Apple, Pear & Almond Flan on a strange Sunday.
Today was, well, strange. Meteorologists had promised great things, so I had already taken precautions by getting up real early to do some essay writing. After that, I thought, I might go outside and do some gardening. So, I got up at 7:30 and sat behind my desk for a couple of hours doing absolutely nothing and feeling completely miserable.
I decided the most sensible thing to do with my time was to use up some food that had been lying around for too long. I still had some home-made puff pastry in the freezer and I found some apples that had seen better days. The idea for a flan was born. Whilst I was baking I sensed there was a lot of commotion in my neighborhood. I won’t discuss it here since I don’t know the exact details, but it made the overall atmosphere of the day even more bizarre.
Once the flan was ready to be turned over I was quite disappointed seeing it had a soggy bottom. Blind baking puff pastry, as it turns out, is not really my forte. It tasted good nevertheless and, now fully energised, I set out into the greenhouse and planted some hundred seeds, each in an individual little pot. “Bo-ring” I hear you think. Well, it wasn’t. I totally lost track of time and when I went back inside it was already too late to bake my usual bread to go with the soup. I then opted for a quick soda bread, which turned out a bit too sticky but again tasted fine.
Only a few moments ago, when I wanted to upload a photo of my flan for this post, the nightmare of every food blogger nightmare became reality: Whilst I was cutting and pasting the photos from my camera it ran out of power and as a result I had only five very mediocre photos left to choose from. I wasn’t very pleased. At all.
I must say nothing today went like I had imagined it would. If anything, I do hope the seeds I planted will thrive. Perhaps I can look back upon this day and say something good sprouted out of it.