There are humbling experiences in life. Seeing the
and asking for help. Witnessing true brilliance.
nd then, there’s taking a toddler to the snow for the first
I apologize for being away from this space for the past
week, and hope with all my heart it won’t happen again. Being back here feels a
bit like coming home. And it’s good to be here.
After overbooking myself with a huge work project that
chained me to my desk from morning to night, I was so excited to leave for 3
days of winter wonderland. Being a southern Californian for the past 15 years,
cold weather has become this sort of romantic fantasy of snow angels, warm
fires, hot cocoa, snowball fights and giggles on the slopes. And lovely hearty
meals, of course.
So along with the lovely fires and cocoas and snow play and
yummy cheesy potato dishes we did gratefully enjoy, there was a fair amount of backbreaking, sliding,
snowing, chain-installing, frustrating (anyone has a tutorial on how to put
snow gloves on a 21 months old who isn’t sure what his thumb is?) moments…
I’m sure I’m giving a good laugh to people in most of the
world who are very familiar with kids in cold weather. Part of me was laughing
at me too, as I was actually breaking into a sweat just putting Pablo in his
snowsuit. And by the time I actually had him covered from head to toe and he could
barely move, he was getting cranky and in no mood to try skiing. You get the idea…
Half-way through the weekend, I remembered the first day at
When Pablo was probably about 8 months, I took him to the zoo
for the first time. We were meeting a few other moms. I had planned everything
just right, and was ready for that perfect photo in front of the elephants, and
giggles at the monkeys. Long story short, a few long lines, missed meet-ups, naps
and diaper changes later, we ended up seeing a couple of pink flamingos and a
couple of parrots. And it was over.
Finding a way to be happy and thankful for that day, was
hard. Letting go was hard.
And those couple of days in the mountains were an intense exercise
in adapting to what the situation was throwing at me and making the best of it,
keeping in mind what was important (i.e. having a nice time together as a
family), while quickly mourning whatever expectations I didn’t even know I had.
I guess it could be called rolling with the punches.
This is such an essential skill I am in the process of
honing and which I have sorely lacked in the past. My 21 months old son is
teaching me this. I am humbled by him too, every day.
So yes, parenthood is humbling, in so many ways. What have you found humbling in your life?
Now for a not-so-smooth segue, here’s a recipe for one of
those nights you might need to roll with the punches.
We love canned sardines, they are healthy, delicious, easy. I
introduced them to Pablo around 8 months. They make a nice finger food. And on those
busy hectic nights, simply popping a can open can be a saving grace. I often serve
them just plain with a vegetable and rice or quinoa. A few months ago, I had also shared a sardine eggplant brandade recipe which we always enjoy.
last summer, I came across a small recipe book with nothing but recipes using
canned sardines. I’m finally sharing this yummy and easy little recipe from it. Its presentation is playful for kids, they can even help spooning the stuffing in the mushroom “hats”. And they make an awesome appetizer or lunch for grownups too. I hope
you enjoy it.
Mushrooms stuffed with cream of sardines
Adapted from “Sardines en boîte, les 30 recettes cultes” by Garlone Bardel
Age for babies: 8-10 months
Prep time: 15 min
Cook time: 25 min
4 Portobello mushrooms (or 12 white mushrooms)
1 can of sardines in olive oil, drained and fork-mashed
A handful of chives, chopped
1/2 bunch of Italian parsley, chopped
Preheat the oven at 350°F.
Rinse the mushrooms in running water, dry them, cut the stems off. Set aside.
Chop the mushroom stems finely.
In a large bowl, mix the ricotta, parmesan, sardines, chopped mushroom stems, chives, parsley, salt and pepper to taste.
Spoon the mixture in the mushroom caps.
Place the mushroom caps on parchment paper on a baking sheet, and bake for 25 minutes.
Serve warm. We served it with a mâche pea shoots goat cheese salad.