I know it might be hard to believe after last Thursday’s post, but I really try not to complain much. Too hot in the office? I’ll drink more water. Too cold in the office? I’ve got a blanket. Man yelling obscenities outside my bedroom window for half an hour? LOL, #citylife, what can you do.
But there is one thing that I will happily complain about for hours. I’ll gripe and grouse and whinge like there’s no tomorrow, given the chance.
What is that topic?
Is it malnutrition? Malaria? Corrupt regimes? Orphan drugs? The political situation in Burma?
No, not that kind of moving. I like that kind.
Yeah, this kind. The boxes/tape/strained back/jammed thumb/lost keys/lost tempers/horrible weather kind of moving. Always a fun time all around.
What’s that you’re saying? “Sonya, what do you think is the very worst thing about moving?”
I am so glad you asked.
The very worst thing about moving is that when you start packing your things, you look around and say to yourself, “I don’t have that much stuff. This should go pretty fast.”
This is where you’re wrong, my friend. Beef-in-the-trifle, the-sun-orbits-the-Earth, Iraq-has-WMDs wrong. Your cupboards and drawers are actually a Pandora’s box of files and socks and the tiny hotel soaps you always thought you’d use. You’ll put tape on what you think is the last box, do “one last check” of the kitchen cabinets, and oh, just kidding, you’ve got another cubic meter of Tupperware to squeeze in between Box o’ Books #27 and Why Are We Bringing This Chair, It’s Super Uncomfortable.
Every time I move, I swear I’m going to downsize my possessions until I can fit everything into two steamer trunks. I will then move into a Tumbleweed Tiny House and live a frugal, minimalist life, surrounded only by things I truly care about.
Then another friend posts an offer of free books on Facebook, and all bets are off. (Incidentally, welcome to the family, Lord of the Flies, Good Omens, and The Magicians.)
During the Time of Moving, I find that it helps to have quick, tasty, easy-clean-up meals and snacks all prepared and ready to go (preferably with no heating required, since the microwave will inevitably be the first thing to go in the van). These muffins qualify as a good moving snack: they’re hearty and filling, with rich flavours to keep you and your crew happy … or less snarky, anyhow.
What’s your favourite moving meal or snack?
(Adapted from Running to the Kitchen)
- 1-1/2 c. all-purpose flour
- 1-1/2 tsp. baking powder
- 1 tsp. baking soda
- 1 tsp. salt
- 1/2 tsp. pepper
- 1/2 c. milk
- 1/4 c. olive oil
- 2 eggs
- 3 T. chopped fresh (or 1 T. dried) basil
- 1-1/2 c. grated zucchini
- 1/2 c. feta
- Sift together flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt, and pepper.
- In separate bowl, combine milk, oil, eggs, and basil. Mix well.
- Mix wet and dry ingredients until barely combined.
- Stir in zucchini and feta.
- Spoon batter into greased or paper-lined muffin cups. Bake at 350°F for 18–20 minutes. Makes 12 muffins. Store in sealed container at room temperature for 3–4 days.
Ideas for variations:
- When you’re mixing in the zucchini, add half a chopped fresh jalapeño, half a cup of fresh corn, and/or a third of a cup of diced sundried tomatoes.
- Add three tablespoons of cornmeal to the dry ingredients for some extra crunch.
- For added heartiness, leave out up to half a cup of the all-purpose flour and use whole-wheat flour to make up the difference.
- Substitute Parmesan, mizithra, or cotija for the feta. Alternatively, use a blend of cheeses.