LV woke up early to make breakfast for me on my birthday--shopping for milk, slicing fruit, creating the perfect omelette. It was all very lovely and I had no complaints (except having to toast the not-so-toasty bread on my plate).
Then I made an ice cream pie... We completely forgot about it after I opened SingStar Pop. Scrappy went to bed, and then I realized that we hadn't taken out the pie. She had already sung Happy Birthday enough times I didn't feel like anything was missing.
Dill (foreground) and Sweet Basil (end) are growning well. Their sandwich bags can be removed for a few hours. Parsley is still too small. Chives grow below the surface, so I can't tell how they're doing. I only know that I don't see them. And their sponge hasn't taken up much water.
I got really wrapped up in updating my portfolio site and completely forgot about the water boiling on the stove. It occurred to me that I should probably add more water to the pot now that so much had been converted to steam, but I decided not to. A small silly voice in the back of my head said the rice would absorb the water faster if there were less water to absorb.
LV is never allowed to complain about how bad his rice is ever again. This was sooooo bad. White rice just shouldn't be brown and crunchy.
The broccoli was fine. (Though, not if you ask Scrappy.) The pork was better. (She brushed it with BBQ sauce before we broiled it.)
I don't think Scrappy ate dinner that night because she helped make it so much as she just needed to eat something that wasn't junk food. Her class trip to a baseball game that day turned into a parade of chips, pretzels,and popcorn followed by ice cream after school. (I was willing to get water for all those kids, but not Dippin'Dots. I still wanted ice cream after school.)
It's been a while since we made any Chef Boyardee at our house. A really long time in fact. When Luis asked me to combine the macaroni & cheese and meatballs in spaghetti sauce that were sitting in the fridge, that's all I could picture. He asked me if that was gross to combine the two. Um... Isn't that why The Chef is so popular with kids?
We thought it would be a good idea to plant something with Scrappy. Now we have a Chia Herb Garden. They make it hard to go wrong. Water the sponges (yeah, sponges), sprinkle the seeds, cover with a sandwich bag, wait.
We decided to start cooking regularly again, but we weren't looking to make life hard on ourselves so we bought some Perdue chicken that was ready to be thrown into salads or casseroles. The pasta & vegetables that LV had made in April was good, so I decided to try it again with fresh vegetables. I thought Scrappy might want to try the asparagus since she had added it to her book of vegetables (a collection of pictures she's cut out), but she ate only chicken and frozen veggies with her pasta.
I don't know why I wasn't around when dinner was being made, but I gave LV directions on how to make the pork with melon-tomato relish and how Scrappy could help. I got home late, dug right in, and then realized that it was really pretty and much better than the time I made it. After I said as much, LV argued it was much better when I made it. We decided that food is just better when you don't make it for yourself.
Yesterday I prepared a bunch of wings for the Mayweather-De La Hoya fight, but never actually put them in the broiler. After having LV cut celery and broil the wings himself, I've decided I could start some sort of prepared food business. Right after I get those photography and illustration businesses going... Side business or not, I still have another set of wings for tomorrow's 24/Heroes-fest.
I was still working on the photo/illustration thing when dinner time rolled around, so LV and Scrappy made pork and rice. I didn't cook it, so I thought it was wonderful.
I don't think I've given up cooking... I just have other things to focus on right now--like whether Ashley Tisdale's lyrics "You see my body, not who I am" make the kind of song I want Scrapy dancing around to. (I don't care if everyone else in 1st grade loves to dance and sing to "Sexyback," the song "He Said, She Said" is definitely not making it on the abridged version Headstrong.) But here we are with a grilled cheese sandwich as the only thing I've cooked in the past week. Wee...
