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Single Mom Chronicles May 13th 2019

Single Mom Chronicles May 13th 2019

Wilted lettuce salad.  Sounds kind of unappetizing.  But if your kid isn’t into roughage, this salad is for you.  The ingredient list is short and cheap.  Just the way I like it.  Gramma used to make this salad after a morning of having bacon for…

Home Cured Ham

Home Cured Ham

Yes, I know.  Lately it’s been all things pork.  Well we have a lot of pig!  Thanks Jessie!  Not that I’m complaining.  And I certainly never get tired of pork.  So, if you’re sick of pork then just go away.  Because you’re raining on my…

Single Mom Chronicles April 13th

Single Mom Chronicles April 13th

I’m late.  Again.  In more ways than you know.  Ha!  Ok, enough about my meno.  When I’m not sweating, I’m freezing.  I’m over it.  I’m over so many things.  Like dishes.  I think every single parent knows the perils of cooking at home when it comes to dishes.  It’s like, you work all day at some thankless crappy job to come home and do more thankless jobs….cooking and cleaning.

Then your kid/s have the nerve to complain about dinner.  Seriously?  Eat the food Tina!  Lucky for me, I was a bit late to the Let’s Have A Kid game show.  Shocking, I know.  I had the opportunity to watch my friends have kids and then watch my friends hilariously navigate the picky eater obstacle course.  Which isn’t funny when you’re in it.

I decided to steer my kid away from indulging in pickiness about food.  It saved my sanity many, many times.  And I managed to eliminate a host of food issues from our lives that I saw other parents struggle with daily.  I made the decision early on to make my life as a single parent as easy possible.  And growing up, I ate what was put in front of me.  Because there was nothing else.  And I was hungry.  My kid never knew what it was to be hungry.  I made sure of that.

How’d I do it?  I simply did not allow my child to not eat what I cooked.  Period.  There were no other options except one.  Canned spinach.  Breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  Don’t like what I made?  Eat canned spinach.  Worked like a charm.  My kid tried to play chicken (pun intended) with me one time.  Just once!  Hunger took over and he ate the meal I cooked…two days later.  I won’t not throw away perfectly good food.  And that was the end of that.

Where was I?  Oh right….dishes and single parenting.  Sigh.  Today, I whip out paper plates when I’m sick of washing dishes.  As a single mom, five bucks for paper plates was not a thing.  I washed everything.  I know, I know…make the kids wash ’em!  Right.  Maybe if you can afford to replace dishes once a week or like eating off of greasy plates maybe.  Or if you love nagging at the end of very long work days.  Not me.  It was just easier to do them myself.  Still is, to be honest.  Plus, homework.  Blah.

Focus!  I became the master of the one skillet, one pot, one sheet pan/casserole type dinners.  Gramma used to make this kielbasa potato thing I loved, probably because it was soaked in fat.  It rendered out of the smoked sausage and soaked into the potatoes.  It was fantastic and one of my favorite ways to eat potatoes.

I’ve made this dish my whole life and it has evolved with me over the course of decades as my life changed.  It started the way she made it, with added oil in a skillet.  I stopped adding oil.  For awhile, I was adding garlic and sometimes I added onions.  Then I started baking it so I could stop standing at the stove monitoring the skillet.  Hubs and I have thrown it onto the griddle out in the garden.  He loved this stupidly simple dish the second I introduced it to him.  Gramma would have loved him.

Most recently, Elizabeth (as you all know) wrapped it in bacon and added cabbage to the mix.  I discovered that I love cabbage with it!  Gramma would have loved her, too.  They could have been sewing buddies.  I riffed off Elizabeth and made it as a sheet pan dinner last night complete with the cabbage.  It was perfect!  The whole thing took fifteen minutes to put together and it cooked for about half an hour~ish.  I actually wished I’d had more cabbage.

The ingredients list is short.  I’m cheap, so I wait until the sausage goes on sale.  Hey, I save a buck!  Cabbage, potatoes, and peppers are also inexpensive.  Sometimes the little picnic sweet peppers are cheaper than the large bell peppers, so I use those.  One day, I’d like to try it with jalapenos or something.  One sausage, one bell pepper, and three or four potatoes easily feeds two people. If you fry it in the skillet, use russets.  If you bake it, use red potatoes.  I’d like to try it with hashbrowns another time.

Anyway, the whole thing costs under ten bucks and sometimes half of that.  You can’t beat it as a single parent.  If you do it sheet pan style you’ll have less dishes.  A lot less.  That works for me!  Much love, from a woman who survived single parenthood mostly intact.  I was lucky, though.  I came from a very long line of single mothers.  Some of us did great!  Others of us….not so much.  I gave it my all.  And that was all I could do.  In between bites of gramma’s kielbasa, of course.

Kielbasa And Potatoes

Ingredients

  • 2 polska kielbasa sausages sliced
  • 1 head green cabbage cored and sliced into thin~ish wedges
  • 6 small ~ish red potatoes cut into fourths
  • 1 or 2 bell peppers sliced or 1 bag mini peppers cut in half
  • Cooking spray
  • Salt and pepper to taste

Instructions

  • Preheat the oven to 375.  Line a baking sheet with foil for easier clean up.  Arrange the vegetables and potatoes on the baking sheet and spray with olive or canola oil and season with salt and pepper.
  • Tuck the sausage slices around the vegetables.  Bake on the center rack for 30 minutes.  If the potatoes aren't fork tender, cook for another 10 minutes or so.

 

Trader Joe’s And A Steak

Trader Joe’s And A Steak

I have a bit of a condiment problem.  I collect, covet, and borderline hoard condiments.  I’m often heard exclaiming about a found bottle of catsup or whatever that I thought I was out of.  Vinegars?  I got twenty.  Oils?  So many.  Hot sauces?  All of…

The Mackerel’s Happy Accident

The Mackerel’s Happy Accident

I was having one of those days where the simplest things went wrong.  The parchment paper wouldn’t tear.  My fancy egg container didn’t fare well in the dishwasher.  I couldn’t open anything.  The gas tank was left to me empty and I had food to…

My Stuffed Pork Loin

My Stuffed Pork Loin

Fewer things bring more joy than a perfectly cooked pork roast.  It should be juicy and have crispy browned textures all at the same time.  I love doing this roast with pork belly, but a whole pork loin is hard to pass up.  Sure, it’s a humble cut, but I like to dress it up.  It’s a bit of work, but if you give yourself plenty of time it won’t be stressful.

You could be lazy and just cut the loin on one side down the middle and stuff it like that and be done with it.  I prefer to butterfly it out and then roll it up.  It’s a lovely presentation with the stuffing swirled in the middle.  And it flavors the meat more thoroughly.  I’ve done it a myriad of ways….most recently was with a cherry bread crumb stuffing for Amanda’s French themed birthday party.

This time, I did a fennel, garlic, apple, and rosemary combination.  I jammed that junk into the food processor and then I sauteed it in some butter and slathered it all over my butterflied pork loin.  I wrapped it in bacon, tied it, and brushed it with maple syrup….not to be confused with maple flavored corn syrup.  Please don’t use that stuff.  Gagomatic.

I rather liked it.  Even though traditional Americana type food is my least favorite (but still above Indian food) I think I’d make it again.  That’s the cool thing about  a pork loin…it’s a blank canvas.  And it’s reasonably priced to feed a crowd.  If you’re not feeding a crowd, you can cut that sucker up into three family of four meals and do it three different ways…stuffed, chops, or a simple roast and the flavor combinations are endless.

My Stuffed Pork Loin

Ingredients

  • 1 Fennel bulb trimmed and chopped bulb only
  • 2 green apples cored and chopped
  • 1/2 cup fresh rosemary destemmed
  • 2 large cloves elephant garlic chopped
  • 1 stick butter
  • 1 full pork loin about 8-10 lbs
  • Kosher salt
  • Fine ground black pepper
  • 1 lb bacon
  • 1/4 cup maple syrup

Instructions

  • Preheat the oven to 350.  Pulse the apples, garlic, rosemary, and fennel until fine minced.  Saute on the stove on medium high heat with the stick of butter for about 20 minutes or until the butter is absorbed and mixtures starts to brown and stick.  Stir regularly.  Season with salt and pepper.  Set aside.
  • Butterfly the pork loin along the length of the roast twice.  Pound any thick parts to flatten it a bit.  Spread the cooled mixture evenly over the entire butterflied pork loin.  Roll the pork loin back into one long roast.
  • Wrap the entire roast with bacon slices.  Fasten the bacon to the roast with kitchen twine every inch or so.  Trim off any extra twine.  Brush the whole top of the wrapped roast with maple syrup.  Bake in the oven for about an hour give or take about 10 minutes.  Rotate the roast half way through cooking.
  • Rest the roast uncovered for about 15 minutes and slice into one inch thick slices.  Arrange on a platter and pour the pan juices over the top and serve with a smile!
Ratatouille In Style

Ratatouille In Style

Ratatouille is one of those dishes that has a million variations.  Sauce or no sauce?  What kind of sauce?  Peppers or no peppers?  Some even have potatoes!  Sliced or chopped, baked or simmered, the list goes on and on.  I personally prefer a tomato and…

Instant Pot Pork Tacos And A Can Of Coke

Instant Pot Pork Tacos And A Can Of Coke

During the week, I like to keep it as simple as possible.  We happen to be sitting on a surplus of pork and we had been running around doing errands.  I cut a roast in half, browned it in the Instant Pot with some onion,…

Living Room Do Over

Living Room Do Over

As many of you know, there are aspects of this house that we live in that would make one think you had actually stepped into a slide out in an RV whilst in our living room.  A slide out in an RV from the eighties, perhaps.  Many friends have asked if this house was actually a mobile home.  Even I asked that when I moved here.  We just chuckle and say no.  But someone worked really hard to give it that trailer park feel of despair.

Because it did have that mobile home feel to it.  Maybe it was that doctor office faux dropped ceiling.  Or maybe it’s the indecisive mismatched wall paneling slathered all over perfectly fine walls, dripping in gobs of also mismatched wood trim pieces.  Someone actually made lights out of soda cans.  I’m not kidding.  Don’t even get me started on the drapes of doom….completely covered in giant roses of mauve and teal from some hospice somewhere back in 1981.  That was all topped off with some really old, really dark, really decrepid bachelor furniture.  What there was of it.  You see what I have to deal with?

In the past three years, I’ve been tackling it a little bit at a time.  I started with the furniture.  Rather than buying new, I’ve redone some of the existing pieces.  For now.  I prefer vintage furniture myself, so I’ve been procurring a piece here and a piece there.  During snowpocalypse, there was literally nothing to do, so I ripped down the hospice ceiling and the drapes of death.

The big reveal was that there was a perfectly fine ceiling behind the hospital panels.  A quick asbestos test at a lab revealed we weren’t going to die.  The next step is tongue and groove pine planks for the ceiling and then I can focus on the walls next.  For the life of me, I can’t imagine why anyone would slap mismatched wallboard on perfectly fine walls.  Maybe they were bored.

Elizabeth took on the challenge of me and my horrid drapes.  And my horrid attitude to match.  I do not come from the land of drapes.  I come from the land of vertical blinds and shutters.  I know nothing about drapes.  I don’t even like drapes.  Or curtains.  It’s hard to get excited about installing something you don’t like in the first place.  But Elizabeth was patient.  At times she was curt, but patient nonetheless.

No, I do not want that rod.  Why does the rod need to be placed there when I want it here?!  I don’t like the ring thingies.  Or the clip thingies.  Drapes have all this lingo that I don’t understand nor want to learn.  Elizabeth dragged me through it kicking and screaming.  Oh the patience that woman displayed.  Thank goodness for the wine.  I think we learned something about each other through that experience.  I learned of her tremendous patience and she learned that I sometimes need to find out for myself rather than take someone’s word for it.  Some would call me difficult.  Ha!

Last week, I stumbled upon what I call the pineapple couch while tooling around with Amanda to all the antique shops downtown.  Of course I snagged it!  I even found an additional set of china that is the exact same set as my mother’s wedding china.  I snagged that, too.  Both were insanely cheap.  The old bachelor couch went to one of my step daughters and the pineapple couch moved in.  With Elizabeth’s drapes behind it and the hospice trailer park feel gone, the room is shaping up and starting to feel more like me.  Yes, I know there is a blanket on the seat cushions.  Hubs made fun of me.  But we have small sticky people and a cat that gets pukey.  So we have to suffer the blanket covered seat cushions.  We’ll all get over it.

Elizabeth was gifted some pink chairs that she passed onto me and I jammed a sixties era coffee table I found in between them.  Now me and the girls can actually hang out in the living room instead of being forced to socialize at that battered kitchen table with the hard and uncomfortable bistro chairs I hate.  I love the light and airy feel it has now.  Can you tell I love throw pillows and blankets?  And look at those fabulous pussy willows from Elizabeth’s garden!  Amanda and I each got a giant bunch.  Thanks Elizabeth!

You can see influences from several of my girlfriends.  There’s a throw blanket and a picnic basket from Jessie.  Books, candles, and poetry from Amanda.  Pillows, pussy willows, drapes, and a garland from Elizabeth….and the pink chairs!  There’s several pieces of furniture that Kelly made over for me…the big coffee table, the armoire where I house all the towels and sheets, and the side table.  There’s several decor items I scored on outings with Pam.  There’s still so much work to do.  I’m just chugging along.  Speaking of chugging…is it time for wine yet?

The Bee Problems Have Arrived

The Bee Problems Have Arrived

Notice anything wrong in that picture above?  No, it’s not out of focus and this isn’t a post about pruning.  Yes, the flowers ARE so beautiful!  But there’s no bees.  Not a single honey bee in the blooms.  I thought maybe they might just be…