LV likes to remind us that he ate rice every day growing up, but I feel like I ate pasta every other day growing up (and almost every day in 2003 after my mom bought me enough boxes to fill a large suitcase). So I made muffins with all the strawberries we had in the fridge. Everyone wins.
I get a lot of hits from people looking for crab salad on Google. Here you go, people. Scrappy loves her crab, and you all love your crab salad searches... (This looks amazing as a thumbnail. Use at about 75 pixels wide.)
There was plenty of mushiness leftover from the night before to be it's own sort of weird stew. I don't know it looks any more appetizing, but LV said I had to take a picture of my lunch.
I wanted to use up the vegetables (zucchini, asparagus, cherry tomatoes, onions...) the night before in a big omelet or something, but we only had five eggs. So, this night I threw all the vegetables in a pot to simmer in beef broth. I knew the asparagus might turn icky, but I didn't really care; enough salt and pepper can help you forget the texture of stringy vegetables falling apart. That and a love of rainbow sherbet. After being warned that there wouldn't be time for Baskin Robbins if Scrappy spent two hours making faces at the mush, she ate everything green on her plate.
Unsure of what to do for dinner and lacking the desire to go to the supermarket, we made breakfast for dinner. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, and turkey ham. I should have waited until we added syrup to take the photo--that always looks better.
So, I was out peddling my portfolio, which meant left LV alone to get dinner started. About 5 p.m. I received a voicemail hoping that I was close by so I could work my magic to make the salad tasty. Luckily, I was about two stops away.
We still had lots of Ritz crackers and the grocery store still had cherry tomatoes and cucumbers on sale, so we had chicken fingers with veggies again. LV was not about to complain.
The day after I made a giant slab of steak charred the way LV likes, Glamour or Good Housekeeping showed up in the mail to remind me that red meat and blackening food lead to cancer. Mmm...
Black berries and peaches were on sale this week and the pork was about to expire, hence, grilled pork covered in peaches, black berries and honey. Although, we bought the honey a really long time ago, so it was mostly a solid brick. I ended up sprinkling maple pepper all over for flavor. LV said it was good. I was more excited about all the leftover fruit.
