Today I will admit to not getting dressed until 11am because I could. It is very unlike me, but there was something so decadent and fun about sitting around in my PJs watching catch-up TV and films (When Harry Met Sally – I got seven minutes in before Meg Ryan irritated me beyond belief). I will say that, compared to Sleepless in Seattle which I found to lack much character depth, When Harry Met Sally was much better, more rounded and had a more complete ending. Though slow to start, once the good stuff began, it was a thoroughly lovely film.
When I did eventually get around to showering and making breakfast, I planned what I needed to do with the day now that it had started properly. The first step was a latté. I think I am addicted to having them in tall glasses (like you get in Stockholm) even though you can only hold them by the very top of the glass. It allows you to see the lovely layers of coffee, milk and foam. This one wasn’t made my usual way (using espresso powder) but instead with a small amount of real ground coffee made up in the caffetiere. It was delicious. I might eventually splash out on some proper latté glasses but until then mugs and glasses it is! I’ve already made quite a few coffees and chai lattes with this little Aerolatte device and have saved myself a lot of money by not going out for expensive barrista drinks. It is also much cheaper than using something like a Nespresso/Tassimo machine which not only waste plastic (the pod thingies that you have to use with them) but also tie you in to using one particular brand of coffee. I thoroughly recommend my little Aerolatte device!
Once breakfasted and lattéd, I decided to put a pot of soup on the stove. There is something so reassuring about knowing that if you’re hungry all you need do is heat a bowlful of this health-giving elixir and you’ll be warm and your tummy will cease its rumbling. It’s winter’s way of giving us vitamin tablets; all these green, leafy vegetables that are so prolific at this time of year. This time it was leek, potato and broccoli soup with thyme and wild garlic salt. Yum.
I have a little laundry to do (my favourite household chore) and, had the weather been better, I might have considered putting it outside, but it’s all rather gloomy and dull – so the tumble drier it is. On the upside, the tumble drier heats the house brilliantly.
The starlings are singing outside in their usual family tree. There must be at least sixty of them and they stay together through thick and thin. I like starlings a lot and I love it when they come to visit me daily.
Whilst the starlings are singing and chirping their own unique song, I am half-listening to music of my own coming from my iPod. The dulcet tones of Sara Jackson-Holman (listen here and here), Ingrid Michaelson (listen here, here and here) and Erin McCarley (listen here and here)
Just an ordinary day (this is my 900th post!).