Having had an enforced break not only from posting but also from reading the blogs of those I follow, it’s been a real struggle to catch up. There were more than 500 email notifications of new posts etc going back to the end of March and I haven’t got through them all yet. To be honest, many have been ‘filed away’ unread but there are some bloggers who I know will produce something which I don’t want to miss in every post – fortunately they do not post every day, let alone several times a day. I’m slowly getting through these. Catching up on my other (photo/film cameras) blog was much easier as most of those I follow just post a picture or more, most writing very little if anything.
🙂 So yesterday was my birthday – don’t ask how old but it’s very. I got some real treats.
🙂 First, a lovely Romanian lady found the one post I did manage to make a few days ago and followed this blog, so of course I went to hers. A wonderful site mainly devoted to Romanian food. She writes in Romanian but also in very good English. The title, amintiridinbucatarie (‘Memories of the kitchen’), is a clever play on the title of a very famous book by the Hans Christian Andersen of Romania, Ion Creanga, called ‘Memories of childhood’.
🙂 A ‘liker’ in this Romanian blog took me to my second treat – a young lady in Canada, of Romanian descent, who blogs not only on food but on my second passion too – photography. She provided the basic recipe for today’s evening meal but also, praising her father’s photography, took me to his blog, so I’ve signed up to that 🙂 as a third birthday treat. I will not reproduce her recipe here , just click that link to find it, but I made one or two minor modifications which are noted below.
1. I did think of eliminating the ‘g’ from the oil, making it rapeseed oil (from Yorkshire) but decided to go for the authentic Romanian – sunflower – instead.
2. I had some genuine homemade sausage in the freezer – made by my mother-in-law and smoked by my father-in-law in Romania, so I used these (we usually put them with another Moldovan staple – beans – which I adore). We also make both potato and bean casserole with smoked ribs of pork, or bacon ribs.
3. It doesn’t apply to the whole of Romania but in Moldova, in the north and east of the country, where my Romanian persona was raised, a dish without dill is almost unthinkable, so a generous handful of chopped dill went in a couple of minutes before serving.
🙂 100+ followers
My other treat? I saw that the number of my followers had just passed 100. I know that’s small beer compared with many but it’s a great thrill to me, especially as my blog doesn’t meet the rule of four Us: I think it is usually ‘Unique’, and often ‘Useful’, especially when about food; but this blog is certainly not ‘Ultra specific’ – intentionally so – nor ‘Urgent’. Nor does it follow WordPress’s constant urging to post every day (from my observations bloggers who do that rarely manage to keep a high standard).
PS. Why no picture? The aroma from the ‘ceaun’ (Romanian pot) so excited my wife when she came in after her day of teaching she couldn’t wait to get it on the table, so I forgot to take the picture until after it had been eaten!