Monday, March 27, 2017

Quiche recipe

I have made a quiche recipe (from my favorite cookbook) so many times now that I have adapted it to make it my own. I thought I'd share it with you, since it's easy and delicious and my two-year-old likes it. Anything that has spinach and my two-year-old likes must be repeated often.

First, poke holes in a quiche pastry and bake it in the oven (175ºC/350ºF) until it's slightly golden. This is the secret to preventing soggy crust.

Wilt a bag of spinach (pour boiling water over it, then strain it) and mix with four eggs, a carton of cream (200ml), a can of tuna, salt, pepper, oregano and parsley.

Spread a thin layer of pesto on the bottom of the quiche pastry. Pour in the spinach/egg mixture carefully, distributing spinach evenly and making sure it doesn't pour over. (If the quiche is too empty, you can mix in more milk or cream.)

Bake until golden on top, usualy 20-30 min. I always make two at a time.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Sacrament for the world


I am slightly obsessed with Bishop Robert Barron's podcast. I loved this one about how this dualism of body and soul/mind, where you can manipulate your body however you want, is very old. Older than Christianity. He mentions Plato (before Christianity), gnosticism (4th century heresy) and the nominalists in the 16th century. He explains philosophy in such a simple way. I loved this one in which he explains how God is not a being among beings, but the cause of being. And this one in which he suggests if you want to have something to say, read and pray.

I also loved this questions and answers episode and thought the way he described the sacrament of marriage was so simple and beautiful. I am so blessed to live this sacrament. It also reminded me of this article I saw on The Public Discourse which says your marriage is the greatest project of your life.

I wanted to write Bishop Robert Barron's explanation here:

"It's a peculiarity of Catholic sacramental theology that marriage is not so much a sacrament that we receive but rather a sacrament that these two people become. A sacrament is a sacred sign of God's presence. What the two young people do in front of the priest is they exchange their vows, they pledge their love to each oher and the priest witnesses that. And he witnesses the fact that they are becoming thereby a sacrament of God's love in the world. It was of course Paul that said that, marriage is a kind of 'mysterion' he said, it's a mystery. And that's rendered in Latin as 'sacramentum', a sacred sign of God's love in the world. And that's why people get married in the Church. Like I said it's not just because they fell in love. Any secular romantic could look at the two of them and say, 'oh those two kids are in love, isn't that great?' Well, it is great, but it's no reason to get married in the Church. You get married in the Church when you say we're willing to be a sacrament for the world."

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Hello spring

Some (*normal*) people think of food to accompany events they're planning. I sometimes think of events to accompany the food I want to make. I saw this cake on pinterest and knew I had to make it for Spring. So I invited some neighbors to a picnic at the park on Monday and it was special.

The cake didn't turn out like I had dreamed. I have a serious case of perfectionism I guess. The grocery store I online shop at didn't have blueberries, cherries or mint leaves which I think would've looked really nice. But it was still ok. And the inside was delicious. Pioneer Woman's chocolate sheet cake, of course. Next year I will get those blueberries and mint leaves. ;)

Monday, March 20, 2017

Preschool


I am always feeling like I should be doing more for Addie, so I have been happy to reinstitute a little bit of "preschool" in most of our mornings. I have this How to Draw Dinosaurs book from Usborne that I thought would be for when she's older, but she really likes doing it with help. We do a page a day and sometimes another wipe-clean book of draw on the line and she's thrilled. It really helps me to have a physical book to follow. I can't deal with random ideas on pinterest that I never get to.

We also started hiking again. I still want to go Sundays, but it always seems like we have someone to visit or something to do on Sundays. So I decided we'll go on our own on Fridays too and invite our neighbors. It started out lovely (sarcasm) with Addie running away in the woods, poo in her underwear and me changing it with Davy in the baby carrier. :) :) :) But then our neighbors got there and it was really fun and really worth it. The park seems boring when you can have the forest.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Progress v. perfection

It seems as if the more good things we do, the more obstacles rise up to meet us. The messiness of life. However, I will say that the more good things we are able to do, the more vision I have. The more I see how it's good to cling onto those few good things we do every now and then, amidst the turbulence of life's messiness and our weakness/laziness.

We have been getting to some weekday masses more often, we played pictionary as a family which was really fun and Addie has been painting more and watching fewer youtube videos (guilty as charged). But the pushback to these few good things is imense. The house, and especially kitchen, is constantly out of control, we got our car wheel clamped when we parked at the wrong place for the pediatrician, and yesterday all three of us were stuck in our apartment building's elevator for about 20-30 minutes. Which seemed like much, much longer.

January Donovan's video "Focus on progress" inspired me to be less of a perfectionist. You can't get perfection as a mother. Our house will never be clean because WE LIVE IN IT. It's not a museum. I feel like I need to write that somewhere and look at it everyday.

Instead, focus on progress. When I get stressed out, I try to think we are progressing. A lot. I am progressing. A lot. I feel bad about not praying enough but I pray more now than I did a year ago. I prayed more a year ago than I did five years ago. I prayed more five years ago than I did ten years ago. Really, it's astounding progress. I feel bad about my lack of self-discipline to read a book or practice piano (and just eat chocolate or go on facebook instead). But I waste less time now than I did a year ago. Etc. Etc. So I'm no where near the perfection I have envisioned in my mind. And our family is far from the perfection I dream for us. Progress, my friends, progress is the answer. Two steps forward, one step back.