There’s a seafood restaurant here in town that’s amazing, but a bit expensive. Alan and I used to go, spend a fortune on dinner, and leave stuffed. But recently we’ve been ordering off the appetizer menu: bisque for me, chowder for him, salad, and bang bang shrimp to share. It’s much more affordable, and just the right amount of food.
I am gluten intolerant, and avoid gluten as much as I can. So I decided to try to make the shrimp at home, breaded in coconut flour, not wheat flour. It took a few tries to get it right. First, I used all coconut flour, which was too strongly flavored and too dense. So I added some arrowroot powder to lighten the breading.
Then I stopped double-breading the shrimp, and switched to single-breading. I would toss the raw shrimp into the coconut/arrowroot, then into the egg wash, then back into the coconut/arrowroot. Again, it was too thick, too dense. A lot of fried shrimp recipes are super breaded, but I decided I like a slightly more delicate crust.
Here’s my recipe and technique. I can actually whip this up in about a half-hour after school, which makes a seemingly complicated recipe weeknight-friendly!
update: this stopped working after a few months, and I switched to a more low-tech option
Cook noodles. Heat chicken stock. Mix all together. Yum.
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Last week I read The Joy of Less on my Kindle, and for the first time the minimalist thing clicked with me. Don’t keep things you don’t need. It’s so simple!
I eyed the basket in the picture above. I bought it years ago to hold magazines, but it was quickly claimed by Sebastian (our cat at the time). I found an inexpensive cat bed that I slipped into the basket, and boom: it was a cat basket.
Copper and Ptoley mostly ignored the basket. Sometimes they’d sleep there if the fire was on. But mostly it just sat under a chair, taking up space.
I was looking around the living room, finding things to toss or donate, and I came to the cat basket. “Do the cats even like this anymore?” I asked Alan. He didn’t know. I said that I’d give the cats a week, and if no one went in the basket, I’d toss it.
I pulled the basket out from under the chair, and snuggled it up to the fireplace mantle. I picked Copper up and plopped him in the basket. He jumped right out. I tried to get Ptoley in the basket, but he did that cat thing where he stiffened all his legs, put his claws out, and refused to put all four legs in the basket at the same time.
I thought I might coax Ptoley into the basket by putting his sheepskin in it. He loves that thing, and sleeps on it almost exclusively. I put the sheepskin in the basket–it hung way over the edge–and went on with my day.
Soon I found Copper in the basket, wedged in with the sheepskin.
So I had the brilliant idea to cut the sheepskin. One part would go in the bottom of the basket. The other part would go back on Ptoley’s chair. It always hung down over the side of the chair anyway. So with a few quick measurements–“measure once, cut twice,” Alan added helpfully–I had two pieces. The one fit perfectly in the bottom of the basket, and the other covered the seat of Ptoley’s favorite chair.
Now, if I can’t find Copper, I look in the basket. He loves it. He kneads the sheepskin, and curls up in the basket, even if there’s no fire.
It’s nice that they’re using the basket, but I’m a little bummed. Copper used to snuggle me, and knead my tummy. I’ve been replaced by a sheepskin in a basket… On the other hand, Copper likes to lay on my arms when I’m studying, and then give me very annoyed looks when I use my arms. So it’s nice that he has somewhere he can curl up and be happy.
I am in my final eight days of the semester/my master’s degree/graduate school! I can’t believe its going to be o.v.e.r!
Posts will be light this week–probably just some cat pictures. I’ve got a few more projects to finish up, and I want to do a good job. This is it–my last chance to be a good student!
Once the semester is over, I’m going to tackle more of the house. I’d like to clear the clutter before our Christmas party. It’ll be nice to have a clean house for the party. It’ll also be nice when we move to DC to not move a bunch of stuff we don’t like or don’t use.
I’ll be back 12/12 with more posts, recipes, stories, and pictures!