So we are meandering into our third week of quarantine .. trying desperately to make this week feel different for the little red-head as he is “officially” on Easter Break.
In reality we are winding down to a steadier pace of life now that the frantic few days of preparation are behind us and the self induced panic of the firsts few weeks is beginning to wear off.
My little family now flows around the house – coming together and moving apart throughout the day in a gentle dance where no-one is forgotten, everyone is included and no-one feels overwhelmed.
We have given up trying to eat breakfast all together .. without the deadline of getting out the door for school it seems pointless to eat when we have discovered that we are really not hungry … we sip tea or coffee and move on with our days without any drama. No “hurry! Hurry!” No “teeth, shoes, bag and lunch” no “look at the time” .. who cares what time it is – really, now?
We meet in the kitchen to make our choice of lunches .. sometimes we eat at the table, more often than not we head back to our studies / computer games / spreadsheets.
But dinner has become a sacred space.
Its the one point of the day that the rest of the gentle hours spin around … the anchor to normality, the focus, sometimes even a highlight of our day.
We plan, we ponder, we discuss and we cook together so that we can sit and enjoy each other’s company for an hour and talk about whatever comes up .. tonight was black holes, the manners of time management and of course .. food!
Food has become one of the things we have begun to focus on!
The best recipe for breads that we like. The texture of last nights fried rice. The seasonings that change a dish from “Chinese” to “Thai” .. best dishes we have eaten, recipes we would like to try again. The dish we will make a bee-line for when the lockdown is over.
With all that is going on in the world my little family is focussing on nourishing bodies with good food and nourishing minds with good conversation.
And we plan – what we fancy tomorrow – what we might cook at the weekend – what we have ingredients for that would be an experiment .. what my Birthday Boy tomorrow would like on his special day (Spoilers its Taco’s .. always Taco’s)
And in planning .. days of meals find themselves taken care of.
For Friday we have decided we will be watching a Musical at 7pm …. and we have decided that Pizza would be a most excellent treat to mark the end of our “working week”. .. but not just ANY pizza .. a tangy, chewy sourdough disc with fresh tomatoes and mozzarella!
So as we prepped dinner tonight (garlic meatballs) we made a mix of pizza dough that will very happily sit in the fridge until Friday night developing a fabulously sour tang as a base.
So .. the little one measured out 225g of warm water.
And the bigger one measured out 290 g of bread flour, a half teaspoon of salt and 105 g of sourdough starter.
A quick mix with a chopstick .. I know .. but they are very easy to scrape clean.
… and the whole slightly sloppy mess gets tipped into a liddded box.
And consigned to the fridge where it can be rescued again on Friday night and pulled into two large pizza.
Using sourdough as a base gives you a crispy based pizza with the large bubbles in the crust .. just like the poshest of pizza restaurants … but as the wee one quite rightly pointed out “They charge a lot for what is really a cheese and tomato sandwich” … I don’t thinks he is wrong!!
I find it curious that most people regard pizza as “Fast Food” … but my little greedies regard instead as the ultimate “Slow Food”. A simple dish to be sure .. but one to take time to prepare, to anticipate and relish when it arrives.
I have no doubt that the “pizza in the fridge” will be a topic of conversation all week with my two as they anticipate the coming of their Friday night treat.
I guess when you focus on your food – the ordinary can become very extraordinary indeed!