I was all geared up to do some hardcore brunching on Saturday and more importantly i was more thrilled to use some of my new Le Creuset cookware I'd picked up a few days back when i went on this immense shopping spree. I have of course decided to return some of the clothes and shoes id picked up (I always always have second thoughts)...clothes because i have no patience to wait in line to get to the trial rooms and so i just buy it, come home, sashay around and then return it if i don't think it looks drop-dead-gorgeous..oh and also high waists may be back in style, but nah i don't think I can every be comfortable in it, after being so used to the super low waists...ah the freedom it gives you!. And shoes...i really liked it, and was proud i was being adventurous and went a lil off the usual style..but Ro passed snide remarks about it and its totally ruined it for me now... I keep telling myself I shouldn't really care about what he thinks about my clothes, and I really ignore it most of the time, but when I'm doubtful about something and if someone says its not the best, then im convinced I made the wrong choice...its only for clothes and shoes and bags btw..all the other things...I am so level headed, I find it very difficult to change self-made decisions, in fact.
Sorry, I'm rambling again....so what i meant to say was...lying in bed at 10, still...I was charting out what to make and how to style it for my pics when i realized that the 'wretched monthly visitor' had made its presence felt and i automatically went into bitch mode. Dragged myself outta bed almost in tears at having spoilt such a pleasant Saturday and walked into the kitchen pouting. My delightful, every happy husband had the telly blaring and James Martin on Saturday Kitchen Live was suddenly annoying. Ro was cooking and i was already pissed he hadn't noticed i was pouting..instead he sang..'good morning sunshine' and thrust a ladle full of something into my face...In between grabbing my coffee, I snapped at him and said:
I don't want to try it...
He wouldn't let go, eat it, eat it...it doesn't taste like liver at all...
LIVER???????????? WTF? You know i don't like liver, kidney, brain, eye, balls etc...and why do you ask me to try it every damn time.
Ro was confused...'are you mad cos the birds woke you up AGAIN?
NO! you dodo....you wouldn't know, I'm in pain... I hope you'd be a girl in your next life.
Laughter....non stop...'would I have massive boobs if I'm a girl in my next life?
Ladies and gentlemen, that's my husband for you....how he manages to make me smile in between all this, is beyond words.
So i plopped on my sofa and declared I wasn't going to move a finger and Ro said he would take over cooking for the day. After a heavy breakfast (not me), he started lunch preps at 1.30pm and made this rather yummy stir fry with rice and curd and his liver fry (yuck!), while i watched a corny chick flick..with a cold cider and a smirk on my face...maybe its not bad I'm a girl, after all;)
Stir fried beans with shallots and garlic
Sliced runner beans- about 2 cups
Shallots- 2, roughly chopped
Garlic- 3 pods, roughly chopped
Cumin powder- 1/2 tsp (optional)
Salt & pepper- to taste
Olive oil- 1 tbsp
In a frying pan, heat the oil and sauté shallots and garlic till light brown.
Add the runner beans, salt, pepper and cumin powder and give it a good stir.
Close with a lid and cook on high for about 5 to 6 minutes or till the beans are cooked just enough..not too mushy. You might want to stir in between, and if you feel its sticking to the pan, add a tsp of water.
Serve hot with rice.
Here is another easy peacy green bean recipe, a great accompaniment to any main.
I am sending these entries to the Vegetable Marathon Event hosted by Anita's Kitchen where the theme is Beans.