Today was one of those days. At the beginning of the year, I changed my sleeping routine and found out that if I get more than 6 hours of sleep a night I am sleep hung over the next morning.
So I try to keep myself busy in the evening ensuring that when the clock hits midnight I am super tired and ready for bed.
That is the plan and then last night came around and I was thrown for a curveball and it set every schedule in my body and every plan off. Someone who I haven’t spoken to in 7 months and 20 days decided that they would make contact. I seriously wish that I did not pick up that call because at the end of the call they had the nerve to tell me that they would pop around as if 7 months had not lapsed since they last saw or spoke to me… um… hello wait right there. Who said anything about me wanting to make amends? Unless someone is putting words in my mouth I don’t think so. My life has changed so much in 7 months, I have cut off soo many people that I thought I wouldn’t be able to survive without. Friendship is a two way street, why is it always me that has to check up on people, in my time of need, when I needed time to process things, people expected me to be the same person. I’m not, now nothing seems important anymore, nothing interests me, I can’t remember the last time I watched TV. I guess that is the side effects of losing someone you love.
You cut off the non-essentials and keep the ones you really love close to you. Who knew one phone call could take all the work I had done to better myself and come to terms with everything and just smash it in less than 2 minutes. Before I would bend over backwards for people, put my parents on the back burner while I catered for other people’s needs and then death happened and I found out just how short life is.
And now 7 months later my parents are put first, my needs, my wants are the only things that matter and yes I did let that phone call get to me, it got to me soo much that I took 4 headache tablets and went to bed not that I got any sleep. When I eventually did fall off to sleep it was not restful at all and then when I woke up I was sleep hung over and the last thing I felt like doing was cooking. My mother is most likely going to kill me after reading this, but I find writing and letting it all out there very therapeutic and besides she is more tactful than me, me I just say it straight, like more or don’t it’s your choice.
I came across this recipe in The 2nd Edition Durban cookbook and it didn’t require a lot of chopping and it also didn’t require complicated cooking techniques, my brain refused to put two sentences together.
The verdict, my mother loved it my dad was like seriously Bobby beans again and chickpeas. Why chickpeas I hate chickpeas, I did mention that I also put spinach in, but he was more worried about the chickpeas staring back at him on his plate.
There is just no pleasing this man, maybe I should puree the chickpeas next time, make it smoother when it goes down.
- 1 x onion, finely chopped.
- 5 x tbsp. olive oil.
- 3 x whole dried chillies.
- 5 x cloves garlic, slivered.
- 1 x can chickpeas, drained and rinsed.
- ½ x tsp cumin seeds.
- 2 x tsp coriander powder.
- 2 x tsp chilli powder.
- 1 x tsp turmeric powder.
- 1 x tsp cumin powder.
- 1 x tomatoe, grated.
- 2 x tsp ginger garlic paste.
- A few curry leaves.
- Salt to taste.
- ½ x cup spinach, roughly chopped.
- Heat oil in a pot.
- Add the onions, slivered garlic, salt, cumin seeds, dried chillies and curry leaves to the pot.
- Saute till the onions are soft and transparent.
- Add the grated tomatoes, cover and cook till they have released all their water.
- Add the spices, ginger garlic paste and give it a good stir.
- Add about a cup of water and allow the mixture to come to the boil.
- Add the chickpeas and spinach, cover and cook till the spinach has wilted and the gravy has thickened.