Big Boy’s Brunch

The weekend is here and the cleansing continues. The breakfast smoothie was accompanied by 40 more of the cursed capsules. A peppermint tea quickly followed in order to ease the reflux and mild heartburn one gets from trying to wolf such quantities too quickly. This is not the way I usually start the weekend. For me, weekends are about spending time with friends and family and food is almost always involved. With the gorgeous run of hot sunny weather we’re having currently, it is hard not to feel that we are somehow wasting it by not having a barbecue.

After getting up late, I walked to the library to renew a couple of cookbooks, including Matthew Evan’s lovely The Weekend Cook, a title whose irony was not lost on me as I swiped the book out at the excellent ’self-serve’ facility. Stopping in at the pizzeria on the way back to see how Kevin was doing, he was quick to spot that I was out of sorts. “You’re not your usual sparkling self” was his parting shot as I walked away 10 minutes later, unable to enjoy our usual banter about this new ingredient or that great recipe.

The rest of the day was spent reading Per Petterson’s melancholy In The Wake, leafing through the newspaper and diddling about online, grumbling all the while about the boredom of cleansing. Late in the afternoon, I suddenly decided that I wouldn’t be beat and that I’d find something within the limits of the detox regime that I could cook on the barbecue for SWMBO and me.

Forty-five minutes later, I served up grilled field mushroom marinated in olive oil, balsamic vinegar and herbs, topped with a light guacamole and cripsy zucchini chips, together with spicy corn of the cob. I plated these up and served them along with a simple salad of cos, spring onions and cherry tomatoes, dressed with olive oil and red wine and a single celery stick filled with a hummus and raw yoghurt mix.

We both enjoyed the meal and reveled in the flavours and textures. The mushroom and guacamole combination, not something I had considered before, worked really well, making me wish I had made two each. The corn was fine if a little too caramelised in places; this was due to an uneven spread of herbs and spices, something that wouldn’t have happened if I’d been able to combine them with butter to coat the corn more evenly – rather than the olive oil I used on this occasion.

For the first time in six days, I really enjoyed preparing and eating a meal and, for a few moments, I even forgot my cravings for freshly baked bread sandwich with a nice juicy steak!

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