Enough of the Freezer

I was tired of defrosting and reheating things. It was time to make a real dinner. But a dinner that required very little prep work and activity from me.

Heat and Serve

In August we stocked up the freezer. There just isn't enough variety in delivery, I wasn't sure anyone would feel like cooking, and I hate the, "Do they take credit cards?" question (because it's always no and then the next question is, "Do you want to go get cash?"

Hospital Food

I didn't make dinner on the 10th. Or the 11th. Or the 12th. I went into labor on the 10th and delivered our baby boy six minutes past midnight. Yay for a long weekend in the hospital with other people bringing food to me.

Fajitas

Again, another meal I didn't document earlier in the summer, but did here. Probably just trying to assert that I was still in the kitchen every day, making dinner, even though I'm heading into the last days of my pregnancy and should be doing nothing but eating ice cream.

Grilled Pork

This is one of those meals I didn't bother to document earlier in the summer, but it just looks so darn colorful and cute here, right?

Steak and Yellow Rice

Mmm... This is one of those sat-in-the-oven-for-a-really-long-time-at-a-really-low-temperature steaks. Tasty.

Sausage and Peppers

It had been a month? (I can't believe this is becoming a staple.)

Fried Chicken

This is frozen fried chicken paired with homemade coleslaw and Grands biscuits. "Homemade" amounts to adding my own vinegar and mayonnaise, etc. to the pre-shredded bag of cabbage. And somehow it all tastes fresher than fast food...

More Salad

This is what happens when I go shopping at places where I like the produce--we end up with salad as a dinner twice a week. Poor LV...

Grilled Chicken Salad

Red onions? I don't remember buying red onions...

Steak

While I spend a lot of time in the kitchen as a pregnant woman, I find myself fixing fewer and fewer dinners that I care to share with the world. Easy does it these non-airconditioned days...

No, I didn't make this

Yay for baby showers! Lots of leftover cake and lasagna and other goodies to keep my growing belly happy. No cooking for me!

Sausage and Peppers

I think I grilled this batch of sausage on the Forman with less cursing, fewer pieces getting stuck to the grill and then popping off onto the floor. Or just plain burning myself when trying to sweep all the pieces into a bowl or plate.

Grilled Chicken and Walnut Salad

Ooh, this looks good. So fancy with the baby arugula and all.

French Dip Sandwiches

If it didn't use so many dishes, I would probably make this all the time.

Chocolate Chip Cookies

It was our week to bring snacks for our birthing class. I thought I could make chocolate chip cookies and they would be as big a hit as the time I whipped up a batch for a Fourth of July party. That didn't happen at all. I didn't set out the butter early enough to let it soften. Then I melted it in the microwave. Then I substituted spreadable fake butter. The cookies looked like puddles when they came out of the oven. Gross. I freaked and asked LV to pick up a tray of vegetables instead. He bought some cookies, too.

Fajitas

That cheap little packet of fajita seasoning mix was calling to me. Mmm...

Grilled Pork

This has to be my plate. LV is no fan of peas.

Burgers

The local grocer sells ground beef in huge family packs. More ground beef means more burgers...

Breakfast for Dinner

When we went grocery shopping that afternoon, the idea of breakfast sandwiches for dinner struck me as a great idea. Two bites into my sandwich, I didn't think they were such a great idea anymore. Two or three years ago, my dentist pushed me into getting an inlay to replace a porcelain filling. The dentist before him had said I should get a silver filling--porcelain doesn't last, she said. But I grew up with my mom always showing me how horrible her mouth looked with so many silver fillings. Being vain, I chose porcelain, which, like the first dentist warned, didn't last. The second dentist swore inlay was better. Being uninformed, I went with the inlay. (Though, seeing as my insurance didn't want to cover it, I should have asked more questions.) Two bites into my sandwich, I heard a horrible crunch. What I thought was a white fleck of fat actually turned out to be a chunk of bone. Sweet. That inlay was no match for it.