Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Vicar's Kitchen: Veg Box Busting Soup

Dare I say it, we might just speeding out of soup making weather here in the UK. The last few days have been very Spring-like indeed so much so that I am considering digging out something other than the massive woollens I have lived in all winter. However, this being Britain, I'm sure we might have more soup appropriate days to come (even in mid summer!) so I'm sure this little gem of a recipe won't go to waste.

I whizzed up this latest batch of soupy goodness based on a recipe from French Women Don't Get Fat by Mireille Guiliano. It is called Soupe Aux Legumes de Maman and has the added benefit of busting through the best part of the contents of our veg box. Dealing with this seasons glut of veg has been a little tricky and I was beginning to worry that I was forming a long term relationship with two turnips in my fridge. I've also been perpetually looking for recipes to deal with the cabbage glut we have going on so this recipe really does the trick.

This Veg Box Busting Soup is packed full of seasonal veggie goodness and I added a little kick to the French version with some Cayenne Pepper as well as simplifying the method to suit my laziness. It is pretty darn good if I say so myself!

Veg Box Busting Soup

2 potatoes
1 onion, peeled and quartered
2 garlic cloves peeled
4 leeks
Half a cabbage
2 turnips
4 carrots
Can of chopped tomatoes
Sunflower oil
2 bay leaves
A pinch of cayenne pepper

  • Peel and chop the potatoes and add them to a pan with the onion and garlic. Cover with boiling water and boil for ten minutes. Drain and set the contents aside.
  • Prepare the other vegetables (except the tomatoes) by shredding them or peeling and chopping into small chunks adding them all to a large pan with a splash of oil. Sweat the veg for five minutes.
  • Add the potato and onion mix to the rest of the veg. Add the tomatoes to the pan along with the bay leaves and cayenne pepper. Cover all the veg with boiling water and simmer until all the veg is tender (about fifteen minutes).
  • Blitz up the soup in a blender and serve.
Enjoy, and may the sunshine continue!





Friday, 6 March 2015

Vicar's Sofa: Sick Day Revelations

Is it just me that has little life epiphanies during a period of illness? I'm now at day five within the same four walls and at the stage where I am vowing to never take my health for granted again. I'm also realising, due to this bout of forced inactivity, how difficult I find it to do nothing. And I mean really do nothing. No reading, no list making, no planning, no cooking, no cleaning, no working. Nothing. I've just been so wiped out that these things haven't been possible and that has been really quite hard.

I am perpetually busy and, honestly, most of the time that is just how I like it. I love new experiences, I love being with people. I like the sense of achievement from ticking things off my list. But I also get burned out and tired of constantly striving. This week has made me realise how liberating it can be to take my foot off the gas. Today as I sat huddled under my duvet thinking about all the things I was not doing and ought to be doing the thought suddenly popped into my head 'Why don't you just enjoy where you've got to?'

There couldn't be more apt thought for this weekend when I will be graduating from Oxford with a hard earned BA in Theology. This graduation caps such a happy time in my life living, working and studying in Oxford. I have loved being in this extraordinary city. I've loved digging up books in Bodleian and being in classes with incredible lecturers. My mind has been expanded in ways I never knew it could be. I can't wait to walk into the Sheldonian tomorrow and claim my place among the Oxford Alumni.

Graduating can easily become all about what comes next particularly as we are about to move house and job in the next few months. What will my professional studies look like over the next few years, do I have the aptitude to go further? What on earth is life going to look like in the long term? All questions I am thinking about and all important questions to consider but they are all questions for later. Now is about celebration, about just enjoying getting here. About being thankful for the extraordinary blessing that this time in Oxford has been and all the amazing and unexpected ways in which life has changed.
 
So perhaps this little time of being housebound will do me some good even if I am still feeling a little rough! Perhaps it will give me a little reminder that everything on the to do list does and will get done. Meanwhile its good to remember that all those lists I made in the past and all that work was for this moment, right now, so there really is no better time to stop and enjoy it.

Thursday, 5 March 2015

World Book Day: Five Books I Love

I'm writing from my sick bed (I know, get out the violins!) but I couldn't resist posting for World Book Day. The one advantage of this enforced time at home is a renewed a appreciation of some of the lovely things I am blessed to have. So here, in celebration of the wonderful thing that is the book, are five of my favs that have made my life infinitely richer.

How much poorer would life be without rich fictional worlds to escape to? Every time I read about Mama Ramotswe I want to go back to Africa.


 
 
Books have hugely enriched my spiritual life and this ragged old copy of Margaret Silf's Landmarks speaks for itself as to how influential it has been for me (and my husband who has used it over and over again in his classes at school!).
 

 


And what about a beautiful old book? These Handy Shakespeares from 1892 are still my pride and joy since I picked them up working in a second hand bookshop.




In recent years I've gotten more and more into reading history. This book kicked all that off. Not only is it beautiful (and another find from that second hand bookshop) but is also based on where I grew up, in Windsor rather than the Castle that is! I'm not secretly royalty!!


 
 
My cookbook collection is growing to epic proportions but I just can't resist it when you can pick one up in a charity for the price of a magazine. My eclectic cookbook collection has taught me to cook everything from Spanish to French to Indian to Greek and I LOVE it.
 

 
 
And lastly, because I couldn't resist one more, what about all those childhood stories? They remind me of sunny days and, as Lewis Carroll writes in the back of this edition of Alice, of -
 
'that delicious dreamy feeling when one first wakes on a summer morning, with the twitter of birds in the air, and the fresh breeze coming in at the window when, lying lazily with eyes half shut, one sees as in a dream green boughs waving or waters rippling in a golden light'.
 
 

Happy World Book Day!

Friday, 20 February 2015

Vicar's Study: Let the Women Speak

Yesterday I spent the afternoon at Christ Church Cathedral. I am doing some volunteering there to get some experience of the life and work of a cathedral and my first day involved a tour and a brief insight into its history. During the tour I was surprised and pleased to discover that the patron saint of not just the cathedral but also Oxford University and the city of Oxford as a whole is St Frideswide.

Born around 680 Frideswide is credited with founding a church, a community of women, around which it is quite likely the city of Oxford grew. There is little historical detail of her life still available to us but there is a shrine to her in the cathedral which historically drew people from across the country seeking healing. Today it is still a place of prayer and sanctuary. Frideswide is tucked away in the corner of the cathedral and I had previously known hardly anything about her. And yet her name means 'Strong Peace' and she stands as a foundation stone that a whole city grew around.

I was particularly surprised by this female founder because my time in Oxford has frequently been rather a macho affair. Though the church is full of inspiring women, who are many times its real back bone, the voices that emerge most loudly are often the male ones. The history of the church is dominated with stories of men, the portraits that line the walls of our theological college are nearly all of men.

Even now working and thriving in the church as a woman takes a steady resolve and a good deal of wisdom. Though a lot of progress has been made I often feel that the difficulty that the male dominated nature of the institutional church poses for women is poorly understood or reflected upon. One way, it seems to me, that this can be addressed is by remembering and honouring inspirational women in both our heritage and in the present.
 
 

This last week I have been reading a book called God's Troublemakers - How Women of Faith are Changing the World by Katharine Rhodes Hendreson. I've found it a hugely inspirational read. Not only does it chart some of the significant achievements of women in the modern day at addressing some of society's greatest needs but it also looks at how women are doing so uniquely and with a different model to that which has gone before. One of the exciting facets of these women's work is their connection to the grass roots which drives their activism to change the system.
 
 
Rather that being distant from the problems they are attempting to alleviate, such as domestic violence and child poverty, these women place themselves at the heart of it. This is significantly different to what we experience of many of our senior leaders day to day who often seem to have lost touch with the 'real world' and the people in it. I wonder if having an experience of alienation, for whatever reason, is raising up some interesting leaders. Put simply if you have experienced discrimination perhaps you are less likely to discriminate. Perhaps we can begin to generate leaders who refuse the lure of the ivory tower and dominating power and instead seek to raise people up and value the human connection as a primary driving force for their work.
 
I'm encouraged that when I am ordained in the Cathedral it will be in the shadow of a great woman. It will help me to remember that those women are there in our history even if we sometimes forget to celebrate them. It will remind me that it is perhaps not so strange after all for me, as weak as I feel, to take my place in the church. That, as women, we have a heritage too and we can go on as leaders in the future with confidence in our place, following in the footsteps of those women who have gone before us.


Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Ooh la la – A weekend in Paris

Last weekend I had the great pleasure of spending a weekend across the channel in the magnificent and ever beautiful city of Paris. It still completely bamboozles me that in the time it takes to get half way up England you can be in the French capital. We set off after lunch from London and by late afternoon we were sipping a glass of red in Paris' Latin Quarter. Saturdays don't get much better than that!



As one might expect from a weekend in France, and from even the briefest of perusals of this blog, the time was largely dominated by food and a great deal of adoration of it. On the first night we ate in a restaurant that resembled someone's living room but that had been decorated in a rather unusual style. Given that it was Valentines night it provoked much mirth that I was eating the world's best beef bourguignon under a wall decorated with bras!

We spent out days in the city just walking around and enjoying the city. On the first day we went to Versailles and soaked in the rich history and sumptuous décor.. I found myself somewhat worryingly at home in Marie Antoinette's house given her eventual fate. Every surface possible in her rooms was decorated with flowers embroidered into the furnishings and painted onto the walls.

The Grand Trianon from http://www.france-in-photos.com/

The grand summer house, or Trianon, on the estate had two major wings separated by a covered, arched walk way which looked out on the countryside around. My husband I mused that life would be considerably easier if we had a wing each in our house. No more fighting over whether the Playstation or reruns of Call the Midwife dominate the telly. How tempting! Great to see romance blossoming in Paris, eh?!

Having resisted the temptations of luxury we spent most of our time in surroundings much more suited to our station, in the studenty back streets of the Latin Quarter. There the streets are a maze of typically elegant Parisian buildings, neighbourhood eateries and dusty bookshops. Possibly the greatest combination of these was the restaurant La Fourmi Ailee.

La Fourmi Ailee from http://www.parisresto.com/
It used to be a feminist bookshop and is now the sweetest little cafe serving food on into the evening. We could hardly tear ourselves away. There I tucked into a plate of Provencale stuffed vegetables washed down with a gorgeous bottle of French red. There may have been some chocolate cake to finish the meal too, but that would really be telling!


Needless to say I fell well and truly in love with French cuisine. On our way back to the station yesterday we stumbled across a Fromager where I picked up some Brie and Camembert. This involved spending the rest of the day guarding my purchases from being squashed on the Metro like they were my first born but it was well worth it. I now have a week ahead of cheese and baguette reminiscing on such a wonderful Parisian adventure.


Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Vicar's Kitchen: Roast Med Veg Soup

This is one of my favourite recipes at the moment partly because I had been looking for ages for a recipe that can use up the two bags of tiny weeny pasta that I accidently bought when shopping online! Now I'm actually quite into it as it fills out the soup so that you hardly even need any bread with it to make a hearty lunch.

The tiny pasta that needed a home and now ends up, well, everywhere!

It's also a great soup for using up whatever is in the fridge, this version uses tomato, courgette and carrot but you could throw pretty much anything in there with the tomatoes. I often just make it as a simple roast tomato soup too and it is delish.



Roast Med Veg Soup

Ingredients

800g tomatoes
1 courgette
1 litre of chicken or veg stock
2 carrots
1 red onion
2 cloves of garlic
2 tbsp. of tomato paste
A splosh of balsamic vinegar
100g tiny soup pasta
2 tsp brown sugar

serves 4

Method



  • Start by chopping the tomatoes into quarters and the courgette (or any other veg you are using) into chunks about 3 cm cubed. Chuck all the veg into a roasting tin and splosh over some olive oil and the balsamic vinegar. Season with a sprinkle of sea salt and black pepper. Roast for about 20 minutes until the veg is soft.
  • Blitz the veg in a blender and put to one side
  • Fry the chopped onion, garlic and carrot in a tablespoon of oil in a large saucepan
  • When the onion is soft add the stock, the blended roast veg mix, the tomato paste and the sugar.
  • Gently bubble the soup for 15-20 minutes until the carrot is nice and soft.
  • Blitz the soup in a blender and return to the pan.
  • Add the pasta and cook for the length of time that the pasta packet instructs you. I leave it for about 10 minutes. You may need to add a bit more water at this stage if the soup is getting very thick as the pasta absorbs some of the water.
And ta da! Hearty flavoursome soup!

Enjoy.

Sunday, 1 February 2015

The Ethical Life Makeover

Recently I've been contemplating having a bit of an 'ethical life makeover'. As I rule I try to buy things second hand and, as anyone will know from my Twitter feed, I spend an inordinate amount of time in charity shops where most of my clothes, homeware, books and general tat come from. This seems like fairly safe ground to me, everything is otherwise destined for the dreaded landfill and the money goes to charity. It eases my conscience at buying yet another pair of heels anyway!

Completely unnecessary but second hand!
 
But then I also wonder how much else in my life I could orientate towards giving those who produce and sell what I use a better deal. Simple answers seem to abound (buy nothing but essentials, grow your own, wear dodgy clothes that resemble old sacks...) but not only are they not all that desirable bur I also wonder if they really get to the nub of the issue. If I never buy anything new then what happens to the suppliers who produce those goods and the people working in the shops that sell them? Arguably art is a complete non essential but what if no one ever bought art? The world would be infinitely the poorer.

Perhaps it is a bit simplistic but when I think about these issues I am always brought back to one of my favourite periods in history, Renaissance Florence, that produced some of the world's greatest treasures of art and literature. Without people spending money there would have been no Medici palaces, no 'Birth of Venus', no 'David'. I often have the same debates with myself over travel. Yes, it is a luxury but what about those tiny fishing villages I love to visit in Greece who rely entirely on tourist trade to keep going for the quiet months? Making good choices doesn't seem as black and white as simply, 'Do nothing, Buy nothing'.

But likewise by making purchases we are undoubtedly feeding the system from which they come whether that is a culture of throw away fashion, low wages for workers or environmentally dodgy practices. The thought of wearing clothes that have been made in a factory that pays next to nothing of uses child labour is completely unacceptable and at the very least I would like to be in a position to campaign better about it and shop more wisely when I do buy things new.

All in all it seems horribly complicated and that often leaves me a bit bamboozled as to the best way to spend my money. All I know is that I want to think it out some more so I am able to make more informed choices and to be able to say, to the best of my knowledge, that my lifestyle isn't traipsing all over other people horribly. Is it possible? I don't know but it seems right to try so over the next few weeks and months I'm going to look into the area of fashion, food, travel, beauty and the home to see what I can uncover.
 
Any tips are very welcome!