Monday, February 21, 2011
1. Tuna fish: I've been trying to like this one for years. I even tried this recipe from this website that I love. I love everything in that recipe. But I ate a few bites and had to be done with it bc I couldn't stand the tuna.
Monday, February 14, 2011
A reminder...buy your love a Starbucks drink. It's totally romantic.
And to get in a romantic frame of mind, a clip from one of my top five favorite movies O.A.T.*:
My favorite part comes around the 1:05 mark. Hilair. If you know what movie this is from, I love you more than you could ever know. If not, find out and watch it.
*Of All Time.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Alternative titles: Where's the Beef? (Too cutesy, no?)
Beef. It's what's for dinner. (Too predictable.)
I currently have a freezer FULL of approximately 30 pounds of organic, grass fed beef. I have had this idea for awhile of buying a side of beef or a quarter of a cow but haven't really pursued the issue. Then this beef came our way and we were more than happy to accept (free beef!). A friend told us last night that once we ate this beef, we would never want to go back to buying beef from the grocery store. Which is probably true and I think that, at some point, buying a side of beef is something we'll look into more seriously. But in the interest of practicality isn't something we can do right now. We don't have a deep freezer or the space for one. But that's not really where I want to go with this post.
I like beef, but I don't cook a lot beef. I like chicken. I know chicken. Give me a chicken and I can turn out a masterpiece. My husband jokes that I don't even know what beef is. When I was pregnant with Kendall, I had a major aversion to chicken. I couldn't even say the word or hear other people say it without gagging. I'm pretty sure that was the happiest Colin has ever been because I was always cooking beef. But I digress.
So I have all this beef in my freezer. And internet, I'm not going to lie. I make an amazing brisket and an equally amazing roast so those cuts will be put to good use. But I have something like 8 t-bones and ribeyes and I have absolutely NO IDEA what to do with those. I've been doing some research and I feel no better equipped to make a decision on what to do with these. And I have some beef ribs and I'm not sure what to do with those. And then there is a cut I've never heard of (pikes peak roast anyone?). So I've been researching these cuts and recipes, etc. which led to me having a dream about beef last night. I was trying to cook a roast only I had none of the ingredients that I needed so I had to work with what I had. Not a bad idea for a cooking reality show, btw.
So if you have any insight into what to do with the following: Tbones, Ribeyes, Beef ribs (not short ribs...and I assume that it does matter but what do I know?) and Pike Peak Roast please share.
Monday, February 07, 2011
We survived the snow storm. Mostly. And just in time for another one! We all got some virus that has left us with sore throats, coughs, etc. We did probably the same things you did (ate, watched movies, read, ate, watched the kids perform various musical numbers on a variety of subjects, ate, and were generally lazy).
So I know that lying is very normal for a kid Cason's age. And his little lies usually don't bother me. Like when he tells me he has seen a preview for Despicable Me 2 (which, in addition to not being true, also shows our society's penchant for sequels). There's really no harm in that. Plus, the lines between make believe play and real life are fairly blurry to an almost five (!) year old. But sometimes...they're just hilarious:
Cason: What are we having for dinner?
Me: White Chicken Lasagna
Cason: I've had that before. I don't like it.
Me: Well that would be impossible because I've never made it before.
C: I had it at a friend's house.
Me: Which friend?
C: Oh, you don't know him.
Me: I know all your friends.
C: Ok, well, I didn't actually have it at a friend's house. I made white chicken lasagna by myself once.
Me: I don't think so.
C: Yes, I did. I did it when you and dad weren't watching me so you didn't know about it.
Me: I know that's not true.
C: Yes it is! I made it while you were asleep!
Me: I know that's a lie.
C: Then why did you let me keep talking?
Something about the thought of him making a lasagna for himself made me laugh. Hopefully he'll grow out of this at point.