Friday Food: My Refrigerator Is Way Full

Friday 

Short version: Breakfast burritos, grape tomatoes

Long version: A long day at the county fair means I don't want to cook a lot for dinner. I just microwaved a few potatoes until they were soft, then fried them in a pan, in which I also scrambled eggs and added salsa and grated cheddar cheese. This filling went into flour tortillas heated up on a propane burner.

The addition of potatoes to breakfast burritos is key, by the way. It makes the texture better, and also makes them more filling.

Saturday

Short version: Gyro rice, pickles

Long version: The longest day of the fair, and also the day we eat in between the rodeo and the dance. Everyone is always very tired this day, including me, which is why I make it as easy on myself as possible to provide dinner.

I had a quart container of the gyro-spiced ground beef in the freezer, as well as a quart of chicken broth in the refrigerator. In the morning I made rice with the chicken stock, and then at dinnertime, I just mixed in the ground beef to that, heated it all, and added feta cheese.

Surprisingly good. The feta helps a lot.

Sunday

Short version: Grilled steaks, leftover rice, grand champion leeks, coleslaw, grand champion gingerbread with whipped cream

Long version: I built this whole meal around the leeks that I had entered into the fair. They were the grand champions in the agricultural products division, so obviously they were special.

I sliced them and fried them in butter before adding the juices from the chicken I had cooked the previous week and simmering them until they were completely soft. Then I added cream. Stewing them this way is the best method for cooking leeks, in my opinion.

They don't look like much, but they sure do taste great.

The leeks were perfect with the steaks, which A. grilled for me.

The coleslaw ended up being more involved than I had anticipated. I typically use pickled onions in it, but I was out of those and had to make some. I was also still out of mayonnaise, so I used the last of my canola oil to make some of that, too. Annoying.

The gingerbread was Poppy's prize-winning fair entry. She was very proud of it, as well she should be.

Monday

Short version: Hamburger steaks with milk gravy, leeks, mashed potatoes, leftover coleslaw

Long version: I think what I typically make is more like a hamburger steak than Salisbury steak, given that I don't use any binders. I think? I don't know. Basically giant hamburger patties with gravy. Always popular, in any case.

I used some of the leftover leeks in the gravy. An excellent addition.

Gravy everywhere.

Tuesday

Short version: Leftover meat, fried bread, carrot sticks

Long version: I had enough leftover steak and hamburger steaks to parcel out, and almost enough mashed potatoes. Two people had fried bread instead of potatoes.

Wednesday

Short version: Omelets, fried potatoes, cherries

Long version: I had to drive this day to town to buy a new washing machine.

BOOO.

Our commercial Maytag only lasted four years. After last year's miserably long period of tub laundry and laundromats while I waited months for it to get fixed, I decided it wasn't worth doing that again.

It broke Tuesday. I was in the van less than 24 hours later to buy another. This time I got a Speed Queen. Any bets on how long that will last?

Anyway. I went to Walmart while I was in town. I had planned to buy a rotisserie chicken for dinner. They didn't have any.

Sigh.

I hadn't taken any meat out to thaw, but I did still have large quantities of eggs. Eight dozen, to be exact. Certainly enough for omelets.

I cooked a package of bacon and put some of that in the omelets, along with cheese. In the one for A. and eldest, I also put in the last bit of an onion and some diced tomatoes.

I also microwaved a few potatoes and chopped those to fry them in bacon fat and butter.

Not pretty, but tasty. As usual.

I didn't feel like bothering with a vegetable. But I had bought cherries at the produce truck--actually an old school bus, because this is New Mexico--in town.

Fruit is the new vegetables. Or something.

Thursday

Short version: Ham, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, bread and butter, watermelon

Long version: I can't remember if it was A. or I who bought a whole ham awhile ago, but we have certainly not had any weather that has inspired me to turn on the oven and bake it. 

However! 

The ham was fully cooked, so I just cut some thick steaks off it and pan-fried them. This made the unpleasantly pink and wet ham much better.

Needs browning.

I got the corn on the cob from the produce bus, too, as well as the watermelon. It was a really good watermelon.

Refrigerator check:

The chaos that results from four gallons of milk, 2/3 of a giant watermelon, and half a ham. Don't worry. It will clear out quickly.

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

Magic in the Air*

Another county fair has come and gone, and we have covered ourselves in glory once again.

Or at least got some ribbons.

Lemme show you!

The first day of the fair is just a day for entering the projects in the community building and dropping off animals for showing. We don't show animals, so for us, it's just bringing in our projects.

This year, that was gingerbread, a purse, and a watercolor painting from Poppy. 

Please enjoy these awkwardly-cropped photos that got rid of the names of our county and the children.

She actually sewed this just randomly for her best friend (by hand, with no pattern or anything), and then when she needed a fair project, I suggested she enter it before giving it to her friend.

And her watercolor.

As you can see, her gingerbread won grand champion in the child's baking category. She was very proud of this, particularly because my buckeye brownies only got first place, not grand champion.

Not-champion brownies.

It was kind of funny that the judges' notes on Poppy's gingerbread included the comment that it had a strong molasses flavor and she might consider substituting some honey for the molasses. We do not agree with this. It's supposed to have a strong molasses flavor. But to be fair, it's also supposed to be eaten with whipped cream, which we could not give the judges, so that affects the flavor, too.

Anyway.

I also always enter whatever I can get from the garden. This year, that was leeks, carrots, and garlic.

All prettied up for judging.

The leeks won grand champion in the agricultural products category.

I also always enter something canned. This year, the only thing I had was some rhubarb jam. I brought it, but it was literally the only thing entered in the canned goods category, so they didn't bother judging it.

(I should probably note here that our county is very small, which means our county fair is very small. Like, VERY small. I think there were only a dozen entries total this year in baked goods, and only a few people entered vegetables.)

One boy chiseled a cross into stone.

This didn't really place, but I feel like that's because the judges have no idea how difficult this is to do.

And another boy did a collage from "Fur, Fish, Game" magazine.

Featuring many dead animals, because that's what the magazine is about.

A. entered a watercolor flower, too, which got first place.

So! Very successful, yay us, etc.

The second day of the fair is most of the animal showing. We don't show animals, but many of the children's friends do, so we always go to watch them manhandle goats and steers in the ring. I didn't take any photos of that this year, though.

The third and final day of the fair is my kids' favorite. It starts with the parade. This year, the older two kids were on the FFA float, so it was only the younger two picking up candy. There was a lot of candy this year, thanks to the many political candidates who were campaigning.

Never any chocolate, though, because it's way too hot at the parade and chocolate would just melt.

The next exciting thing is the rodeo. Before the riding events, which my children do not participate in, they have a couple of fun activities for any kid. This includes goat dressing, which is catching a goat and getting a t-shirt over its head. Also the calf scramble. This is in a large pen where all the kids go and they release several calves in with them. The calves have money rubber-banded to their tails. The kids chase the calves and pull the money off their tails. This is actually really hard, and somewhat perilous, as the calves have been known to kick, or to turn and run down their pursuers. I've never seen anyone get really hurt doing it, though, even the littlest kids.

The dance at night is the last fair event. I always take any kids that want to go. We only stay a couple of hours, because we have church early the next morning. They always get a live band, which I particularly appreciate. Everyone knows how to two-step, so everyone, from little kids to elderly people, dances. Parents dance with their children, brothers dance with their sisters. It's fun.

It takes place in the same pavilion the livestock are shown in. Properly cleaned up, of course.

And that was it for this year's fair! It's always a very tiring three days, but they are some of my kids' favorite days of the year and they're already looking forward to next year's fair.

* Lyrics from this Chris LeDoux song, which we always have to listen to as we drive to the county fair.

Snapshots: An American Life

 I have some pictures from the county fair, but I think I'll save those for Tuesday. Here's what else we were up to this week.

A sunrise football practice for our new football player. Good thing I wake up stupid early every morning.

Poppy helped me make some sauerkraut this week. I didn't grow any cabbages this year, so I just bought a few organic ones at Walmart and used those.

An American boy with the American flag.

A bit moodier, this one.

A. was gone all week in New York, leaving the rest of us as shepherds. The complete lack of rain has meant that there is no grass left in the pastures, so we've been letting the sheep out in the evening to graze the roadsides. They mostly will come back on their own before sundown, but they needed a little help a couple of days.

I prefer to do my sheep herding from the car.

A new lamb was born while A. was gone, bringing our lamb count this year to seven: four girls and three boys.

Young lambs sleep so heavily they look dead, which is always concerning.

Slightly older lambs, more alert.

And last, say hi to the horses.

There you have it! My life, snapshotted.