Feta, Sweet Potato and Pea Frittata

Frittata

It’s been really hot, and often quite humid recently. Which means neither of us wants to cook much, or eat big meals. So, we find ourselves eating things like this frittata, which is quick, light and tasty. You could throw in any combination of fillings you wanted – a good one for using up leftovers – but we like this combination of sweet vegetables and salty feta with the herby thyme.

Feeds 2-4 depending what you serve with it e.g. add salad and new potatoes to make it go further. You can easily stretch it with more vegetables and an extra egg, too. Best eaten outside!

ingredients

  • 1 sweet potato, peeled and cubed
  • olive oil, for frying
  • large handful frozen peas
  • 100g crumbled feta cheese
  • 4 eggs
  • 100ml milk
  • pepper (and salt if you want, but I don’t add salt to my cooking)
  • several sprigs thyme, washed and finely chopped

Instructions

  1. Fry the sweet potato in the olive oil until it starts going soft, them add the peas and fry a little longer, until they’re defrosted.
  2. Beat the eggs and milk together with the pepper and thyme, then add to the pan. Make sure the sweet potato and peas are reasonably evenly distributed through the egg mixture before it sets.
  3. Turn on the grill. Once the egg has begun to set, sprinkle the feta over the pan and cook a little longer, until the egg is mostly set and the cheese has begun to melt.

Frittata

  1. Place the pan under the grill and cook until the top of the egg is set, the cheese is melted and the surface has turned golden to brown. Slice and serve.

Frittata

Scenes From the Weekend 28.07.14

This weekend was very much a quiet stay-at-home one. Since we’ve decided to move to Cornwall in September, I’ve decided to try and really enjoy the time we have left in Cheltenham – as much as I’m excited about moving, I don’t want to just wish away our time here. So, on Saturday morning when we went into town I took time to notice things. I realise that we have a bit of a routine. Lucy and I go into town probably once a month or so. We sometimes go on the bus, but usually in the car, and we always park in Montpellier and walk down the long Promenade into the centre. This week, the sun was out, the fountains were sparkling, the flowers were nodding at us and I realised how much I’m going to miss these familiar sights.

::Imperial Gardens::
Montpellier

::Montpellier (this is why we park here!)::
Montpellier

::Neptune Fountain::
Neptune Fountain

::Yarnbomb::
Yarnbomb

We pottered around town, bought some new shoes (for her) a new book (for me) and treats from Lush (for both of us). I’m not really a big shopper, and can’t bear the idea of spending my Saturday trudging round shops just looking at things I don’t need or really want. So, having done what we needed to do, we strolled back up the Prom to Montpellier Park so Lucy could have a play and I could have a coffee.

::Montpellier Gardens::
Montpellier Gardens

When we got home she then proceeded to fall asleep for a nap while I did some housework. We’d invited some friends round for a barbecue in the evening so I was glad she napped as it meant she wasn’t tired and we could let her stay up.

Sunday was more park fun – we headed across town with Clive to Pittville Park for more playing, visiting the menagerie, a picnic and feeding the swans. I realise how lucky we are for good, free, safe parks in Cheltenham.

::Guinea Pigs::
Guinea Pig

::Swan Feeding::
Feeding Swans

::Peacocks::
Peacocks

At first we wondered why one peacock was apart from the others and in with the guinea pigs and bunnies, then we spotted there was a baby with it. I had no idea baby peacocks were so cute. Are they called peachicks? If not, they should be!

We finished the day off with a traditional Sunday night bath for Lucy, using her Lush ballistic. There’s a story behind this – I actually bought it a few weeks ago but when we got home couldn’t find it in the bag. When I went in on Saturday to buy my shampoo the assistant came up and asked us if we had bought one and apologised it hadn’t been put into the bag. She then gave us another the same. Isn’t that lovely? My faith in humanity is pretty good at the moment anyway, but that just made me feel really fuzzy inside. Thanks lovely Lush lady! The ballistic we had was called ‘Granny takes a dip’ and does this to your bath:

Granny Takes a Dip

Lucy thought it was the best bath ever, so a definite win there. Another thing I’ll miss – when you’ve lived somewhere nearly ten years all the shops know you; that’s something we’re going to have to build up again, I suppose. But on the other hand we get to discover lots of new places, which will be a fun adventure in itself.


For this post I’m linking up with Em over at Snowing Indoors for the ‘Post and Shoot’ linky.

Point+Shoot_snowingindoors.com

Vanilla Ice Cream

I have to confess that I don’t really want to do too much in the kitchen at the moment. It’s just too hot to want to cook (or eat) big meals, or bake cakes. However, it’s not too hot to make ice cream.

For my birthday in June, my husband bought me an ice cream maker. It came with one recipe on the box, for banana ice cream, which I tried a few weeks ago and didn’t find worked very well – the cream:milk ratio seemed a bit low, which might be why the end result seemed a bit watery and thin. It was OK, but nothing special.

Ice Cream

Today, I decided to try making simple vanilla ice cream, basically making it up as I went along, using the recipe on the box as a starting point to improve on (I used more cream and less milk). The result? Actually really good. It tasted like proper vanilla ice cream ought to taste. You could make this without an ice cream maker, but you’d have to freeze it in a tub and keep taking it out and stirring. I’ve never tried making ice cream like that, so I can’t vouch for how well it works. With the ice cream machine, the actual work time is about 5 minutes, then you switch the machine on and let it churn away while you have a glass of Pimms. Or other beverage of your choice, of course.

Ice Cream

Ingredients

  • 150 ml double cream
  • 125ml whole milk
  • 50g icing sugar
  • 1 vanilla pod

Instructions

  1. Make sure the freezer bowl of your ice cream maker is cold. I think mine is going to live in the freezer, so it’s always ready.
  2. Mix the cream, milk and icing sugar together. Scrape the seeds out from the vanilla pod into the cream mixture and stir in. Make sure the seeds are not clumped.
  3. Pour into the ice cream maker and allow to mix until you have a thick, smooth ice cream. I found watching it churn oddly hypnotic. You could eat straight away or store in the freezer until you want it.

Ice Cream

This quantity is enough for 3 generous dessert bowls. It would do more people if you were having a scoop of it with a proper dessert like a pie or tart or similar.

Now that I know how easy this is, and have got a basic recipe about right, I can’t wait to experiment with different flavours and ingredients. The only thing I would say is you have to eat it fast as it doesn’t stay frozen as long as shop-bought ice cream would. This might be because today was stupidly hot or might be because it’s not full of chemicals that help it freeze. Either way it was definitely nicer than all but the most expensive shop-bought ice cream and really not hard to make.

Moving to Cornwall

I’ve decided to start this up again (again!) because I feel like I’m at the start of an adventure and I want to record it. Earlier this year, we started discussing the idea of moving to Cornwall, and now it looks like we’re going to make it a reality. We’ve decided to leave the small Midlands town where we’ve lived for nearly a decade and head for somewhere new. It’s going to be an interesting experience, but we’ve done it before – when we came here neither of us had a job or knew anyone, and this time around we have jobs already sorted and friends living down there. We just need to find a house and a nursery and possibly a second car and pack our stuff up and clean the old house and so on… Every time I move house I forget afterwards how much work is involved. Possibly, like with childbirth, this is the brain’s way of dealing with something actually quite traumatic. All I know is I’m excited.

And I’m not the only one. We recently went on a scouting trip looking at the area we want to move to. This is our little girl on one of the beaches. Someone clearly can’t wait to move to the seaside!

Beach Girl