I’ve always loved the idea of having a big Sunday meal where you have family and friends over to share it. Too bad the next day has to be Monday . . . I like having my Sundays free so I can relax before the week starts anew. Maybe someday.
Since Saturday went okay I decided to fast again yesterday. My early morning meal was the same as Saturday, so no pic. This time I made it up well before I was supposed to.
Yesterday was a lazy day. I usually do groceries, but I tend to go crazy and our freezer is plenty full so we skipped it this week. I was also supposed to do some cleaning up but only made half-hearted attempts to empty out the dishwasher and throw out some old receipts. Now that I’m working again I would love to get the housecleaners to come by and take care of it all, but since we’re both such clutter-bugs I always have to clean before they come to clean. At this rate they’ll be able to come next year. 😛
I decided to go ahead and cook a proper dinner last night in the hopes that we’d have leftovers for Monday too. I recruited Mr. Spice to do the onion slicing, chicken cutting, taste-testing, and iftar prep for me. While this isn’t an actual recipe, I cooked up some chicken thighs with dried red chilis, bay leaves, peppercorns, green and black cardamom, onion, ginger, coriander powder, cayenne pepper, turmeric, salt, and a little cumin. Yes, that’s 3 types of pepper in the chicken, but it really wasn’t that hot, just a bit of a lingering bite at the end. Next, I made some mung dal with garlic and ginger, then added some fresh spinach and broccoli slaw at the end. I quickly browned some onions and panchphoran in oil for a tarka and added it to the dal when it was done. It was so sizzly the smoke detector went off and we had to scramble to open the back door, turn on the ceiling fan, and grab a mini fan to aim at the detector. We were going to make rice but I’d frozen some leftover Basmati and we just reheated that. Then a simple salad of cucumbers and tomatoes. For iftar, Mr. Spice obligingly cooked up some frozen dal puris — it involved oil and frozen stuff so I let him do that, I have a fear of splattering oil.
And this is what it looked like when we were done:
Do you have a Sunday dinner tradition?