Tucked up on the couch with my cold and a blanket; a scarf keeps the still wintery weather at bay. Great classical Indian music playing through the AppleTV as a backdrop to the photos randomly selected from my vast store. I love seeing ones that surprise me. Pictures of Bridhaswara, Aukland, Poland, Chiang Mai, London, KL. Photos of friends and family and strangers. Flowers, beggars and swamis. Devotion and street night life. Boat voyages, bus voyages, car voyages, foot voyages. Looking up, down, sideways. Wide angled and zoom. Every time that we look up from what we are doing, there is a memory, a shared experience, a person, a place, a blessing received, that makes us smile with gratitude for the gifts of experiences, for the gifts of wonderful people, that we have have been given in this life.
Talking of which, my neighbour popped over today with a lovely gift for a sick girl. She bought fresh bread dough stuffed with a tasty spinach mixture, and organic tomatoes and avocado for a salad. Just what was needed – some love and some foods.
Another spinachy and great dish shared recently was a beautiful orzo salad. Orzo is an Italian, rice-shaped pasta. I generally make a Turkish tomato soup with orzo in winter, and hence there was some left over in The Kitchen’s pantry. Salad it was, although my friend tells me that risotto made from orzo is also incredibly delish.