Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Grilled - er, Burned Cheese


Grilled cheese sandwiches - they are one of my specialties (probably my only specialty if you ask my husband) and I rarely mess them up. Wheat, sourdough or sheepherders bread, buttered on the outside with smart balance or real butter (none of this margarine junk), shredded (this is key I discovered - to evenly melt it must be shredded) Colby and Jack, sliced green apples, Canadian bacon, layered and grilled evenly to perfection. Can't beat it. Add a little organic creamy tomato soup and you have yourself a perfect meal. At least to my 5 year old.

And then it happens. It has happened so many times before in my life. I left my post. Distracted by an idea or thought that popped into my head I walk away from what I am doing to do something else - always intending to come right back. It is then that the ADD gets the best of me. I have put carrots on to steam and forgetting walked next door to chat with the neighbor for an hour. I put things in the oven and NEVER set a timer. I make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and walk away with my sandwich immediately leaving jars open, bread out, and dirty knives laying out. The list goes on... I have been doing well lately, however. Tonight just humbles me and reminds me to focus.

In the end I did what any good mother would do. I scraped the heck outta those cheese sandwiches and served them up with a smile. Nobody complained. They knew better. Next time I won't walk away to check my email while I am making dinner - at least for the next few months I won't...

Monday, October 22, 2007

Jammin'



A couple months back (when the weather was still ridiculously hot) my sister Jenny was out visiting for a week. One of the highlight activities of her trip here was a jammin' session with our good friend, Shawn. The fruits of our labor yielded tons of jam, and I found yet another new hobby! Jenny and I found plenty of jam puns while we worked (which I have completely forgotten now) and managed to spend the whole afternoon with Shawn talking girl talk.


We look like a Williams Sonoma ad here, because, well, we are that good. Probably the fact we had those nifty green aprons on and we are standing in Shawn's to die for kitchen didn't hurt either. We got back to some real cooking and honest to goodness wholesomeness. My farm dwelling great grandmother would have been proud (even more proud when I made the buttermilk biscuits the next day to go with it). She probably didn't have a kitchen quite so well equipped in her day.


I got ambitious and stocked up on organic raspberries in the freezer. Now all I need is the water bath, the jars, the pectin, the rack and the special holder thing. But other than that, I am set. I am ready to jam. Jenny would say that it's more like I am in a jam. I have flagged the Ball website for my husband... We shall see.