Archives for May 2007

I’m Still A Smidge Giddy From The Thrill Of It All

Hey.

You know those people who hate to shop? Who dread looking for new clothes with every fiber of their beings?

I’m SO not one of them.

Not by a long shot.

And this morning, my husband said, “why don’t you go buy something for yourself? Something pretty. Some clothes for vacation.”

Mainly it was because he would rather put nails in his eyes than try to buy clothes for me – especially for Mother’s Day – but his approach worked perfectly for me because HELLO, HE TOLD ME TO GO SHOPPING. BY MYSELF. WITHOUT OTHER PEOPLE. ALONE.

Really, I had no choice but to comply with his wishes. Because I AM JUST THAT SELFLESS, PEOPLE.

Plus, there were bargains to be had.

So I had them. Or have them, as it were.

Because I bought them.

And the bargains are with me now. In my house.

Y’all won’t believe the skirt I found for $7.99.

SEVEN-NINETY-NINE.

Pictures coming soon.

Function Over Form

1) Thank you so, so much for all the great recipes y’all have shared! I’m going to look at all of them a little more closely this weekend and plan what to try next week…Alex and I went to the grocery store this afternoon, and I’m now sufficiently stocked in both pantry items and poultry items that I think I’ll be able to propel myself out of my kitchen-related slump. Tonight I actually uttered the words, “Supper’s ready,” and D. said, “You cooked? Wow!”

2) Anyone know what to do for a dog who’s terrifed of lightning and yelping up a storm? Because I have a yellow lab who is beside herself right about now…the word “inconsolable” comes to mind.

3) Barb’s grandson – and his mama and daddy – could use our prayers.

4) I don’t know if y’all heard, but there’s a new grandmama in Arkansas this week. Diane was the very first person outside of my friends and family members to find my blog, and she has such a sweet, tender heart…I can’t even imagine how much she’s loving rocking that new grandbaby, and I bet this will be her most special Mother’s Day yet.

5) Tonight after supper (DID I MENTION THAT I COOKED?) I let Alex have a cookie. He took one bite, looked at his daddy, then me, and said, “OH, Mama and Daddy. I LOVE SUGAR!”

The child gets it honest. That’s all I’m sayin’.

Yes, I Can Appreciate The Irony

Now I know that I’m the same person who just yesterday posted five different ways to clog your arteries during the early morning hours.

But put me in the kitchen past 11 AM? And I am in a major cooking slump. Maaaaajor.

Unprecedented, in fact. At least for me.

Because aside from all the food that I cooked last weekend for our company, I’ve cooked, oh, twice in the last two weeks for our family. At least I think I have. But it might just be once. I’m not kidding.

And so, for supper, we’ve been eating fine fare like oatmeal, grilled cheese, cereal and peanut butter. If it were just D. and me, I wouldn’t worry about it, really – but I’m a little afraid that Alex is going to start to think that Pringles are one of the four major food groups, and I have GOT to do better. Got to.

The problem isn’t that I don’t want to cook. The problem is that I am SO STINKIN’ SICK of all my usual recipes. I just can’t fix another chicken casserole with a Mexican flava, another Italian-esque ground beef delight, another noodle and cream-of-something combo. And I need some new recipes to light my culinary fires, as it were.

So will you help me, internets? If you have a favorite recipe that doesn’t fall under the categories listed above – and especially if you have a great crockpot recipe (anything I can make ahead of time IS MY FRIEND) – would you leave said recipe in the comments? Please? For me and for all the other internets, too?

I’ve gone to all my usual sources for inspiration…but the recipes either look like a variation of everything else I have, or they’re far too complicated to make when I have a four year old begging me to go to the park or play bowling on the Wii or sit in the floor and stare at him while he bounces up and down on a plastic bin that contains all of his size 18-24 month clothes.

Not that all of those activities aren’t absolutely thrilling, of course.

So on behalf of my family, I thank you in advance. I especially thank you on behalf of D., who just ate Fruity Cheerios for the third night in a row. Fruity Cheerios sent to me for bloggy review, by the way.

Because apparently I can’t even muster up the will to, you know, buy food anymore, much less cook it.

Help me.

Don’t Read This Post If You’re Hungry

A few days ago I got an email from Cindy, a sweet reader in Texas who had recently read my post about my aunt and my cousin coming to visit this past weekend, and she wanted to know if I’d share some of my make-ahead breakfast recipes.

To which I replied: “Um, YEAH!”

Because I don’t mess with Texas, y’all.

I’ve posted a couple of these recipes before, but they’re so delicious that I just had to include them again. And you can make all of these ahead of time, which makes cooking breakfast for company so much easier. Add a little fresh fruit and some hot coffee, and you’ll have a meal that almost any guest will love.

And if they don’t love it, they can just, you know, leave.

KIDDING!

Cheese Grits

4 cups chicken broth
4 cups water
2 1/2 cups Quaker Quick Grits (not instant)
1 tsp. salt
1 stick butter, divided
6 oz. Velveeta*, cubed into small pieces
4 eggs, beaten
1/2 tsp. garlic powder (optional)
2 cups sharp cheddar cheese, grated and divided
paprika for garnish

Bring salted water (along with half a stick of butter) to boil. Gradually add grits, stirring constantly. Once grits have been stirred into water (no lumps), reduce heat to medium, cover, and cook for 5-7 minutes.

While grits are cooking, cube Velveeta, beat eggs, and spray casserole dish with Pam.

When grits are done, remove from heat, and incorporate remaining butter, Velveeta, and one and a half cups of the grated cheddar cheese. (I usually test to see if more salt is needed at this point.)

Temper your eggs by stirring about a quarter cup of grits into beaten eggs…then transfer egg mixture to grits mixture.
Stir well, making sure everything is blended.

Pour grits into casserole dish, top with remaining grated cheese, sprinkle with paprika and bake at 375 for 30-45 minutes.

* – If you don’t have Velveeta, then just substitute regular sharp cheddar. My husband actually likes the grits better that way.

Kim’s Breakfast Casserole

I know there are tons of recipes for this casserole, but I think this one is the simplest and the best.

1 stick of margarine or butter
6 slices of bread (wheat or white – and I leave crusts on)
1 lb. of pork sausage
1 lb. of shredded mild cheddar cheese
6 eggs
1 pint of half & half
1 teaspoon salt

Brown the pork sausage and drain the grease. While it is browning…melt the stick of butter. Dip the bread in the melted butter to cover both sides of the bread. Place the bread in a 9 x 13 dish sprayed with PAM.

When the sausage is browned, spread it over the buttered bread in the pan. Sprinkle the cheese over the sausage. In a blender, mix together the 6 eggs, the half & half, and the salt. Pour this mixture over the cheese.

Cover tightly and place in the fridge for 8 to 24 hours (at this point it can be frozen). Bake at 350 for 45 minutes.

Apple-Craisin French Toast Casserole

from allrecipes.com – and I’m actually making this one for our praise team at church this weekend

1 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1/2 cup butter, melted
3 apples – peeled, cored and sliced
1/2 cup craisins
1 (1 pound) loaf French baguette, cut into 1 inch slices
6 eggs, lightly beaten
1 1/2 cups milk
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
2 teaspoons ground cinnamon

Grease a 9×13 inch baking dish. In a large bowl, mix together brown sugar and 1 teaspoon cinnamon. Mix in melted butter. Stir in apples and raisins until evenly coated. Pour into prepared pan. Arrange bread slices in an even layer over apples.

In the bowl, whisk together eggs, milk, vanilla and 2 teaspoons cinnamon. Pour over bread, making sure every slice is fully soaked. Cover with aluminum foil, and refrigerated overnight.

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Remove dish from refrigerator while the oven is heating. Bake covered for 40 minutes. Remove cover, and bake 5 minutes. Let stand 5 minutes before serving.

Granite Steps Coffee Cake

1/2 cup packed light brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 (12-ounce) can buttermilk biscuits
1/2 cup (1 stick) butter, melted
1 cup quick-cooking rolled oats
1 1/2 cups fresh or frozen blueberries
1/2 cup sugar

Preheat oven to 375 degrees F.

Generously grease a 9-inch square baking dish. In a small bowl, combine brown sugar and cinnamon and mix well with a fork. Separate biscuit dough into 10 biscuits. Cut each biscuit into quarters, and dip each piece in melted butter and coat with brown sugar mixture. Arrange in a single layer in baking dish. Sprinkle with 1/2 cup of the oats.

Combine blueberries and sugar in a bowl and toss to coat. Spoon over oats and biscuits and sprinkle with remaining 1/2 cup oats. Drizzle remaining melted butter on top. Bake for 20 minutes or until cake is golden brown and center is done. Cool for 20 minutes. Serve warm.

Crescent Roll Breakfast Casserole

1 12 oz. package bacon, chopped and fried (reserve about 2 Tbs. of bacon grease)
2 packages fresh sliced mushrooms
2 packages crescent rolls
8 large eggs, beaten
2 cups Pet milk (Pet milk is a brand of EVAPORATED milk that we like in the South):-)
2 cups milk
2 cups shredded Swiss cheese

Cook bacon pieces. Drain on paper towels. In reserved bacon grease, saute’ mushrooms until they lose their firmness (about 8 minutes). While mushrooms are cooking, press crescent roll dough in the bottom of a large (around 10 x 13), greased casserole dish, making sure that you press all the seams together. Depending on the size of your casserole dish, you may have a little bit of dough left over.

In a separate bowl, combine eggs, Pet milk, milk, and cheese. Set aside.

Scatter bacon and mushrooms on top of the crescent roll dough. Pour egg / milk / cheese mixture on top.

Bake 15 minutes on 325 degrees, then 35-40 minutes on 300 degrees.

Dinner Date

Every Tuesday night one of my best friends and I meet for supper – with kids in tow. It’s a great chance for us to catch up over chips and salsa while the children work diligently to see who can spill the most queso dip all over the table.

It’s fun. You should join us.

Last week my friend NK’s younger child needed a nap more than she needed to eat out, so they had to cancel. I decided that it would be fun for Alex and me to still go to dinner together, so we headed to a neighborhood deli for a little mama / son date night. The atmosphere might not be so great, but I knew the company would more than make up for it.

Once Alex had his cheese pizza and I had my salad, we started covering some of his favorite conversational topics: friends, Mickey Mouse, monsters, VERY VERY BIG MONSTERS, and SCARY! GIANT! MONSTERS! THAT GO! RARRRRRRRRR!

Eventually Alex decided that he was more interested in eating than talking, and I found myself staring at the little man as he devoured his pizza, wondering what he will look like when he’s older. And it occurred to me, as I watched him, that he’s going to grow up, and I cannot stop the process.

Before I knew what hit me, my eyes filled with tears. All I could think about was how the little man’s cheeks are thinner by the day, how his ankles are now slim and defined, how his calves have muscles instead of squishy rolls of baby softness. And with everything in me, I wanted to stand up in my chair and say: PEOPLE, WHAT IS UP WITH NOT BEING ABLE TO STOP THE CHILDREN FROM GROWING UP? IT MAKES ME VERY SAD.

You should probably keep in mind that I’m the same person who cried when I filled out a form for Alex’s Mother’s Day Out last week, because it’s the last form I’ll ever fill out for MDO since he starts preschool at a different place this fall, and clearly I am far too emotional and unstable to be a voice of reason in terms of this whole children-growing-up thing, and perhaps I should look into a prescription for a light nerve pill of some sort.

Anyway.

When I finally composed myself at the dinner table, I decided, right there on the spot, that since I don’t have the superhuman power of stopping time (sadly, I can only melt steel with my eyes and create wind where there once was none), I might as well embrace the fact that Alex can’t stay four forever. So I turned to him, determined to look his future square in the eye, and said, “Alex? What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Without missing a beat, he said, “Oh. A fireman.”

We talked about firemen for a couple of minutes, and then Alex grabbed my hand mid-sentence, looked straight in my eyes, and said, “Hold on, Mama. Just a minute, Mama. Hold on.”

“What is it?” I replied.

“Mama? Well, Mama? I just want to be Alex when I grow up. I just want to be Alex, Mama.”

And the tears, they started again.

I have no idea what Alex will look like when he’s older. I don’t know what he’ll do for a living, who he’ll marry, or where he’ll live.

But I do know one thing.

If, above all, he can “just be Alex” as he makes his way through different ages and stages?

Well, I think that’s the very best plan for the future that I’ve ever heard.

AI – Top 4

OH, how this stage in the AI game makes me jump for joy…everyone sings two songs and everybody’s really talented and the only thing that would make the prospect of tonight’s show any better is if I had a chocolate fountain on my coffee table and a very long straw with which to drink All The Chocolate Goodness.

(sidenote: I haven’t had refined sugar in about a month now. And you know all those people who say that if you give something up for 28 days you’ll eventually form new habits and not miss the old stuff? THEY’RE A BUNCH OF LIARS. So I’m a wee bit fixated on chocolate, and right now I’d like nothing more than a dark chocolate brownie with milk chocolate chunks and chocolate sauce on top, along with some Hershey’s Kisses. But other than that I’m not thinking about chocolate at all.)

So.

Is there a TV show I’m supposed to be talking about or something?

I’ve lost all train of thought.

Melinda Doolittle

“Love You Inside And Out” – Of course she sounded great, and when she hit that bridge I knew she was in her element…that’s when she really made it her own. I don’t love this song by any stretch of the imagination, so while I can’t say it was one of my favorite Melinda performances, it was good.

“How Can You Mend A Broken Heart?” – Now y’all know that I love me some Melinda. But I was bored during this performance, honestly. And again, that’s not so much a reflection on her as it is on the song itself. I love what she did with the last third of the song, though…but on the whole, she’s way better than tonight’s performances indicate.

Blake Lewis

“You Should Be Dancing” – Honestly, the falsetto creeped me out a little bit (she says, ducking for cover). But I’m wondering if I’m going to love any of tonight’s performances because I’m not exactly sure that the Bee Gees’ songs stand the test of time in terms of entertainment value. I’m just sayin’. And as for Blake’s beat boxing, it was pretty cool for about two seconds, and then I just wanted him to stop it, already, because it’s getting a little old.

“This Is Where I Came In” – It was just aight for me, dawg. It sorta felt like a bad 80’s song – and the tempo was just weird. It wasn’t slow, it wasn’t fast – and I’m pretty sure that it lasted forever. But that’s okay, because it gave me more time to think about chocolate.

LaKisha Jones

“Stayin’ Alive” – I liked this version of the song – WHO KNEW it could be such a sassy anthem? That being said, I think the song got in the way of the performance for me. I almost feel like she didn’t have much to work with – and because of that, she should’ve picked a different song.

“Run To Me” – I thought it was great. You can tell that her voice is hurting, but this was way better than her first song.

Jordin Sparks

“To Love Somebody” – On a completely superficial note, I wish she hadn’t done the whole dress with jeans look (why? BECAUSE IT IS TIRED). But I’ll forgive her because THAT WAS GOOD, Y’ALL.

“A Woman In Love” – Aside from the fact that this song BORES ME TO TEARS (Not a Bee Gees fan. Can you tell?), she did a great job with a sappy ballad.

Who should go? – Blake. *ducking*

Best of the night? – Jordin.

And to the AI producers: please, for the love of all that’s good in the world, NO MORE BEE GEES THEME NIGHTS EVER AGAIN. Thank you and good night.

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