This week as I went about my chores, I thought about Kathy, my blogging colleague, fellow Dorista and new friend who blogs at Bakeawaywithme.

In one of her chatty, interesting blogs, Kathy shared with us that she owned 600 cookbooks. Seriously? Yes, 600, she’s counted.  Furthermore, she’s still a buyer. I have a few words of advice for you, Kathy.  Don’t Move.  Don’t Ever Move.  Don’t Even Think About Moving.”

 

This week's French Fridays with Dorie recipe choice is Fresh Orange Pork Tenderloin. The thickly-sliced pork medallions worked well with sliced beets, Trader Joe's baked french fries, and a hearty red wine. Hmmmmm

This week’s French Fridays with Dorie recipe choice is Fresh Orange Pork Tenderloin. The thickly-sliced pork medallions played well with sliced beets, Trader Joe’s baked french fries, and a hearty red wine. Yummmm

 

Our French Fridays with Dorie recipe is a very delightful Fresh Orange Pork Tenderloin. Easy to put together, the two main ingredients are 4 large oranges and a pound-and-one-half pork tenderloin. Duh!  The seasoning is simply salt, pepper, chopped onions and bruised cardamon pods. Although a large pork tenderloin serves four dinner portions and I was only cooking for one, I decided to make the big guy. I needed the protein.

 

A vision of orange: juice, zest and segments.

A vision of orange:  juice, zest and segments.

 

Unfortunately, pork gets a bad rap. It’s that bacon and cured meat thing. According to Fitday, a wellness link:

Lean pork is a healthy choice of meat. It is a good source of proteins, vitamins and minerals. The low sodium content makes it a good choice of meat if you want to maintain healthy blood pressure.” 

These days I need to “do healthy”, find more energy than I probably have stored away, and pretend there is more boom in this early boomer than there actually is. After selling my Nevada house last week, I’m now deciding how to meld the belongings from this 2000-square foot house into my 1000-square foot Colorado condominium that is already beautifully furnished.

 

Eight pork medallions, browned and gently simmered, donated graciously  by a lean, little pig.

Eight pork medallions, browned and gently simmering, donated graciously by a lean, little pig.

 

Yeah, I’m laughing, too. This is déja vous all over again. Eight years ago when we moved from Colorado to Nevada, we went from 4000-square feet to 2000-square feet. That was painful. Now again,  it’s all about sorting and tossing and organizing and donating and selling and giving and begging. I’m a Nester, whatever space I have, I fill it ….and, more. When my friends hear me say, “Would you like………..”, they Just Say No and back away quickly. I cannot shame my children into taking more. The Goodwill Donation Truck man is tired of me and my trash container was overweight last week. That’s trouble.

This past week, as I packed boxes and de-cluttered my Life, I  gratefully gobbled up those pork medallions (8). Made exactly to Dorie’s directions, I felt the slices were a tiny bit tough. Next time I will shorten the simmering time. Is there  always a reason for chopped onions being included in recipes? I would have preferred a stronger cardamon flavoring. Otherwise, mighty tasty and filling.

 

While cleaning my linen closet I found these placemats, a momento from a trip to Carcassonne two years ago. It not only brought back French memories but also helped brighten up the dinner table

While cleaning my linen closet I found these placemats, a souvenir from a trip to Carcassonne. It not only brought back French memories but also helped brighten up the dinner table.

 

I am writing this Post late Friday night and will barely make the FFWD deadline. I have just driven into Aspen to spend a week here organizing my April 1st move on this end. (And, yes, rent a storage unit.) Although in the past 10 hours I have driven from 70-degree temperature and sunny skies to a 38-degree temperature with a snowstorm on the way, I am happy.

Cold, very cold, but happy.

 

SATURDAY MORNING, ASPEN, COLORADO:

 

My Welcome Home Breakfast with friends of 25 years (and still counting), at Poppycocks.

My Welcome Home Breakfast with friends of 25 years (and still counting), at Poppycocks.

 

Hanging Out at the Hotel Jerome's J-Bar. Saturday.

Hanging Out at the Hotel Jerome’s J-Bar. Saturday.