Snapshots: Easter Prep

Happy Easter! We spent much of yesterday preparing for today, including . . .

Dyeing eggs.

This year I just used the light green eggs that were in the ones I get from my friend, rather than buying white eggs at the store. Because I use natural dyes--beet juice, curry powder, and paprika powder--they don't get as dark as if we were using one of those kits. That plus the green eggs made for some pretty subtle colors, but that's okay. They're still good for the egg hunt.

Poppy volunteered to iron the linen napkins for me.

She prefers to do this on the floor.

I had my nimble-fingered children help me skin a lot of chickpeas in preparation for making the hummus that will be a part of our Middle Eastern Easter dinner.

Middle-Easter dinner? No? Okay.

I made a pie. 

Strawberry-rhubarb. The rhubarb is up in the garden but not big enough to cut yet. I used the last bag in the freezer from last year's rhubarb for this pie.

And of course, I arranged the Easter flowers for church. That took a long time, as always. I'm going to do a whole post about that on Tuesday, but for now, here's the mess I made on my floor while I was doing it.

I just let the leaves fall where they may while I was in the middle of it and cleaned up later.

Because I just buy pre-packaged bouquets of flowers at Walmart and then take them apart to arrange them, I always end up with some that just don't fit with the arrangements I'm making. I had quite a few that I separated into different vases at home.

The tiny jar was for Poppy's dresser.

Well, I guess I can show you some of the church flowers, since I didn't really arrange these ones much. This year I bought some potted flowers and set them up in front of the Holy Family.

We can plant the hyacinth and tulip bulbs in our garden after I take them out of the church. 

There you have it! My Easter preparations, snapshotted.

Friday Food: Finger Salad

Friday 

Short version: Scrambled eggs, macaroni and cheese from a box, frozen peas

Long version: Talk about a low-effort meatless meal. However. 

Both of my friends with many chickens gave me a lot of eggs this week, so I had about seven dozen eggs in my refrigerator to use. And the lady at the post office asked me to take the rest of the excess commodities things that were sitting in the post office lobby. That included two cases of macaroni and cheese.

Sounds like dinner to me.

Green peas to relieve the overwhelming yellow and orange of this plate.

Saturday

Short version: Meatloaf, mashed potatoes, collard greens or still-frozen green beans

Long version: The collard greens were the ones I harvested before our vicious cold in January. Those who do not care for collard greens--that is, everyone under 18 years of age in our house--had the still-frozen green beans.

Sunday

Short version: Chicken and rice burritos, collard greens or still-frozen green beans, baked fruit with cream

Long version: The child with the delicate stomach was ready to start eating some solid food. The least-challenging solid food is rice. I had a container of chicken stock I had taken from the freezer that also had the chicken I had pulled off the bones when I made the stock. I used that to make rice with nothing else except salt added, so it was very plain chicken and rice.

For everyone else, I used that chicken and rice to make burrito filling by adding salsa, pinto beans, frozen corn, spices, and cheese.

The baked fruit was two quart jars of apples and one quart jar of pears, just baked with extra spices. I added a bit of maple syrup, too, when I served it. Plus cream on top, of course.

Monday

Short version: Chicken fried rice, crepe cake

Long version: I used more of the chicken and rice to make the fried rice, which also included onions, frozen green peas, some leftover cooked collards, a small bag of beet greens that had been hanging out in the little freezer for a long time, and a little bit of dandelion greens I picked by the back steps. Plus eggs, of course.

I mostly used the dandelion greens because Poppy is always unhappy to see collard greens in anything, even if she can't taste them. But she does love dandelions. When I told her there were dandelion greens in the fried rice, she was so pleased that she didn't remark on the collard greens. She doesn't love fried rice much, in any case, but she was happy I used some of the dandelion greens.

The many shades of green before the rice went in.

We had quite a few crepes left that A. had made after church on Sunday, and I had made strawberry jam, so I layered a few of the crepes with the jam and whipped cream for a much-appreciated Monday dessert.

Tuesday

Short version: All the leftovers, baked beans, and testing treats

Long version: I got home from First Communion class with Poppy and started pulling everything out of the refrigerator. I had just enough leftovers for everyone. I had some more or less plain ground beef I had cooked just to add to my salads that I used to make sloppy joe sandwiches for two of the children. There wasn't actually quite enough meat for that, but I had made baked beans earlier to use up some of the MANY cans of pinto beans the post office lady asked me to take*. I mixed some of the beans in with the meat for the sandwich filling.

I had a bit of that, too, with a little of the leftover chicken and rice.

The other two children had leftover meatloaf with leftover mashed potatoes mixed with cheese.

A. had meatloaf with some of the chicken rice topped with baked beans.

The older boys had standardized testing this day, and had been grumbling that the little kids always get treats when they have to test, but no one gives the older kids anything. So I had promised them I would make them a treat. I made crispy rice treats. And of course, everyone got a couple, not just those who had to take the PSAT this day.

Wednesday

Short version: Hamburgers and baked beans at home, sandwich and salad on the road

Long version: I went to a track meet in the afternoon. There was ground beef in the refrigerator, which A. used to make hamburgers for the four at home when he got back from his afternoon school bus run.

I brought a salami and cream cheese sandwich for the trackster to eat in the car on the way home. He ate that first, and then spent the rest of the ride home eating from the giant container of honey-roasted peanuts I had bought at the grocery store before going to the track meet. That will certainly replace any calories burned while running.

I had the salad I had brought with me. 

In my lap in the car, as always.

I realized when I got to the track meet and was preparing to eat it before going into the meet that I forgot a fork. Usually I have plastic utensils in my car, but those apparently had all been used and not put back.

Curses.

I spent a minute pondering my options: Hike to the meet and try to get a fork at the concession stand, wait to eat until I got home, or eat salad with my fingers.

I went with the last one. 

I did forgo the dressing, to make it less messy. Thankfully, the pickled beets and onions mixed with the egg yolks made a dressing of a sort. It wasn't too bad, actually, although I'm glad no one saw me.

Thursday

Short version: Baked spaghetti

Long version: This day was very busy, with a trip to Walmart to get the flowers for the Easter altar arrangements, a school event from 4:30-6, and then Maundy Thursday Mass at 7 p.m. I was planning to get a rotisserie chicken at Walmart to help me out with dinner, but they didn't have any. Boooo.

So instead, I used the one can of chicken breast I had in the pantry, plus broken spaghetti, tomato sauce, cooked onions from the freezer, spices, and some of the shredded asadero cheese from the freezer to make a casserole that A. heated up in the oven when he got home. Oh, and I also added some of the chopped collard greens that were in the refrigerator. I blended those into the tomato sauce with my immersion blender so they were indistinguishable from the spices.

Sneaky spaghetti.

That was hot when we got home so anyone who wanted it could eat before we went to church. The kids had eaten a lot of snacks at the school event, so they weren't all that hungry, but they ate some, anyway.

Refrigerator check:

Okay, your turn! What'd you eat this week?

* Excess commodities food often gets left in the tiny lobby of our tiny post office, and she really wanted it out of her way. So I ended up with three dozen cans of pinto beans.

A Vegetable Lull

The current contents of my refrigerator crisper drawers include five medium carrots, two mini bell peppers, and the last few small interior leaves of romaine lettuce. It has been two weeks since I have purchased any fresh produce at a store, and even that was just a minimal stop at a very small store in a very small town.

And yet, I eat salad every day.

I have been doing this by eking out my remaining lettuce with chopped collard greens from the freezer and relying on pickled beets and onions as other add-ins, besides the carrots and mini bell peppers.

Last night's salad before adding the pickled beets from the jar.

Similarly, vegetables for the rest of my family have mostly been coming from the freezer.

Last night's fried rice included frozen peas, collard greens, beet greens, and a few dandelion greens I picked by the back steps.

There's still cooked cabbage, squash, green beans, peas, and corn in the freezers. There is sauerkraut from what I canned last summer in jars on the office shelves.

We have zero fresh fruit right now, but I do still have canned apples and pears and applesauce. Plus some store canned peaches.

It has been a recurring event in my adult life to have periods of time where the stock of fresh produce in my house is very low, but it doesn't really bother me. It's just part of living really far from stores. And it's why I keep fall-back vegetables and fruit in freezers and jars.

Anyway, it just makes it that much more exciting when I do finally get to the store and come home with such thrilling things as oranges, bananas*, and cucumbers. It's the little things in life.

* My children do actually consider having fresh bananas to be a notable luxury. Low standards, as always.

Snapshots: Many Spring Things

 

Spring on the peach trees.

Spring on my table.

Spring in the garden as A. uses the propane torch thing to burn the emerging weeds.

Spring for the dogs, who are spending a lot of time lying around in the sun and rolling in dirt and dead leaves.

I subbed for a couple of hours in the preschool room on Wednesday, where I spent much of my time playing with one of the students in this bean table.

It's like a water or sand table, but with pinto beans. Much easier to clean up.

Poppy got home from school on Thursday and created the following visual of the days of the school week:

Looks about right.

And last, today is Palm Sunday. Our church is ready.

Waiting on Easter.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.

Friday Food: Lady Day Waffles

Friday 

Short version: Fried seafood, baked beans, potato salad, carrot slaw, frozen grapes

Long version: My friend was getting their whole cow for the freezer and found some things in her freezer she didn't have room for and didn't want to cook. She gave those things to me, and one of them was a bag of shrimp. We still had a bag of "octo-mari" in the freezer, which I think are big squid tentacles cut to look like calamari. A. loves these sorts of things deep fried, and he is our fry cook, so I suggested that he do that for this Lenten Friday.

I invited our priest and his brother to join us for dinner, which of course all had to be meatless. Thus, no bacon in the baked beans. I used slightly more molasses in them, instead. It has a little bit of a smoky flavor, and the beans turned out well.

I made a classic American potato salad, with the pickles and hard-boiled eggs and all, though I don't use quite as much mayonnaise as most recipes call for, and I do add mustard.

I was going to make coleslaw, but absent any cabbage, I made carrot slaw instead. This is just shredded carrots and finely diced pickled onions with my coleslaw dressing, minus the celery seed.

Our guests aren't eating added sugar during Lent, so I didn't make a dessert. I did have quite a lot of green grapes, however, that were not going to stay good for too much longer. Since it was a hot day, I decided to freeze them individually on a baking tray. I put the whole big bowl of frozen grapes on the table and they were all gone within minutes. A perfect non-dessert dessert.

Saturday

Short version: Leftovers, sandwiches

Long version: Our family went three different ways this day, two to Albuquerque, two to an FFA contest, Poppy and me to the Peewee basketball tournament. We stayed there until late afternoon. Poppy ate two pieces of pizza there and wasn't hungry for dinner. I didn't eat there and was starving when we got home. I had leftover potato salad and carrot slaw.

I had thought everyone else would eat before coming home, but two of the boys were hungry when they got back. One had a grilled cheese sandwich with leftover baked beans and carrot slaw on the side. One had a grilled salami and cheese sandwich.

Sunday

Short version: Lamb chops, deluxe rice, caramelized onions, green salad with vinaigrette, gingerbread with whipped cream

Long version: This was the first meat we tried from the two wethers A. and I butchered on Thursday.

Ready for the freezer.

I marinated the chops in olive oil, vinegar, and garlic powder and then just pan-fried them. The meat on wethers tends to be quite good, and this was no exception. 

Quite small.

I didn't make a sauce for the chops, but I had just enough caramelized onions from the steaks we had awhile ago to put those on the lamb chops.

The rice was deluxe because I fried it in butter with spices (thyme, cumin, paprika) before adding chicken stock to simmer it in. I also put in a little bit of tomato paste. It was very good.

Poppy made the gingerbread. It, like her famous brownies, calls for melting butter rather than whipping it with a mixer. Much easier for her. I read the recipe to her and helped her measure the molasses, but she otherwise did it herself. Hooray.

Monday

Short version: Pizzas, carrot sticks, ranch dip, leftover gingerbread

Long version: One cheese, one pepperoni.

All good.

I was informed this was the best pizza I have ever made. Too bad I just wing it every time, so the odds of exactly replicating this are low.

Tuesday

Short version: Leftover pizza, scrambled eggs, peaches with or without cottage cheese, fried egg sandwich

Long version: The older two boys were gone on an FFA trip, and there was enough leftover pizza for those at home if I supplemented with scrambled eggs for A. Which I did.

I didn't really have a good vegetable option, so we had peaches instead. Because I buy the peach slices in heavy syrup, these are more like a dessert, but always appreciated. Some people like them with cottage cheese; some like them plain.

One of the FFA boys was hungry when they got home, so I made him a fried egg sandwich. I have plenty of eggs on hand because my one friend brought me four dozen eggs the day before from her plethora of chickens, and then my other friend sent two dozen eggs home on the bus with A. It is definitely Egg Season.

Wednesday

Short version: Chili, corn tortillas with cheese, Lady Day waffles

Long version: It was almost 90 degrees this day, which made chili seem a little strange. However, I had made it the day before because I knew I was subbing at school at the end of the day and wouldn't be home to cook dinner. Thankfully, our house hasn't heated up to the point that eating chili was punishing.

The waffles were just from the last of the batter I had made in the morning for breakfast. I do not typically make waffles on weekdays, but this was the feast of the Annunciation, when the angel Gabriel appeared to Mary and revealed to her that she would be the mother of Jesus. This has been called Lady Day for centuries, and apparently in Swedish, the word for Lady Day and the word for waffles are so close that Sweden now celebrates it as a national waffle day.

I thought this was funny. Also a good excuse to have waffles. There was just enough batter to make one more waffle for everyone after dinner, and then they got to choose what to put on it. Two chose butter and apricot jam, one chose butter and powdered sugar, and one chose peanut butter. 

Thursday

Short version: Chili+rice+cheese, applesauce and cream

Long version: It actually was 90 degrees this day, and I did not want to cook much. I had some chicken stock in the refrigerator, with which I made rice. Then I just dumped in the leftover chili and some shredded cheese to all heat together. 

Sloppy, but tasty.

I gave the child with a delicate stomach just rice cooked in chicken stock, with butter, and then he got some of the applesauce I canned last fall. It didn't seem very nice for him to get applesauce and no one else got any, so I opened another jar and everyone got some. Much happiness.

Refrigerator check:

Okay, your turn! What'd you eat this week?

A Dangerous Discovery

When my children got home from their trip to Arizona to visit family, they presented me with a bag of kettle corn my mom had sent home for me.

I love kettle corn. Like, a lot. It checks all the salt/fat/sweet boxes that make something taste good to me.

I did send a jar of it with each of the younger two children to be their school snacks a couple of days, but then I ate the rest of the bag all by myself. Which is what I do when given access to kettle corn.

Popcorn, however, is a pretty healthy snack all in all, and I thought maybe I could make something like kettle corn that would satisfy my desire to eat something sweet without going overboard on the sugar.

I make popcorn on the stove in a big saucepan. Typically, I pop the popcorn in the pan, dump it into a bowl, and then put the butter right in the very hot pan to melt before drizzling that over the popcorn and then salting it. 

To make something like kettle corn, I figured I could just add my very dark maple syrup to the pan before the butter, and the maple syrup would quickly release most of its water content on contact with the hot pan. Then I could add the butter, etc.

That is what I did, and it did indeed work quite well.

But then, of course, I had kettle corn. A lightly buttered and sweetened kettle corn, to be sure, but still the salt/fat/sweet popcorn that is so hard for me to stop eating.

I fear I did not. I managed to put a few cups in a jar for one child's snack. But I, um, ate the rest of the batch. It was like five cups of kettle corn. 

The only survivors.

So I will not be making it again unless all of my children are home to eat it before I do, but now you know: Homemade kettle corn is easy. And addictive.

Snapshots: Spring Heat

Friday was the first day of spring, and the table flowers celebrated accordingly.

Peach blossoms and daffodils. I won't cut anymore peach branches, because I want the blossoms to turn into actual peaches, but I couldn't resist just a few for the first day of spring.

The weather has felt much more summer than spring in the last few days, though. It was about 90 degrees at the track meet I went to on Thursday.

And so of course I had to wear a long-sleeve shirt and dorky hat. Because I do not care about being stylish if it comes with a crispy sunburn.

Yesterday was 92 degrees. A. and one boy went on a school trip to Albuquerque. The older two boys went a different direction for an FFA contest. The two groups all left early in the morning, about two hours apart, so I made them all get all their clothing and so forth ready to go the night before.

Ironed and waiting.

This left Poppy and me home alone. We went to the Peewee basketball tournament so she could see her friends play.

And so they could play on the playground between games. I finished my book under these trees.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.