Family pub night

signcropI grew up eating family dinners together, and always ate with my son. It helps families feel connected and keeps parents involved in their kid’s daily lives. So when my husband and I blended our families I naturally kept mealtime as a time for us to gather.

The difficult part was that there is a huge difference in between how I raised my son to see mealtime and how his boys were raised. I suddenly found myself cooking for boys who weren’t open to new food experiences and who have anxiety about dinnertime expectations. I had to adapt my cooking style to tone down the grains and vegetables and quickly learn to cook more meat inclusive meals, which didn’t make my son happy.

The first few months were pretty rough. I actually cried a couple times. One of the early ways I found to take the stress out of meals was pub night.

pub-night-specialsBasically, it’s a buffet that we all sit down to while watching a movie or playing a board game.

Early pub night hits were pretty unhealthy and vegetables were pretty absent. I am proud to say though, that I have successfully introduced some healthier options and new flavours.

Potato skins, green onion cakes, hummus and pitas, chicken fingers, spring rolls, poutine, nachos pub-night-1and sliced veggies show up at the start. I’ve since added roasted grapes, lettuce wraps, onion tarts, mini empanadas and calzones, samosas, bolani, spinach or sundried tomatoes pastries, and meatballs. It’s becoming more gastro-pub and less corner store fare. Throw in some pickles, chutneys, olives, flat breads, sliced meats and cheeses, and I’d feel confident feeding the Queen.

As with every meal, the key is to let the boys try things on their own and NEVER force them to eat what they do not want. That out-dated parenting tactic is how they came to be such anxious eaters. This way is slowly taking the edge off and slowly broadening their horizons.

Even if they never embrace all the foods available I hope at least I take the stress out of dinnertime for them.

 

The hunting season widow

Every November I lose my husband. While he’s out wandering the woods hunting, I eat alone. Even for an introvert there has to be something to look forward to in extended alone time, and for my hunting season widowhood that something is eating the foods my husband won’t.

A November Hunting Widow’s Menu:

Gnocchi with Gorgonzola Sage Sauce

gnocchi-in-gorgonzola-sage-sauceThe first time I had this was nine years ago in a tiny San Francisco restaurant. I came home and immediately worked on duplicating it, which turned out to be fairly easy.

I just melt the cheese into cream and add a couple sage leaves. Easy peasy.

I use Cambozola, which is somewhere between Camembert and Gorgonzola. I am incredibly lucky to live near Edmonton’s Italian Centre Shop. They carry this and every other cheese my heart desires.

pebre-verde-3-1024x713Pebre

Pebre is a fresh salsa I learned to make from my son’s father’s Chilean family. There are many family specific versions.

I use corn oil, lemon juice, tabasco, minced onion and cilantro. It tastes better the next day.

I usually make myself some fried fish Chilean style and rice to go with it.

spagsquashSpaghetti Squash

Another thing the Italian Centre shop always has is nice manageable sized squashes.

I steam the squash and pull the strands away from the rind. I mix that with olive oil, salt, pepper, finely minced or crushed garlic, red pepper flakes and some good quality shredded mozzarella. Bake that until it turns golden brown on top.

Beets

Last of the hunting widow menu items is my roasted beets.

I peel and slice the beets, and toss them in a mix of olive oil, finely diced or crushed garlic, and balsamic vinegar. I bake that until the beets are tender. I like to eat them as a side a dish with perogies.

Curry

As for the curry, that I leave to the professionals.