Last night's dinner was a disaster as far as I was concerned. Mr. P was so congested that he couldn't tell, poor dear. The individual flavors worked. I liked the mushroom stroganoff -- many shrooms, onions, some cayenne, and sour cream. I liked the gnocchi, stuffed as they were with tomato and mozarella. But the combination, which Mr. P was quite eager to try, was dreadful. I just tried to eat them separately, which helped a little.
Tonight was a lot better. We got the last official farm delivery today. There's a delivery in mid-November which we usually pay extra for. But this year, there were some disasters on the farm, so they're giving us that last delivery for free, which I think is over-the-top generous.
Tonight, we had savoy cabbage -- crinkly sweet stuff -- made into Thoren -- that South Indian dish with coconut, hot stuff, toasted rice, and curry leaves -- served over rice. I made two side dishes: a salad of fresh mozarella, tomatillos and green pepper tossed with olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and potatoes steamed with garlic and tossed with spices and butter. I think I used cayenne, cardamom, and ginger. It was all very good and the combinations really worked. Phew.
Mr. P found a recipe for a winter squash curry, so we may try that tomorrow night.
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