Showing posts with label what's cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what's cooking. Show all posts
Monday, April 29, 2013
Stomach Bugs Make Everything Bad
Well, that title should elicit a big ol' "DUH" from anyone reading this. (Or, as my nine year old has started saying, "Duhr!") Stomach bugs do make everything bad. I came down with something yesterday and it knocked me flat on my ass. All told, I think I ate a little cereal, a little applesauce, a banana and then a little of my mom's home cooked chicken pot pie and a salad (because by dinnertime, I was actually sitting upright and keeping food down). Today has been better, but I definitely don't feel "normal" and I definitely don't feel like cooking, much less eating. Thus, I am not sure what is on the menu for tonight. I am thinking it will be something REAL easy, like Baked Ziti (that I will try to sneak some spinach into). I STILL have the Tamale Pie on my menu for this week and I STILL didn't use those freaking poblanos, so it may just be a little blander for the lack of [rotted] peppers included in it. We will see. I know that my stomach won't take anything really spicy right now, so it looks like Baked Ziti or, hell, grilled cheese sandwiches if I really don't feel well at 5 pm. Neither sounds remotely tasty to me right now, but I am pretty sure my kids will eat it without complaint. Winner.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
What's for dinner?
That is a question heard in my house at least a couple of times a day and I employ a variety of responses based on my mood. These are...ahem...loosely paraphrased, of course:
Freaking Fantastic Mood:
Child 1: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "A delicious dish concocted by your mother, the professional chef, filled with an incredibly delectable combination of nutrition and flavor which will expand your ever-growing little palate while filling your tummy and nurturing your soul!"
Child 2: "Yeah, but what's in it?"
Child 3: *cries and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Decent Mood (most frequently occurring and generally employing full disclosure):
Child 2: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "Chicken/steak/pasta with ___________ (often a vegetable that is detestable to at least one of the three of them: spinach, kale, asparagus, mushrooms, etc.)."
Child 1: "Ugh! I don't like that! I don't want to eat that!"
Me: "I know, but it is good for you and it is what we are having for dinner."
Child 1: "Can we have bread with it? If not, can we have dessert if we finish it all?"
Child 3: *laughs and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Freaking Foul Mood:
Child 1: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "Food."
Child 2: "Ha ha. What kind of food?"
Me: "I am not sure yet, but it will be food that you can and will eat."
Child 3: *screams and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Despite my (current) decent mood, I actually don't have a specific answer to the inevitable question this afternoon. I thought I had purchased enough early in the week to have leftovers for dinner this evening, but apparently I underestimated my family's appetite for chili and cornbread. If I had to make a guess, dinner will probably be something like grilled cheese sandwiches or pancakes because our current pantry stock is not offering me much by way of choices. I don't think it matters - either of those "meals" will be very welcome in our house: very few ingredients which are completely identifiable by the children and which take very little time for me to throw together. Win-win, man. I take 'em when I can get 'em.
Freaking Fantastic Mood:
Child 1: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "A delicious dish concocted by your mother, the professional chef, filled with an incredibly delectable combination of nutrition and flavor which will expand your ever-growing little palate while filling your tummy and nurturing your soul!"
Child 2: "Yeah, but what's in it?"
Child 3: *cries and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Decent Mood (most frequently occurring and generally employing full disclosure):
Child 2: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "Chicken/steak/pasta with ___________ (often a vegetable that is detestable to at least one of the three of them: spinach, kale, asparagus, mushrooms, etc.)."
Child 1: "Ugh! I don't like that! I don't want to eat that!"
Me: "I know, but it is good for you and it is what we are having for dinner."
Child 1: "Can we have bread with it? If not, can we have dessert if we finish it all?"
Child 3: *laughs and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Freaking Foul Mood:
Child 1: "What's for dinner tonight, Mommy?"
Me: "Food."
Child 2: "Ha ha. What kind of food?"
Me: "I am not sure yet, but it will be food that you can and will eat."
Child 3: *screams and throws something at me while plotting to throw all of it on the floor for the dog*
Despite my (current) decent mood, I actually don't have a specific answer to the inevitable question this afternoon. I thought I had purchased enough early in the week to have leftovers for dinner this evening, but apparently I underestimated my family's appetite for chili and cornbread. If I had to make a guess, dinner will probably be something like grilled cheese sandwiches or pancakes because our current pantry stock is not offering me much by way of choices. I don't think it matters - either of those "meals" will be very welcome in our house: very few ingredients which are completely identifiable by the children and which take very little time for me to throw together. Win-win, man. I take 'em when I can get 'em.
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