We’ve had a lovely Easter weekend up at the cabin…our last weekend before we move up here for good in May!
We had a fabulous time with our guests–my niece, Annie, and her best friend, Kitty (yes, Kitty-the-nutritionist who gave Annie the tip about sprouting beans, nuts, and grains). We ate lots of food and drank lots of alcohol (though I managed to refrain from drinking!!) and chatted the weekend away. The weather has been fabulous and James and I managed a couple of great hikes. The teenagers (they’re actually 27 and 36 years old) left yesterday, and we spent Monday hiking…and then working on our online courses. I had some dough rising for buns, but James suggested I switch to pizza, so I did. I had no sauce, however, so I hunted about for a quick sauce and then adapted it….
Quick, Uncooked Pizza Sauce
Throw in the bullet and blend….
1 can of tomato paste
1/2 cup water
1/4 cup red wine
4 cloves of garlic
1/2 tsp. rosemary
1/2 TBS. basil
1/2 TBS. oregano
1 tsp. BTB paste
1/2 tsp. freshly ground black pepper
Once it’s smooth and blended, it’s ready to spread on the pizza.
This little pie is loaded with spinach, kale, broccoli, mushrooms, tomatoes, onions, olives, capers, and pine nuts. It’s topped with a sprinkling of Daiya and served with a drizzle of honey and a side of savoury cashew cream.
I also made pizza for our guests when we first arrived at the cabin, but OF COURSE made their pies with real cheese because I didn’t want to be a weirdo aunt who serves vegan food to guests. Nevertheless, when I served up the pie fresh from the oven, Annie laughed and said, “Trust Auntie Sheila to put broccoli on a pizza!”
So, as it turns out…I AM THE WEIRDO AUNT!
Anyway…here are some adorable pics of the puppies that Annie took…
The girls brought us this hip wild mushroom olive oil. I didn’t even know wild mushroom oil existed–I can hardly wait to try it!
They also brought us this insane-looking piece of fabulousness….
It’s a Himalayan salt lamp, which apparently has many amazing benefits, but I just like the idea of a lamp inside a giant hunk of salt. And, if you must know: yes. I did lick it.
Aaaaand here’s a song from Van the Man because, as Annie said, “It’s not Denman, if Van’s not playing on a continuous loop.”