May 4, 2013

Addicto - A Tale of Overcoming Addiction to Pacifiers with Biscotti - Based on a True Story.

 
As first time parent one resolves to do, or not to do, many things. Stuff like - I will only breastfeed. I will not fill the house with baby crap. I will only use cloth diapers. I will not speak in Baby when baby is not around. I will shower everyday and wear something more presentable than those old pajamas. I will not watch TV unless it's PBS. I will read to baby everyday. I will not spoil the baby. I speak in general terms of course.
 
The resolutions mostly work out, except when they don't. These moments of defeat usually creep up right after you tell your friends that the baby sleeps through everything and of course the baby then screams out loud and wont quiet down.  Or when you find a new show on TV that is definitely not PBS material but so freaking good. Or when you see how much the baby poos and decide that you will recycle every single piece of plastic for the rest of your life instead to make up for the 15 disposable diapers per day that will clog the landfills forever. 
 
Pacifiers present the greatest of challenge to parenting. It is truly amazing to see how pacifying a baby with a rubber nipple solves 90% of the problems. Loud shrieking in public - stick a cork in it and voila, peace. Louder shrieking in the middle of the night - stick a cork in it and it's like being at a spa getting a full body massage.
 
It's quite unfair then to have all these studies showing that excessive use of a pacifier is not good. No problem, the new parent says, we will just use it sparingly and not excessively.  It is soon discovered though that to a baby, pacifier = crack and there is no in between with crack - one is an addict not just a casual user.  
 
The only way to overcoming a baby's pacifier addiction is to go cold turkey. Sure you will be looked upon as a bad parent that cant quiet down the baby in a public place and of course there will be no mistaking the nights as a spa resort as you walk around in the dark holding a sleepy yet shrieking baby. This is where the biscotti comes into play. Sleepless nights will warrant a lot of coffee drinking the next morning and if the new parent has a stash of some homemade almond chocolate biscotti on hand, life will seem less cruel. They will tend to stick with the no-pacifier camp and soldier on.
 
Chocolate Almond Biscotti - Adapted From:Lebovitz, David. Room for Dessert. Harper Collins via Joyofbaking.com
 

 
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (180 degrees C). Toast almonds for 8-10 minutes or until lightly browned and fragrant. Let cool and then chop coarsely. Set aside.
Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
In bowl of your electric mixer (or with a hand mixer), beat the sugar and eggs on high speed until thick, pale, and fluffy (about 5 minutes). At this point beat in the vanilla extract. In a separate bowl, whisk together the flour, baking powder and salt. Add to the egg mixture and beat until combined. Fold in the chopped almonds and chocolate.
Transfer the dough to a well floured counter and roll into a log shape, about 12 inches (30 cm) long and 3 1/2 inches (9 cm) wide. You may have to flour your hands to form the log as the dough is quite sticky. Place on your baking sheet and bake for about 25 minutes or until firm to the touch. Remove from oven and let cool on a wire rack for about 10 minutes.
Reduce oven temperature to 325 degrees F (165 degrees C).  Transfer the log to a cutting board and cut into about 1/2 inch (1.25  cm) slices, on the diagonal. Place the biscotti, cut side down, on the baking sheet. Bake for about 8-10 minutes, turn slices over, and bake for another 8-10 minutes or until golden brown. Remove from oven and let cool. Store in an airtight container.
Makes about 20-24 biscotti.

May 2, 2013

Al Fresco Dining


It's over folks; we are officially on our own. Between my mom and mom-in-law we had over a month and a half of constant help and support. I essentially did nothing. The fridge was always stocked, there were always fresh meals to be had, the laundry got done, and most importantly I could spend as along as I wanted in a hot shower. It was maternity leave on steroids.

My mom left for North Carolina yesterday. My mom-in-law too is back in NC. Today is the first morning that Devang, Asha, and I woke up to an, so to speak, empty house. It feels weird not to have the kitchen already smelling of some hot breakfast. And even though I constantly complained about the old wives post-pregnancy remedies that both moms insisted I try, I will tremendously miss the company and the nurturing not just for Asha but for us as well.





So after hugging my mom good-bye at the train station yesterday, I walked home knowing that I was in charge of dinner that night.  After eating a lot of delicious Indian food, I was ready to dive into something different. I ended up making some fish tacos with red cabbage slaw and pea soup inspired by Laura Calder of French Food at Home on the Cooking Channel. It took about 30-minutes to put it together.


We ate on the deck and by that I mean, Devang ate while I held Asha and then I ate while he was playing with her. I guess we have to get used to eating together but separately.

The evening was pleasant and the breeze was now cool. The first night of being just-the-three-of-us didn't feel stressful but very natural. I think we've got this.



May 1, 2013

Life Lately


Today I was reminded what summer feels like as I sweated right through a shirt after just a quick walk down the block to get coffee. The doors and windows in our house are all open and Asha doesn't seem to mind chilling in just her diaper. Only if I could hang out in my underwear too...hmmm.

Here are some pictures from life these days. There is a lot of reading and watching of the television and of course hanging out with the little munchkin. Life is good.