I was thinking about traditions, good and bad. Old and new. I tried to lay down some traditions in my family, things like the birthday boy choosing dinner and a special guest. At Wollombi, we had traditions about lighting fires and life in the bush. Lots more.
I remembered the opening music from Fiddler on the Roof and found this very non-traditional rendition. Stop motion Lego. It's a bit of fun and the music is good with a heavy bass line and great singing. It's about seven minutes long and I wasn't planning on watching it all, but I enjoyed it so much I did watch.
So I have been turning to traditional food lately. A few months ago, I made my grandmother's banana chutney which is good with cold meats. Then I made beetroot and eggplant chutney, making up the recipe as I went along. I had a huge eggplant and more beetroot than I could eat by myself.
I've been hankering after some old fashioned tomato sauce. I hardly ever touch the commercial stuff around these days but love the homemade variety. Cindy posted a recipe she had tested so I bought some powdered mustard and made some. It's good but I will make a few changes. I'll use malt vinegar, I can't ever remember grandma having anything else, and I think the flavour's better. I'll also make sure the cooking apples are tart, mine were a bit sweet. However, overall it was a success.
I bought the jars in my online order from Coles. I'd been thinking about protecting the lid from
Another of Grandma's traditions was fish on Good Friday. When I was growing up, Grandma always came for lunch on Good Friday. My mother pushed the boundaries once and served a BBQ. She heard about that for a very long time. I'm not sure why she was so insistent about this particular tradition. I can trace it in another ecclesiastical group, but she was Anglican and it wasn't something she ever followed on any other day.
I've been wanting a good fish meal for ages, so decided on fish for lunch yesterday. I often buy fresh Tasmanian salmon and enjoy it but I was after white fish. I refuse to buy frozen thawed fish or fish other than Australian, or at a pinch from New Zealand. I found flathead fillets and bought some. Fresh, very fresh. The sales guy said I would enjoy it and he was right. Flathead is sweet but hard to fillet well. It was expensive but I had enough for two meals. Superb. I had planned on crumbing it and had flour on a plate, an egg whisked in a bowl. No Panko crumbs and not enough bread to be bothered making my own. So these were just floured and quickly fried in some good oil. I'd been planning on asparagus but totally forgot and made the very basic greens with fresh tomato salad.
I'll be on the lookout for some more of this. I enjoyed it immensely.
Son and two grandchildren are coming for lunch tomorrow. Baked leg of lamb - another tradition. I'll put this on early with lemon juice, herbs and garlic and cook it very slowly. Turned down very low, it can look after itself for a while. Lots of baked vegetable and all should be well.
He took his children to the Easter Show yesterday, breaking another of Grandma's traditions. She took me every year but definitely, never on Good Friday. Master 7 had not been before and Mis 12 hadn't been for eight or nine years and remembered little. They had a great time.
We used to buy all the licquorice (grandma again!) show bags and sit in the grandstand. The licorice was more mellow than it is today and the flavour was different. We would watch the mounted police displays, munching licorice. We paid for it the next day, but that was our show tradition.