Learning from the old.

I spent some time with my grandma over the weekend.  She was doing a little mending, she doesn't sew for enjoyment anymore...she feels guilty doing anything other than mourning for her husband and daughter.  Although cooking is an exception, she always makes sure our bellies are full to the brim. At one point, just after we had finished eating, she burst into tears and said, "Oh, my darling grandchildren I feel so happy now that you have eaten."

Her spinach and rice dish was scrumptious. Served with fresh white bread and spreadable western star butter (these two foods don't exist in our house). I wanted to blog the recipe, mainly for me to remember what's in it, I'll be making it soon.  I love sitting outside eating and chatting to my grandma about her meals, what goes in each one, what she uses from her garden, how she's all about throwing ingredients together, nothing measured, and in between all that there's a whole lot of deciphering....translating....laughing as we try to understand each other.  My Greek isn't what it use to be and her English...well, it's never been good.

Love the industrial Singer...and check out the thread catcher on the over locker!  She said...."Oh, this sewing machine, it's so old...who's going to have this big thing when I'm gone, no one will want it?"

I'll have it!

Bunch of spring onions
Bunch of spinach
Cup of rice
Water - how ever much
Olive oil  - lots apparently
Paprika
Salt
Basil

Heat up oil, throw in chopped onion until soft.
Add paprika
Add spinach until wilted
Fill pot with water, or as much as you want
Throw in rice
Basil and salt to taste

Sounds easy!

Love you grandma Paula x