I went to Garden District (back when it was known as The Standard) on Sunday to celebrate a dear friend’s birthday, and I know that my experience was largely shaped by the beautiful weather and beautiful people that I was celebrating with. But, Garden District makes it super easy for you to have a good time. Case in point(s), not necessarily in order of importance:
Garden District is mainly an outdoor venue. Which means, when it is 70 degrees and sunny, like it was yesterday, a gal can get a glorious, glorious first tan of the year :).
You can purchase an entire pig’s head, to eat. Read til the end for my enlightening conversation with the pig’s head.
The food is fried. Vegetarian things are fried. Isn’t being vegetarian the best? I mean, if I can still eat a grilled cheese, a soft pretzel, and hush puppies, I’m a happy gal. (Shhh…vegetables will survive a day without me lovin’ on ’em. I’m eating fried things now, go away.).
There are umbrellas and heat lamps (if the weather turns unpredictable, as it is wont to do).
Donuts. Freshly made donuts.
A huge pear cider that went down so, so easy on a warm spring afternoon.
Garden District, I’ll be back. It’s gonna be a long, hot, glorious summer.
Me: Hey, pig. I’m not gonna eat you. I’m gonna stand up, actually, so I can be sort of far away from you and in the sun, yet close to my friends. Pig: … Me: That’s better. This cider is delicious! Pig: ……… Me: Want a donut? No? Welp, more for me then. Peace.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted! But to be fair, it’s been a busy month. The weather is starting to warm up, and so is everyone’s social calendar. In the past few weeks alone, I’ve skied, attended a housing seminar, played hostess to my cousin and my parents, gone to countless happy hours, visited the Kreeger Museum and the Old Post Office Tower, and watched a rehearsal of the Shakespeare Theater Company’s Wallenstein. Whew! No wonder I haven’t had time to post.
And despite having a tiny kitchen all to myself, last night was one of the first nights I’d actually cooked anything beyond heating up some frozen dumplings. I’m really happy I christened my kitchen with these little spinach quinoa feta cakes – they were easy and quick. The hardest part (for me) was chopping the onion and resisting eating the feta cheese before it went into the mix :). Here’s how you make ’em:
Ingredients: 1/2 onion, finely chopped 1 tsp. minced garlic 5 oz. chopped fresh baby spinach 2 eggs, beaten 1 1/4 c. cooked quinoa 2 oz. crumbled feta cheese 1/4 tsp. lemon zest 1/4 tsp. freshly ground black pepper 1/2 c. bread crumbs
To Make: 1. Cook the quinoa according to package directions.
2. Heat the olive oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add the onion and garlic and cook, stirring often, until softened, about 4 minutes.
3. Add the spinach and cook, stirring often, until wilted, about 3 minutes. Transfer the mixture to a medium-sized mixing bowl.
4. Add the eggs, quinoa, feta, lemon zest, and black pepper and mix well. Mix in the bread crumbs and let the mixture sit for a few minutes to allow the bread crumbs to absorb some of the moisture.
5. Heat some olive oil in a large skillet.
6. Form quinoa patties about 2 1/2 inches in diameter and 1/2 inch thick. Place the patties on the skillet in batches. Cook the patties, flipping once, until they’re cooked through and browned on the outside, about 4 to 5 minutes.
7. Serve warm.
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