I'm having a hard time keeping up lately... and it's not because I'm eating PB&J sandwiches (or ramen... whatever is your definition of Not Cooking.) I'm here... I'm cooking... I'm being constantly called to "play ah-side, Mama, c'mon, play ah-side! Let's go!" "Ah-side" translates to "outside" for anyone that didn't catch it.
We play, we eat, we play, we eat, at no point in there do I get to sit down for more than 5 minutes.
So, here you go... the meals I've missed posting about (that were worthy of mention):
Smoked pork.
There are few things in life easier or more delicious than smoked pork. It's the Grill Geek's domain, so I know little of how it's done. But in three hours he turned a rather inexpensive chunk of meat into crusty, salty, marvelous deliciousness. Our Little Guy ate more than either of us... that's how good it was. We served it with roasted beets and biscuits. We were supposed to also serve beet greens, but... I forgot. The Little Guy woke up from a nap and... well... things got crazy.
Hamburgers, pan-fried due to a schedule-conflict with the Grill Geek. The greens I was supposed to cook the night before (kale and the greens from the beets). Oven fries and mayonnaise. No, I'm not Canadian. I just really hate ketchup.
Grilled rockfish, atop lettuce and red cabbage (dressed with vinegar and olive oil), with rice and grilled zucchini. Quite yummy.
Fajita/Taco Things. I over-crisped the tortillas, forgot we were out of lettuce, and didn't have time to make guacamole. So... I topped them with some microgreens we had from Greenling. They were good. Chewy, but good.
What WOULD Bekki Eat?
Well, I'll start with what I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't eat margarine. Or tofu. Or lowered-fat anything. Olestra is right out. Hydrolyzed, isolated, evaporated, enriched, or chocolate flavored "phood" won't pass these lips.
What will I eat? Real food. Made-at-home food. Food that my great-great-grandmother could have made, if she had the money and the time. And if she hadn't been so busy trick-riding in a most unladylike way.
What will I eat? Real food. Made-at-home food. Food that my great-great-grandmother could have made, if she had the money and the time. And if she hadn't been so busy trick-riding in a most unladylike way.
Friday, April 11, 2008
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About Me
- Bekki
- Tejas, United States
- I am many things... all at the same time. (No wonder I don't get much done!) I am a wife to a retired infantryman, mother of 3, stocker (and stalker) of the fridge, passionate fan of food, nutrition, ecology, coffee, wine, and college football. I love all things witchy and piratey. I often cook with booze. I feed stray cats. I don't believe in sunscreen. I don't like shoes and really hate socks. And I currently can't eat any gluten, dairy, eggs, soy, coconut(!?), or sodium metabisulfite (aw, shucks, no chemical snackies.) Sometimes even citric acid gets me. But only sometimes.
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I hate ketchup too. Have you ever tried fries with mustard? Eric turned me on to that little trick. And of course the bestest dip ever is homemade bbq sauce. :)
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