Didn't I just say last week that it had been quite a week? Yeah. That, again. The fire is still burning to the south of us and I still have a bag packed with clothes and important documents in case we need to leave. But through it all, we eat.
Friday
Short version: Pork carnitas tacos, pinto beans, guacamole, cherry pie and vanilla ice cream.
Long version: My parents came for a short visit and brought enough avocados that we could make guacamole. And there was much happiness in the land.
The cherry pie was one of The Village Piemaker's pies that the lady who owns my parents' hotel-type thing always leaves in the freezer for them. I think the blueberry is actually better, but I don't really like pie, so who cares what I think.
Saturday
Short version: Leftover Italian sliders and pasta, garlic bread, sauteed greens
Long version: The greens were spinach and chard from my dad's garden. They were really, really good.
Sunday
Short version: Buckwheat waffles, strawberry milkshakes
Long version: Where is the redeeming nutritional value to this meal? Nowhere, that's where.
We usually have the waffles after church, but we didn't go to church this Sunday because A. and Cubby were in New York*. So I decided to make the waffles for dinner.
And of course, we had to have dessert, because it was Sunday. And I had just a little ice cream and just a few strawberries left from the huge quantity of fresh fruit my mother brought with her. And it was the fourth straight day of over 90 degrees with hideous winds.
I think you can see that strawberry milkshakes were inevitable.
One of the reasons A. went back to New York was to cut up the giant black walnut tree the MiL had taken down this winter. No one but A. would try to cut up a tree that size with nothing but a chainsaw, a sledgehammer, and some wedges. All these years later, and still Mr. Relentless.
Monday
Short version: Pork carnitas burritos, leftover roasted vegetables, leftover rice, sauteed spinach with cream, mason jar ice cream
Long version: My brother and his family stopped here for the night on their way to Minnesota to visit my SiL's family, so I put the pork in the oven in the morning to make sure I had something to feed them for dinner.
Had I been a really dedicated hostess, I would have made them corn tortillas. However, it was 80 degrees in my kitchen at 5 p.m. and I'm pretty sure standing at a blazing hot cast-iron griddle pan for 45 minutes would have melted me right into the floor.
I'll never make it as an abuelita.
The ice cream was the New York Times one that calls for shaking cream, sugar, and vanilla in a mason jar, then freezing. It tasted pretty good, but the texture was sort of odd. Kind of like frozen mousse. Thick, and a bit icy. I did one jar with plain vanilla, and one with cocoa powder added to the vanilla recipe, and they were both good.
Not as good as real ice cream, of course, but for those of us without regular access to real ice cream, it's a good thing to know about. And it's particularly good to do with a bunch of kids around, because they are all about both shaking things and eating ice cream.
Tuesday
Short version: Pasta, green salad
Long version: The pasta had the last of the meatball sauce from Saturday, a cube of the garlic scape pesto from the freezer, the last quarter cup of cooked spinach chopped fine, and some shredded asadero.
I had a salad.
Also worth noting: It never got above 78 degrees this day, which means my kitchen was not a sweat bath when we sat down to eat. How refreshing.
Wednesday
Short version: Leftover pork, leftover rice, carrots with ranch dressing
Long version: The only thing of note this day is that A. and Cubby arrived home late at night after a two-day cannonball run/drive home from New York.
I was very glad to have them home. It has been, as I noted above, a hell of a week, and I was not too pleased to have the family split up during it.
Thursday
Short version: Bunless cheeseburgers, fried potatoes, radishes and cucumbers with ranch dressing
Long version: Nah.
Okay, your turn! What'd you eat this week?
* Now you know why I went back into the chicken coop after being menaced by the snake: Because there was no one else here to do it. Had A. been here, you bet your sweet Caroline I would have sent him in there while I stayed cowering in the house.
5 comments:
Still saying prayers for you. Glad A. & Cubby made it back from NY.
leftover chicken parm. casserole, broccoli, brownie with strawberries
chicken, broccoli, rice, bacon casserole & green beans on the side
tuna salad sandwiches, chips
grilled cheese, sauteed mushrooms & spinach
fish tacos without the tortillas, sauteed mushrooms & green beans
salade nicoise, garlic bread
and tonight grilled hot dogs, homemade potato salad, baked beans
Linda
Hmm. Friday I had back to back doctor's appointments and ended up with Burger King drive thru. Saturday we had stuffed green peppers with mashed potatoes and salad, but the green peppers were so rubbery and tough as to be inedible. Sunday we had steak and heaps of cauliflower. Monday I had a brain fart and didn't take anything out to thaw, so BK again. Tuesday we had ham steak, mac and cheese/hash browns, and salad. Wednesday was blessedly cool and we had a nice beef roast with mashed potatoes and wax beans. Thursday it was pork chops with rice pilaf and cantaloupe that really needed to be eaten.
Cantaloupe is a puzzle to me. Half of the melon rots while the other half isn't ripe yet.
You planning any new furniture from that tree?
There weren't any specific plans for the wood. We'll see what the people who make furniture (my dad) have to say. Though honestly, we don't have much more room in our house for more furniture at this point, so it would be for other people, anyway.
"you bet your sweet Caroline", lol
Karen.
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