We’re in an Ausgangsbeschränkung–we are allowed to leave our homes only for a reason on a published list–but I’ve messed up my knee so the only place I’ve been since Monday is physical therapy. There’s a lot of howling that this list is too long–how dare the government allow people to buy soap, or worship, or walk freely in the fresh air for exercise! I am depressed I was unable to hobble down to the weekly market, and more depressed because this was probably my last chance for the foreseeable future. The library is already closed indefinitely.
Anyway. Yesterday I made Rahmspinat for the first time, because I bought too much spinach earlier in the week. It was easier and tastier than I expected. The fish sticks are coated with Bretzl, making them into a sort of luxury variant, and there was homemade tartar sauce. It’s definitely a throw-back to a school lunch menu I remember enjoying, although I’m pretty sure we always had peas instead of spinach. We never had fish sticks at home.
Creamed spinach as comfort food. I have fallen low, indeed.
We did have them with peas in November. The orange mush is Kürbis-Kartoffel Stampf, which I am going to translate as Smashed Potatoes with Pumpkin. It’s about a 3:1 tater-punkin ratio; I used fresh, diced, raw pumpkin flesh because it was leftover from something else.
Maybe this next week will be better.
