13 Ekim 2012 Cumartesi

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

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 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

12 Ekim 2012 Cuma

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

To contact us Click HERE
 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

11 Ekim 2012 Perşembe

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

To contact us Click HERE
 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

10 Ekim 2012 Çarşamba

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

To contact us Click HERE
 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

9 Ekim 2012 Salı

You're Going To Eat That???

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     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

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Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

To contact us Click HERE
 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

8 Ekim 2012 Pazartesi

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

Missionary Monday ~ It's Autumn Time!

To contact us Click HERE
 This Week's Theme - It's Autumn Time! What does this season look like for you where you live?I live in Australia, and currently it's the beginning of the wet season.This beautiful tree greets me when I'm out and about.You'd think it's yellow leaves, but it's not!  Those are little yellow flowers!   Next Week's Theme - Your Fall Decorations!Do you decorate for fall?  Share your photos!(Keep in mind we'll soon have our Christmas Blog Hop!)      

7 Ekim 2012 Pazar

Poor Man's Pecan Pie

To contact us Click HERE

1 C mashed pinto beans (cooked, unseasoned and well done) 2 C sugar4 eggs1/4 lb butter2 tbs molasses or dark corn syrup2 tsp vanilla1/2 tsp salt Cream sugar and butter. Add well beaten eggs, molasses, and salt. Beat in well-mashed beans (that have been cooked, unseasoned and well done.) Pour into an unbaked pie shell. Pecans may be sprinkled on top before baking. Bake at 350 F until firm. It's easy and delicious!

I'm still here!!

To contact us Click HERE
Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!

You're Going To Eat That???

To contact us Click HERE
     I got another e-mail from Jamie Oliver today.  No, we're not personal friends, I just joined his cause after watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution last year.  For those of you who don't know what it is, Chef Jamie Oliver is trying to get people to eat better, less processed and junk foods, and to take control of the obesity epidemic in this country.  On the show, he focused on Huntington, West Virginia, the unhealthiest city in America.  He should have asked someone from Ohio.  You can't save West Virginians from themselves....we've tried.

     All kidding aside, his latest effort is to get the USDA to overhaul the school lunch program.  It's something that desperately needs to happen.  With the crap they're feeding our kids in school, it's no wonder they're either hyperactive or comatose.

     When I overhauled my own kitchen, there were some protests from the kids.  "Whaddya mean we can't eat ramen noodles?  Where's the margarine?  Macaroni and cheese is supposed to be orange."  Things along those lines.  But I kept after it, and eventually, won over at least one kid.  The Girl now recognizes that she doesn't feel well when she eats junk, and that she's actually lucky to have a mom who insists on balanced, scratch-made meals every night.

     The Boy, however, is a different story.  He doesn't have a weight problem, yet, but he is the biggest junkie I've ever seen.  The Man and I have considered taking the sugar bowl to bed with us at night, because it seems as if we have to fill it up every morning in order to sweeten our coffee.  (The Man's coffee, not mine.  Coffee should be black.  Period.  But that's another rant for another day.)  And it's not just sugar.  The day I made the egg rolls and raita, we had a particularly heated argument.  He doesn't like cucumbers, so I told him to pick out another vegetable to eat.  He picked up another egg roll.  I can't get him to understand, or care, that he needs balance in his diet, and that Pepsi is not a food group.

     The biggest part of my battle with him is when he's not at home.  He used to stop at my mother-in-law's house every day on his way home from school for cookies and Pepsi.  Cookies, maybe, for a snack, would be okay.  But they're not even homemade.  I kept telling him if he could pronounce every ingredient on the label he could have them.  Heck, I can't even do that.  But Pepsi?  Pop has been the downfall of nutrition in this country.  I heard somewhere that there are twelve teaspoons of sugar in a can of pop.  Twelve.  I can make a dessert for ten people using less than that.

     The school is the worst.  I know what their budget constraints are, I really do.  But maybe, just maybe, instead of letting the US Army spend 7 million dollars a year sponsoring NASCAR, we should, you know, give our kids an orange once in a while.  Can't we give them a meal made from fresh ingredients?  In addition, the kids at our local school are allowed to spend their lunch money on anything they want, and the offerings aren't healthy.  They can buy extra cookies or whatever else they see, without even proving that they've finished their "healthy" lunch.  As far as I'm concerned, The Boy will be allowed to choose his own food when I no longer have to pay his health insurance, and when he can buy it himself.  Until then, it's my money, my kid, my choice, and I take the responsibility seriously.  I care about what he eats, and it would be a lot easier to teach him healthy habits if I had the school behind me.

     Okay, I'm done.  But I am asking anyone who reads this to speak up, too.  We can do better for our kids, and we should.  All it takes is commitment.

www.jamiesfoodrevolution.com/usda

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

6 Ekim 2012 Cumartesi

I'm Back!

To contact us Click HERE
Ok....so sorry.  I know it's been forever since I posted anything.  (Since July, as a fatter of mact, but who's counting?)  I have absolutely no excuse, so I won't even bother.  My dearest friend told me recently that I should get back to it, and she was right.  So.....hi.

I'm still toiling away in a restaurant 5 days a week, cooking at home every night, and as food obsessed as ever.  Good to know some things never change, right?  I am currently sitting with my coat still on after a day at work, wrestling with my two latest culinary dilemmas.  First is dinner tonight.  A simple thing, really, if you're not as anal as I am, but for me, it involves hours of running different scenarios and ingredients through my addled brain.

I took some nice looking steaks out of the freezer this morning, thinking that the weather and temperature would be ideal, finally, for throwing them on the grill.  Alas....the fifty mile an hour winds are making me think again.  Even if I did manage to get the silly thing lit, I'm certain the only thing that would get a nice char on it would be my roof, helped along by the sparks picked up by the breeze.  Okey dokey....plan B.

Except...I have no plan B.  I am a steak snob (no, really?) and I hate to think of broiling them instead of getting that wonderful charcoal flavor.  Sigh.  I also picked up some mushrooms and orzo from the store, but haven't yet figured out how I want to to put them together.  Damn me and my random cravings.  The Man won't be home for a while, so I have a little time, but still.  I hate not having a plan.

The second problem is packing picnic food.  Not a huge problem, but a problem nonetheless.  The Boy, the Grammy, and the Nephew are heading to Florida on Friday.  They're driving straight through, and plan to stop only to refuel the car.  So they need food, and food that will please both the Grammy and a couple of teenage boys with absolutely no nutritional conscience.  I had initially thought of egg salad, but the Grammy said she was making some deviled eggs, and I think the egg intake should be strictly limited for 3 people who will be stuck together for 16 hours in a compact car.  I won't be there to experience the horror, but I can't subject my loved ones to something like that without a twinge of guilt.  So....no egg salad.  What to do?

My plan, for the moment, is to refill my wine glass, sit in the peace and quiet of my momentarily empty home, and devise a plan.  I promise you that, by tomorrow, I will have brilliant ideas in place, along with pictures of my expertly executed results.  Right.  All I can promise is that I'll let you know, good or bad, what happened.  Thanks for tuning in.

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Hello! I have not disappeared off the face of the earth :) I've received quite a few messages and comments lately wondering if I'm going to continue the blog. I am!!! I've been taking a little break since my last post in mid-January. I was finishing our first year of homeschool and gearing up for my last season teaching survival swim lessons in Pensacola. This swim season was even busier then last year and then in June we had a new baby girl :)

Liadan Allison Laura, 1 week old
I took 3 weeks off then taught 3 more weeks of lessons before we left Pensacola to move to Japan! We're taking a circuitous route to Japan via Rhode Island and England because Matt has a class he has to take and then we're taking an extended vacation. It's always an adventure in this house!! I hope to be settled in Japan and blogging again by the end of October. In the meantime I'm going to be enjoying having nothing to do all day but hang out with my three favorite little people. Look for me in October!


P.S. Aren't these pics of my kids awesome?!?! I know I'm a little biased of course :) But if you live in Pensacola and want awesome pics of your kids/family/dog/business/wedding/etc like these ones, contact my awesome friend, Elishia, with EBouley Photography at 850-686-5580 or EBouleyPhotos@gmail.com. You won't be disappointed!