No spinach

We went to Alonissos on Sunday but as I’d had my allotted pie for the week I didn’t partake of another. It’s all too easy to keep having spinach pies as they’re so yummy and I can pretend they’re good for me. I’m now trying to restrict my intake to one a week, usually on a Friday night at the International cafe on the paralia. Although their pie is not strictly speaking the traditional spinach it is divine, cheap and filling. If you are venturing to Skopelos I strongly advise you to try it out and I’m not just saying that because they’ve given me work in re-designing their menu!
Anyway back to Alonissos. We had lunch at Patitiri overlooking the harbour at a restaurant called Anais. Great view.

I had skordhalia and giant beans. Skordhalia, for those of you who don’t know, consists mainly of pureed garlic. Ghastly if you don’t like garlic, divine if you do. Obviously I fall into the latter category as does Sean unfortunately, so although I ordered it for me, he kept eating it! Hence the picture with not much left on the plate.

Junior wanted carrot – nothing else – just carrot, which she duly received and devoured.

Only junior could get so much enjoyment out of a bowl of grated carrot. And that bowl was full when she started. She then helped me to eat a bowl of fruit salad or rather I helped her as she had most of it. Sean wasn’t quite so wholesome as he had the most un-vegan combination of walnut cake, cream and ice cream. Pig.
Junior is now staying at school for lunch which means I have to pack up her little tin as well as provide her with her mid morning snack. Nothing too adventurous for junior of course. Monday was cold pasta and olive oil, yesterday was grated carrot (the ubiquitous) with pitta and today she informed me she’d like a fruit salad. Sean is taking the fruit to her at lunchtime as I don’t think she’d be too keen on opening her tin to find brown pieces of apple and banana and God forbid I put anything on it to stop it turning brown. Fruit must be in its natural form for junior as she finds even the thought of a fruit smoothie an abomination. She was the same as a baby, pureed fruit was a definite no no.
I’ve been quite organised this week on the food front which probably has something to do with working from home at the moment. On Monday I made a chilli for tea and a lentil dahl for the following days lunch. It’s great cold, in fact I think it tastes better cold, gives the flavour time to work their way through. I’m supposed to be making burgers for lunch but Sean has yet to return with an onion and it’s nearly 1.00pm. Last night I made some peanut butter, oaty, crumbly bar things. Very descriptive I know. I made them primarily because I love peanut butter but also because I just felt like baking something, even though I have a bad back which is restricting my movements somewhat. Of to prepare juniors lunch now which could take some time as I’m only at hobbling speed at the moment!