Saturday, January 21, 2012

Congrats!!

First of all, a big congratulations to my gorgeous husband who has just signed for the Maritimo Lions! I am so proud of him. He's worked so hard to achieve this dream and now we are living it together. It's such an exciting way to begin our married life. Finally! I will be heading out sometime this week. Still no date, but it's coming! I'm sure I don't need to reiterate how excited I am. More exciting posts will be coming your way in the VERY near future. Until then, you'll have to be content with recipe and nonsense posts.

A few nights ago, I made a delicious dinner (if I do say so myself) that I'd like to share with you. Here it is!

Chicken in balsamic, orange & rosemary sauce



Ingredients
4 boneless skinless chicken breasts
2 tbsp olive oil
3 tbsp balsamic vinegar
150ml/¼ pint fresh orange juice
150ml/¼ pint chicken stock
2 tsp chopped fresh rosemary leaves
1 tsp light muscovado sugar
knob of butter
orange segments and fresh rosemary sprigs to garnish (It wasn't a dinner party, so these were ommitted)
1 tbsp corn starch (this was not in the original recipe, but I wanted the sauce to be more gravy-like.)

Method
  1. Put the chicken between pieces of cling film and flatten slightly by bashing with a pan. Unwrap and sprinkle on both sides with pepper. Heat the oil in a pan over a medium heat, then fry the chicken for 5 minutes, turning halfway through.
  2. Pour 2 tbsp vinegar over the chicken, add the orange juice and stock and sprinkle with the rosemary and salt. Bring to the boil, lower the heat and bubble gently for 5 minutes until tender, spooning with the sauce frequently and turning chicken halfway through.
  3. Stir in the sugar, butter and rest of the vinegar, then sizzle for a few minutes until reduced and glossy.
  4. Put the chicken in a serving dish, spoon the sauce over and garnish with orange and rosemary.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Parting Ways


The past week has been mayhem combined with a little sadness, a lot of happiness, and a crap load of packing. Miguel left on Saturday as the whole family (I’m talking cousins, aunts, uncles) sat by and cried and waved goodbye for now. In my haste to go to Madeira (I don’t even know my flight date yet), I began packing like a madwoman on Monday. However, after talking to a few moving companies, it became shockingly clear that shipping internationally was freaking expensive. It is actually cheaper for the both of us to flight out for a visit and take some things back with us. Outrageous. So, my hubs and I made a joint decision to (get ready for this, girls) only take two bags and a large carry-on a piece. This is not a joke. Everything else is being left behind. My French girl secrets post is now coming in handy, as well as this post from Anna, the Chic Fashionista. I’m really going to have to learn some outfit creativity in the coming months. 

Ok, so it’s not like I’m going to be deprived over there. Replacement is not an issue, but there’s just something a little unnerving about leaving all of your things behind. At first, I was a little freaked out. I mean, those are the only things I really have. It’s not like I’m leaving my house or my car. Just my stuff. My books; my clothes; and my precious, precious kitchen stuff.  But after pondering the reality of the situation, I’ve realized that it’s sort of a forced purging. Kind of nice, actually. I’ve been saying for years that I want to streamline my wardrobe into a more basic and classic look that’s easy to mix and match and change up with accessories. Well, here’s as good a chance as ever. And besides, it’s just stuff.

Although I keep saying it, I am still so, so excited to go to Madeira, whenever that may be. We were hoping for a week from Miguel’s departure, but who knows. Madeirans are typical island people, which translates as they take forever to do anything. Maybe in a week or so, I will be posting about my new apartment and my lovely new island life. *cross your fingers* Until then, I will be finishing packing, trying to keep myself busy, and and parting ways with "les things". *sigh* Must. Stay. Busy. I feel some new recipes coming on…

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Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Packing Up

After weeks of waiting and anticipating, we finally have the date of my hubby’s farewell. On Saturday, he will be flying to a new team, a new country, and a new life. I got started packing a little early because, although we have four suitcases between the two of us, my winter clothes and I’ll-never-fit-into-these-again clothes have been inhabiting said suitcases. So, not only did I have to pack Miguel’s clothes, but also sort and organize mine. Needless to say, our room was looking like a bomb went off. 

It even spilled over to the living room.
Miguel is currently sitting over my shoulder wanting me to clarify that the above picture is all my stuff..

Finally, after about two hours, his stuff was sorted, and mine is, well, almost there. I’ve still got to pack wedding gifts and all of our stuff that is not going to fit into two suitcases each into boxes for overseas shipping. Thank God for shipping. All sorting, organizing, and packing took a total of four hours, and I’m not even close to being done. I counted it as a workout. Suitable choice, I think.

Later, I cooked a lovely dinner, courtesy Nigella Lawson. Rapid Ragu, AKA spaghetti bolognaise with lentils mixed in… I was down like China Town. The familia loved it, and so did I. I’m all for adding lentils to beef up a recipe. Protein, fiber, and yumminess. You can’t go wrong.

Here’s the delish recipe. You will love it.
Remnants of a FULL pot.
 Rapid Ragu 

(As a side note, I almost NEVER follow recipe exactly. I have an immensely strong compulsion to make it my own. :) This sometimes makes baking a problem...)

 Ingredients
  • 2 tbsp garlic oil (I used olive oil and added a bit of crushed garlic later while sauteing the meat)
  • 125g/4½oz cubed pancetta (thick bacon)
  • 500g/1lb 1½oz minced lamb (beef)
  • 75g/2¾oz caramelised onions (from a jar) (I caramelized my own, thank you.)
  • 80ml/2¾fl oz marsala wine (I used red wine)
  • 1 x 400g/14oz can chopped tomatoes
  • 75g/2¾oz green lentils (I used brown lentils)
  • 125ml/4½fl oz water (I omitted)
Method
  1. Heat the oil in a wide saucepan and fry the pancetta until beginning to turn crisp and golden-brown.
  2. Add the minced lamb, breaking it up with a fork, and stir until browned.
  3. Add the caramelised onions, marsala, tomatoes, lentils and water and bring to the boil.
  4. Reduce the heat and simmer for 20 minutes, stirring occasionally.
  5. To serve, divide the ragù between four serving bowls and sprinkle with grated cheese, if using.
We had this atop pasta, but I think it would be equally yummy over rice or quinoa!

Tomorrow, we’re off to do some last minute shopping, meet with Miguel’s agent, and hang about. I’m only leaving next week, which gives me the chance to pack my stuff as well as ready the boxes for the movers. It’s gonna be a task, but I’m up for it. I'm getting pumped!

See you next time!

Ashley

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Sunday, January 8, 2012

TYMBITK: Secrets of Le Parisienne

Here in South Africa, almost everyone has a limited amount of internet usage every month (no Americans, I am not joking). For me, this presents quite a dilemma, seeing as the internet is my sole connection to the outside world and method of keeping occupied (ok, so I’m being a wee bit dramatic). I tend to spend my days “researching”, AKA looking up things of interest to myself, including but not limited to: beauty, makeup, French “stuff” (I’m obsessed with anything French), fashion, Facebook, travel blogs, food blogs, etc.

I’ve decided that, instead of keeping all of this useful information inside my head, why not share it with you! I could get creative and call these types of posts, “Things You Might Like to Know Thursdays”, but seeing as I’m not clever enough to come up with this idea on a Thursday, I’ll be entitling these posts:

“Things You Might Be Interested to Know (TYMBITK).”

As previously mentioned, I am quite the Francophile, which my uncle (you know who you are) would abhor (I try not to mention it to him) J. To be more specific, I really love the romantic vision of le Parisienne- the sleek, chic, croissant-eating, wine- sipping, alluring, mysterious seductress who can put together the most beautiful outfit in her sleep and never, ever gets fat. I have to admit that during my trip to Paris, this ideal of a woman is not to be as commonly found in the subways and streets of Paris as one might hope. However, the image of le parisienne is still something a girl can admire and aspire to, right? I always try to. Key word: try. Being chic and effortless is not as easy as it sounds. There are whole books written about it! I firmly believe that le parisienne would scoff at the idea that books are written to instruct others to be like her, but let’s not tell, mm-kay? 

Although the French look is supposed to be natural, unforced, and mixed in with a little ennui, there are tons of faux pas and incorrect things one must never do. But there again, whole books.

If you now feel intimidated by the idea of trying to be chic like a French woman, don’t, because here are some ideas that should get you started on the right path. If you’re traveling to Paris, keep these things in mind so as not to stick out like a sore thumb.

What to Wear

Dark jeans. Contrary to popular belief, the women of Paris do wear jeans. A dark wash is best because its classic and can take you from casual to smart.  

Trench coat. Aahhh the trench coat. It’s so stylish and can be worn in cool weather over a blouse and jeans or layered for cold weather. Don’t wear the belt buckled, ever. Tie it in the front or back for a more relaxed look. 

Ballet flats. Every girl needs a good pair of flats for walking the streets of Paris. Parisian women do wear stilettos like we see in the movies, but not if they plan on a whole day of shopping. They are practical and chic at the same time. Ballet flats can go with anything from black crops to jeans to a date night dress. Perfection.

Minimal makeup. Have you ever wondered how Parisian women look like they roll out of bed looking fantastic? They know how to wear makeup that enhances rather than covers up their natural beauty. A little concealer, mascara, bronzer/blush, and red lipstick is all you need to look completely pulled together. As a general rule: pair made-up eyes with nude lips and bright lips with a toned-down eye.

 Skincare. This is how you get away with minimal makeup. French women DO NOT skimp on skin care. This means taking your makeup off every night, cleansing, moisturizing, and ALWAYS wearing sunscreen. Le parisienne is terrified of wrinkles.

Scarf. French women have this amazing way of always incorporating a scarf into their outfits every season (Even in summer. Hurray for cotton!). It pulls a look together and looks so sophisticated. There are countless websites and videos on how to tie a scarf. This one is my favorite: 25 Ways toWear a Scarf.

LBD. Every woman should have a little black dress. You never know when you will have a spontaneous date, dinner with a friend, or an art gallery opening to attend. It can be dressed down or glammed up with pearls depending on the occasion. Tres chic. 


Anything classic. If it’s been in style for decades, you can pretty much count on it being stylish in Paris (i.e. well-cut blazer, black leather gloves in winter, basic black heels, a cashmere sweater, black pants)

Anything that makes your look unique. Le parisienne does not want to fit in with the crowd and neither does she want to stick out like a sore thumb. Rather, the chic Paris woman wants to stand apart. Wear a colorful scarf, a vintage broach, or quirky shoes to make your outfit your own and not something out of a magazine.

And last but not least. Confidence! Which brings me to my next point:

How to Act

You can dress as Parisian as you like, but if you act like a clown, no one is going to take you seriously.

Rule #1 Confidence and more self-confidence. You never see a Parisian woman looking at her feet in the subway, fidgeting with her clothing, or saying she’s too fat in front of everyone. Whatever she’s wearing, whether it is striking heels and a sleek black dress or just leggings and flats, she wants and knows that everyone is looking at her. And she likes it. But, she also acts like she doesn’t care what people think, even though she really does. Ahh the art of being indifferent (Sorry to confuse you, men).

Rule #2  Moderation in EVERYTHING. Le parisienne is never extreme about anything. She doesn’t speak to loud or too much. She doesn’t eat too much. She doesn’t work too much. She doesn’t drink too much. She doesn’t worry too much. Not too much perfume. Not too much jewelry. Not too much makeup. Get it? Moderation people. (As a side note, they smoke wayyyy too much. But I guess you’ve got to have your vices, right?)

If you’re planning on going to France, I hope my advice is useful. If you just want to look like a French girl (I do!) then ditto.

For a more in depth guide to all things French chick out French Women Don’t Get Fat.

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

Ratatouille with Chicken

As a self-proclaimed food connoisseur (Ok, not really, I just love good food), I am always looking out for new recipes, new chefs, and new cookbooks. For Christmas, my lovely mumsy-in-law got me a new cookbook in light of my upcoming move- Food Lover’s Mediterranean. Unlike most cookbooks, this one has a photo to accompany each recipe AND all of the recipes are healthy. How can you beat that?

Tonight, I tested one of these scrumptious concoctions. A new twist on an old favorite: Ratatouille with Chicken. I must confess, I’ve never thought ratatouille was particularly special, just because I feel like its just spruced-up roasted veggies. However, this dish puts in into a whole new light.

So without further ado:

Ratatouille with Chicken

Ingredients:
  • 1 whole chicken, about 3 1b/ 1.25 kg (or chicken pieces
  • 1 eggplant (aubergines)
  • 2 zucchini (courgettes)
  •  2 red onions
  • 4 tomatoes
  • 1 red bell pepper
  • 2 cloves garlic
  • Salt &pepper
  • Olive oil
  • 1 tsp tomato paste (puree)
  • 1 tsp paprika
  • 1 cup/ 250 ml chicken broth (stock)
  • Fresh basil leaves to garnish

Method:
  1.  Heat the oven to 350 F/ 180 C.
  2. Divide the chicken into eight pieces.
  3. Trim the eggplant (aubergine) nd the zucchini (courgettes). Cut the eggplant in healf lengthwise and slice thickly. Cut zucchini diagonally into thick slices.
  4. Peel the onions and cut into wedges. Remove the stems from the tomatoes. Halve and deseed the peppers and chop. Peel the garlic and cut in half.
  5. Season the chicken pieces with salt and pepper and fry in hot oil in a flameproof casserole until golden brown. Remove and set aside.
  6. Fry the onion, eggplant, and zucchini. Sauté the bell peppers and the garlic, then add the tomato paste (puree) and pour in the broth (stock). Add the tomatoes (yes, whole) and paprika and salt and pepper to taste.
  7. Put chicken pieces on top, skin side up and place in the oven for 30-40 minutes. Pour a little broth over the chicken from time to time.
  8. Adjust the seasoning with salt and pepper, sprinkle some basil leaves over the top and serve
Devour and enjoy!

This was a delicious and warming dish and the family loved it! As a side note, I would have added a few more herbs (i.e. thyme, oregano, parsley). I’m gonna play around with it next time.

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Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Madeira Dreamin'

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been getting pumped about our move. It’s time for us to have our own place, our own space, and a new and exciting life together. The months here have slowly crept along and my schedule has been exceedingly monotonous, which is very out of the ordinary for me. Don’t get me wrong, this is a beautiful place and our family is here, but there are so many things about South Africa that make it a not-so-great place to live. For one thing, the crime rate is through the roof. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like the idea of spending my life behind walls and bars, worrying if my kid is going to get high jacked on the way home from a friend’s house. Massive amounts of crime coupled with incompetence and a general lack of respect for others has definitely turned me off from living here. The country is beautiful and the culture is rich, but I would rather thing of SA as a vacation spot than home.

In Madeira, there is less than 1% crime rate, there is safe public transportation, you can walk everywhere (if you can handle the hills), the lifestyle is laid-back and easy, and the landscape is like something out of National Geographic. Call me delusional, but I have these grand plans of (safely) strolling around the city while Miguel is training, stopping off at the market and the local bakeries daily. I suppose my upbringing in quiet little Central Florida has me spoiled. Is it so much to ask to enjoy life without having to keep your hand locked around your handbag or making sure to strip off all your jewelry before going for a walk? I think not.

There is only about 2 weeks to go before I get back to what I consider normal and I am itching to get on that plane. Until then, I’ll look at these photos and dream. 



Isn't he dreamy?

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Monday, January 2, 2012

Hello All!

Welcome to my new blog Delicious Ambiguity. In this blog, you’ll be reading about my life as a world-traveling footballer’s wife. Before this blog, I had a site called Fit Food Lover which was spawned by a school project. Because of rather specific nature, it sort of, well, died (sorry to my loyal readers). However, I did fall in love with blogging.

After graduating college in May 2011 with a degree in communications, I left sunny Florida and jetted off to South Africa to marry to my college sweetheart. After living here in Johannesburg for 8 months, I am now getting ready for yet another move to the beautiful island of Madeira, Portugal. There, Miguel (my husband) will be starting his international soccer career and I will become a little tourista (what I do best), for a few months at least. Needless to say, I am super excited.

So, with the start of this new year, I am starting a new blog. This blog will be my journal/virtual memory box/ way for my Floridian family to keep tabs on me. I will share stories from the present and past, as well as my hopes for the future. Like my life, I am an ever-changing individual, hence the blog title. As I share my new experiences with you, I hope to inspire you to explore new places, taste new things, have an open mind, and always be ready for what life might throw at you. You never know what amazing opportunities might come knocking on your door. 

Honeymooning love birds