Word Of The Day: Cataract 07-10-21

Synonyms: waterfall, cascade, rapids, torrent, downpour, etc.

Dark blue.

Marks the start,

Of the the chaos.

The sky blue hue,

Means all sanity departs.

The sea foam green,

Shows it’s fits of anger,

Cascading down.

The mix of grey,

Only drifts between.

The white…

Might leave a frown.

But still you stay.

To see if danger,

Entrapped another stranger.

A cascading waterfall is beautiful, but also dangerous. So many colors, but also so many unknowns. It is it’s own beautiful chaos.

Just my thoughts after writing this poem.

Have a great Sunday. 💙

Digital Art
by emoly2jane
07-10-21

Journey With Cookbooks #19

So I volunteered to help decorate and set up our VBS at our church. I left at 3:30pm, and didn’t get home until 7:00pm. I had thought I would either come home to an already fed baby and hubby, with a slim chance there would be food for me too…!

Nope. Neither. The hubby didn’t feed the baby until I got home. And on top of that he was going to go to McDonald’s, but because of the fluke storm he didn’t. Which I am happy about. Watching calories and eating at McDonald’s do not go hand in hand.

Get my tunes going for this long night!

So I scoured the web looking for an easy recipe that would go well with baked fries. The hubby insisted on fries. Can’t blame him. They are delicious.

Only 2 reviews and 2 ratings…let’s try it.

I decided on chicken, because when it is frozen it defrosts faster than beef. Also since I chose chicken I needed a recipe with a cast iron skillet. So naturally I typed into google, “BBQ Chicken recipe in cast iron.” This one is what I chose.

Looks yummy!

I selected it mostly for the cook time. But did you see the time it was… 8:20pm. That’s when we were eating dinner. It took me about 1 hr to have dinner done. Not something you want to do after a long afternoon.

So the chicken.

The recipe called for 4 chicken breast, but I only ever use 2. I decided to cut them in half and half again. It gave me about 8 pieces. This way they would cook faster.

You rub garlic and salt all over the chicken. I must have looked like a strange person massaging the garlic and salt into the chicken. Haha 😂

I only cooked half at a time.

I didn’t want it to be too difficult to cook them evenly. Just took a couple more minutes than planned.

Fries in the oven.

There were a few waffle fries leftover and some other kind of fry that looked more generic.

The good stuff!

The recipe called for BBQ sauce…so I used our favorite. This BBQ sauce is Eli’s meaning of life. Haha 😂

Oooooo!

Yum, yum, yum! 🤤

🧐

It seems like some of the fries are gone… the hubby decided to test and make sure they were not poisonous. He gave the all clear.

Yummy!

I added a salad for a healthier look. But it is lettuce I grew from my garden! 😎

Look Like Photo: 9. I give it a nine because I didn’t have the chipotle seasoning which would turn the chicken the reddish hue. So other than the red it is similar.

Taste: The fries as always were delicious. 10 for the fries. The chicken was good, but it didn’t wow me. Maybe a 7 for the chicken. The chipotle seasoning probably would have helped. But it was healthier than McDonald’s.

Easiness: 10. The longest part was defrosting the chicken. It truly was a simplistic recipe. I know I said it took me an hour to finish dinner, but 30min of that was the defrosting part.

Overall a simple easy dinner. Which after the four hours of volunteering, that is what I needed.

Word Of The Day: Mulct 07-08-21

Synonyms: forfeit, defraud, trick, swindle, penalize, fine, deceive, punish, etc

Is this true?

How can it be?

Was I not the only one?

No; way more than two.

I was never set free,

Our life had just begun.

Did he ever try?

While I was flying high…

My love was deceived;

It was tricked, twisted,

Even swindled from my heart.

All was accepted and believed;

And yet,

It probably never existed.

I thought I was clever;

I thought I was smart.

Instead I’m left upset.

Was it not for forever?

I sit here,

My love slipping through my fingers,

The uncertainty fear,

Just lingers.

Everyone has experienced that relationship that you had full trust in and ended up being all a lie. I did.

My mom saw red flags, but I chose to believe it was right. Instead in the end, I was left questioning myself. At the time it hurt but looking back now, it was a great life lesson. Which for me, made me more picky and less gullible. Then I met the hubby! God made the hubby be the last one; so, that I knew he was perfectly made for me.

Those in the world who has experienced this. It is not the end. Everyone has that person. It will just take some time. I went through almost thirty, first dates…😳

Don’t give up. Just take it as a life lesson. Watch for the red flags. Also at least acknowledge, when you parent or friends around you makes a comment. 💙

Digital Art
by emily2jane
07-08-21

Journey With Cookbooks #18

I tried a new recipe. I asked the hubby…

“Any preference for dinner?”

“I really want some spicy fried chicken!! But I’ll wait for when we go pick up my parents.

“So any idea?”

Something spicy!”

So if you can tell by that statement…I choose a spicy recipe!

Spicy Mongolian Beef

The picture looks delicious! But I wonder how spicy is spicy….

Well…

I didn’t realize I was “doing a new recipe” until I was beginning the frying of the beef…so I have no photos of the process beforehand.

To sum it up: I used round steak; because that’s what I had. I thawed and sliced it in strips along the grain. I marinated it in 1 TBsp of soy sauce for 10-ish min. I then added and coated the meat with 6 TBsp of flour. It called for cornstarch, but I never have cornstarch. Then I prepared the pan for frying.

I already did the first round of meat!

I will say. I know understand why you use a wok. It’s tall, deep, and the oil that explodes won’t burn you. I got burned. Not bad, but wow did it make a mess. This was my solution…

It worked. But man did it hurt when the oil got me…!

I was pretty proud of myself coming up with this idea on the spot. I only had about 30sec to think of something. Since the meat was already cooking.

I stopped mid way to take a picture. This round I cooked less time.

With the guard, mitt, and tongs, I probably looked like I was battling the stove.

But I won in the end! 😎 Yum!

Round steak is quite tough but it looks like it cooked correctly. We will have to see when we eat it. Soy sauce and flour made a thick goop that covered the meat before I cooked it. It really does look like I fried it. It has some crunchy spots!

The sauce. And the additional spices…for the SPICY!!

The recipe called for red peppers. Which of course we don’t have and I don’t want to go to the store. Mostly because I am in my pjs already. So instead I used cayenne pepper. I only put 1/2-3/4 tsp. I didn’t really measure. I just sprinkled it; we will see how spicy I made it!

sauté…Sauté…SAUTÉ!
Our trusty rice cooker.

I started the rice when I was defrosting the meat. So it should be done here soon. Right around the perfect time, I might add. 😎

I added the sauce.

The sauce consisted of soy sauce, brown sugar, and oil. I believe since the spicy part needed to sauté, the sauce will just take on the flavors.

I will explain this picture.

I realize this picture looks the same as the one above but I added the watered flour mixture. (Most people use cornstarch) but if you can see those small clumps in the top center…that is flour that cooked and formed a lump. I tried to whisk it in…it wouldn’t so I… just scooped them out and then…

Look! No more white clumps and thickening up nicely.

Yep. I cheated! I decided to take out the imperfections instead of trying to make it work. Mwahahahaha!

Add the steak!

Looks really yummy. I think I should have cut the meat up thinner, but since it is not the steak it really called for I wanted to make sure I didn’t make a texture similar to shoe.

Looks yummy!

I still don’t know if it’s too spicy. I didn’t taste it.

Well I finished the food, and I will say… WOW! That was a bit spicy. Good! Definitely still delicious, but spicy. So two and half glasses of milk later…

Taste: 8.5! I think I will measure out the cayenne pepper next time. And maybe stay between 1/4-1/2tsp. Just to be on the safe side. I give it an 8.5 because it was almost too spicy. I prefer spicy to be enough where I can still enjoy it.

Look like photo: 9.5! Just because their steak looks thinner.

Easiness: 8. It wasn’t the simplest recipe to follow. Since some steps were left out and I had to improvise. Also the exploding oil; which is considered my fault because I did not have the correct pot. To understand look at the next photo…

😳

I don’t know if you can see all the oil splatters…but I will be cleaning this stove constantly these next few days. Because the burners are probably covered in oil splatter as well. 😑

Leftovers

It made a decent amount of leftovers. Two servings like this.

Leftover sauce

I might use this on some chicken. I think the flavor of the sauce will taste just as good on chicken.

This watermelon is from the 4th. I feel like I’ve been eating it everyday and it never seems to be making a dent…when will it be gone?

Enjoy your Thursday!! The week is more than halfway done. 😎

Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 2

Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 1

CHAPTER 2

‘Well Coach Jones has made me a liar.’ He gave us a week off for a real vacation. We are allowed to travel home, but that we need to continue to train personally. Because when we get back, we are going to travel South to Bozeman.

Also Coach Jones said, “College is going to be fast-paced. Enjoy this vacation, because you will only get a handful of days off these next four years.”

‘Great…and great!’ I will take this time off and travel home! Since life has been so busy this last year I haven’t kept in touch with the guys as much as I wanted. I haven’t seen Jerry for about three months. ‘I’m actually pumped to go home.’

‘Got to call the old man’, “Ring…Ring…rin…Dad?”

“Hey Son. This is a surprise, how’s it going up there?” Dad’s voiced echoed.

“All is good. But I’m coming home for about a week. Will you and Mom be home?”

“What a treat!,” Dad voiced echoed louder, probably because he moved the phone away from his ear as he spoke, “Honey…George is coming home this week!” I heard a happy girlish sqeal in the background noise, and a very loud, ‘Yippee!’” Dad’s voice now was more clear and he chuckled before continuing, “I don’t know if you could hear her, but your mom is super excited. Be ready for a big welcome home party.”

“Sounds good to me, and yes I could hear her,” I laughed.

“Me too,” Jeremy said behind me, “in case she was curious how loud she can be,” Jeremy laughed as he too was packing his bags.

“Who was that, son? Girlfriend?”

I laughed and almost dropped my phone, “Nope. Its my roommate Jeremy. He said he could hear Mom too.” Dad just laughed and laughed.

“What’s your roommate going to do for the vacation?” Dad asked as the laughter died down. “If he doesn’t have anything, bring him along. I would like to meet the young man that you have been growing up with. And it’s all on me. But Son, I’m sorry, but I have to go. I only stopped by home for a quick lunch and I need to head back. Do you need anything else?”

“Nope… Well, are you going to pick us up? It will cost a fortune for me to get an uber,” I looking up prices as we spoke.

“Don’t worry about it. I will come get you, and if I can’t, for some reason, I’ll send someone. But got to go. Bye Son,” Dad said and hung up before I could reply.

‘It was good to hear his voice. It had been a while since I actually talked to him.’ Seeing him in person tomorrow is going to be awesome but also strange. Turning to Jeremy, “So what are your plans for this vacation?”

“I was going to spend it with my mom, but she is on a cruise with my aunt; for a ladies escape..I think that’s what they called it…” Jeremy continued to pack his bag. “So instead, I’ll be going home, and hanging out. At least it is a break.”

“Well your idea sounds interesting, but my dad was curious if you would like to come back with me?”

Jeremy stopped and turned to me, “Why?”

“His words, ‘I want to meet the young man I had grown up with these last two years,’” I hope my impression of my dad was great.

Jeremy laughed, “Your dad seems really cool. But are you sure? I would be coming along with you on your vacation.”

“No problem about it. And my mom is like, ‘the more the merrier,’ type of person. Do you want to come?” I say as I flip open my laptop to book the flights.

“I would, but the expense of it all. Yeah, I was already planning on flying to California, but the expense of room and board… I don’t think I can swing it,” Jeremy sat down on his bed.

“All expenses paid. My dad already said so. Are you coming? I am booking the flights now,” I said pointing at the screen.

“Wow. Okay. I guess I am coming,” Jeremy walked over to my bed and help me decide on the seats.

‘I wonder if it will be Dad or his assistant?’ We were already at LAX. We had somewhat agreed on the earliest flight. It was six-thirty in the morning now, and the sun was beginning to rise. Unlike Jeremy; he seemed to be slowly slinking down closer to the ground. “Dude, pick yourself up and look alive. LAX is busier than the airport back home.” ‘Home?’ Weird, that came out of my mouth about Montana.

“Uggh…fine. Why did I let you talk me into this early. I am so dead. When will the ride be here?” Jeremy said pulling his body up, but not his attitude.

“Wow. Whinny Jeremy is back. It’s like you gave gone backwards two years of maturity. But the ride should be here soon.” ‘Where is dad?’ I look down the line of cars. I saw arms flailing across the line of cars in the center divider. ‘Who…?’

Jeremy was now just beside me, “Isn’t that your old bud…what’s his name…the one that was always talking smack…”

“Ken.” Ken was here! Without Jeremy, I started walking to the crosswalk. ‘Why is this light so slow.’ I hadn’t seen Ken in almost a year and a half. ‘…Green!’ I was off to the other side. I just assumed Jeremy was following.

“Dude!” Ken left his driver side door and ran towards me.

‘Ken was almost them same.’ Yeah it had been two years, but Ken was still the same height. However, he had bulked up; as he lifted me into the air for a hug. “Okay. Okay. Let me down,” he was cutting off circulation to my limbs. Thankfully he listened and put me down.

“I can’t believe you are back! Your dad told me to pick someone up at the airport. I had no idea it was you, until I saw you,” Ken tried like always to swing his arm over my shoulders. “When did you get so tall? You weren’t this height at your dad’s wedding were you?”

‘I forgot. That is another change. I am six-foot one inch.’ Unless Matthew grew, I am the tallest of the guys, and according to the physician at school I will continue to grow until I am about twenty-two. “No. I have grown in the past year and a half, and I’m told it will continue,” I turn remembering I brought someone with me. ‘Where is he?’

“Who are you looking for…” Ken’s words drowned off.

I followed his eyeline. ‘Yep. He found Jeremy.’ “Hurry up will you?” I yelled at Jeremy, as he dragged his butt over to where we were standing.

“I didn’t realize you had left. I turned and you were not there anymore. Oh,” Jeremy realized Ken was staring at him, “hello Ken.”

Ken looked at me. I nodded. He looked back at Jeremy, “Hello Jeremy. Let’s head out,” Ken walked back to the driver door and climbed in.

“I guess, you didn’t tell your friends about me…” Jeremy and I started towards the car.

“Well we weren’t really buds until after my parents wedding. Let’s just get going,” I threw my bag in the trunk and climbed in the front seat. I didn’t know if Ken would wait for Jeremy, but thankfully he did. Jeremy got in the backseat, and we were off.

Word Of The Day: Gormandize 07-01-21

Synonyms: binge, devour, gobble, gulp, guzzle, overeat, stuff, wolf

Can I devour it all?

Stuffing myself to the brim.

As I desperately crawl,

In search of… nothing.

Why do I feel grim?

Everything is dumping,

Into my brimming gut.

It’s greasy or slimy,

Still I swallow it whole.

Am I in a rut?

My skin feels grimy.

Full is always my bowl.

Should I go for a stroll?

Overeating…everyone has done it at one point. I’ve done it with various foods. Recently…spicy fried chicken… chocolate chip cookies… ketchup with fries… all the non healthy foods.

For me it is spicy, sweet, or salty. So the normal categories of the occasional overindulged person.

I know it’s different for others, but I always feel awful afterwards. The worst part about overeating recently, is I’ve been trying to lose my extra weight. Not too much, but just a bit….but I will binge food. Makes no sense. My goal and bad habits contradict each other.

But enough about the negative…But did you overeat on the 4th? I know I did.

Digital Art
by emily2jane
07-01-21

Life As A Mama #43

When visiting grandma we went on a new adventure…

The Beach!!
Chase the cousins!!
The wind, the sand, the…
The ocean!
It should be a peaceful relaxed day for mama 😎
What? Wait!?! NO!!!!
Runaway baby, straight to the water…!
I compromised. Went waist deep but must stay with mama.
Long exciting day! She napped the whole way home 🥰

So normally when little kids see the ocean for the first time you think… they will be timid, afraid, run away from the waves…

Yeah, no. Once she saw the water that is all she wanted to do. I spent the entire time holding her arms, otherwise she would have booked it out farther. 😳

We were at the beach for almost 4 hours and probably 3 of it was spent in the water. We played in the sand for a smidge. But two things ruined that idea. One: she was over it when I showed her the sand crabs. “She doesn’t like bugs.” Second: the water would destroy her castles, so it seemed like she gave up. 🤣

But overall it was a fun day. But I should say since we went out to waist deep, I spent the day lifting her up when a wave would seem to high. So I assumed the slight squat position while arm curling for those 3 hours. I was so sore the next day…

Word Of The Day: Hale 06-29-21

Synonyms: healthy, well, fit

Unknown conditions,

Can cause great fear.

Sending the heart on missions,

Desperate to hear,

“All is fine, all is good.”

Still you wait,

For the all clear.

There you stood,

Tall, strong, and straight.

You still have love;

You still have cheer,

And many you know as dear.

So wait until it passes,

Find that second gear.

Health and well-being,

May seem casual and free.

But many struggle often,

Looking for that key.

Diving into peace and bliss;

Will be dismissed,

For ones who live with uncertainty.

I know the word of the day is hale; meaning healthy. But I thought about all the people in the world who have to constantly live with the fear of unknown. Personally, not knowing is worse than knowing. At least when you know you have options. Yes, sometimes you might find out something that may seem to be worse to know, but in the long run it is better knowing.

So those of you in the world…living healthy and free. Enjoy and live to the fullest. Because, possibly that someday might come, and you will want to have no regrets. Complete that bucket list now!

Digital Art “Second Gear”
By emily2jane
06-29-21

Life Of Two Best Friends: College CHPT 1

Life of Two Best Friends: High School CHPT 1

If you have not read this first part, I would suggest doing so first. Or you will not have the back story.

CHAPTER 1

‘Okay.’ So you are probably saying to yourself, “College? What happened to the Monatana High School?” Which is my bad. As soon as Jerry and I got to the school it was non-stop.

I am surprised I was able to get a B avaerge those two years, because of all the swimming I did. I had morning practice everyday, plus an afternoon weight lifting session every other day, and afternoon practices everyday. So please cut me some slack for not finding time to write down my thoughts.

I have a moment now; it is currently summer “vacation” before college. Not really a vacation, but before I start this new chapter of college life I will recap some of the highlights.

Where to start…Well I guess the team line up for highschool was interesting; there were two familar faces and quite a few new ones. There were about thirty swimmers total on the team. The familar ones were Timothy and Jeremy.

‘Believe me, it was a strange realization for me as well.’ Which when I saw Jermey, that first day on the pool deck, I thought I was seeing things. Jerry made sure to keep us at a distance. Which really didn’t make a difference because the A relay became: Me, Timothy, Jeremy, and a new guy named Antonio. Antonio was the breaststroker. But this layout for the relay meant Jeremy and I had to move past our differences from the get go, to succeed.

Which we did. The A Relay placed first at every meet; we were unstoppable. Coach Jones was amazing. He devoloped my straight arm freestyle into a force to be reckoned with. I wasn’t always swimming the one hundred freestyle, but when I did I dominated the pool.

Jerry was the top swimmer for the B relay and he kicked butt when he swam the five hundred. He did amazing for not wanting to continue.

‘Yeah. Jerry did not want to continue to swim after high school.’ Which I can’t blame him. When we left that airport two years ago, we had these grand ideas about traveling often and seeing family. However, we visted home…maybe…three times; we were expected to swim through the summer vacations. We visted for Christmas, Coach’s wedding, and another occasion.

‘Right!’ That’s another big thing. Coach got married to Mrs. Bailey. I guess all the babysitting turned into the three of them going on outings, and that must have caused them to find their own happiness. ‘I am so happy for Coach and Mrs. Bailey, now known as Mrs. Brown. Which yes, means Jenny’s name is now Jenny Bailey Brown.’ She wanted to keep her dad’s name with her.

‘But back to Jerry’s dilemma.’ Jerry didn’t get to see his family pretty much for two years. He wanted to go home, even though he was invited to go to Bozeman University. Which I was shocked, but Jerry’s explanation was what I expected…

“George, I’m not going to College with you guys. I’m going to go back home and go to a school closer to home. I…I…miss,” Jerry was getting caught on the words.

I understood him. “No worries dude,” I walked up and swung my arm over his shoulders, “I totally understand that you miss your family. Believe me, I do too; but since Dad has been busy with my new stepmom, I have no urgent need to head home. You do you. I will be up here another four years, and I’ll come visit when I can.”

‘I know all of you reading stopped on that word, stepmom.’ Well yeah. I got a stepmom. Drum roll please…it is Ms. Chaplen; my homeroom teacher. Well I guess now she is Mrs. Matthews. I found out when Dad drove my jeep up to me. He told me he was coming up with a surprise. I was expecting something small, but instead it was Ms. Chaplen in the passenger seat. It was an awkward meeting at first, but once I got to know Ms. Chap…I mean Mom. ‘I call her mom; it’s easier.’ But yeah, once I got to know her, outside of the classroom she was the perfect match for my dad. They told me how they met; it was actually all thanks to Coach. He set my dad up on a blind date with Ms. Chaplen, at the time, and they hit it off. ‘Yeah, he married someone who knew who he was, but Ms. Chap…Mom is still a great match.’ That was the other time I traveled down. I was my dad’s best man, so they choose their wedding date with me in mind. It was a special occasion.

Everyone was there. Dad’s music buddies, Coach’s family, my friends and their parents, various people we knew from church and town, and Jenny. Which I know she is included in Coach’s family, but that day she was in her own category. She was stunning; she was my now mom’s Maid of Honor. It was nice to see her again on such a happy occasion. That day I had all my family around me; now that Coach was Jenny’s stepdad, that meant my family circle was growing. Lily had been the flower girl; she was about half a foot taller
since Coach’s wedding. She told me that she would marry me in the future… I don’t know how I will break the news to her.

‘No. I don’t have someone in my life, yet.’ First off, I was still in high school about a month ago, but also I am doing what I said I would; I am focusing on my swimming career. I don’t know what college will bring, but I will be staying focused on what matters.

Speaking of swimming. Four other lucky people are joining me at Bozeman University next year: Timothy, Jeremy, James, and Liam. ‘Yeah, Jeremy made it.’ But honestly Jeremy has changed over the last two years. Yeah at first we were at each other’s throats, but once we got over ourselves…meaning Coach Jones made us swim together for about four-thousand yards; it was brutal, but we moved past our differences. Also after that practice, Jeremy apologized about the Jenny thing. What were his exact words…

“I was a complete jerk that day. I had just gotten an earful from my dad and my coach that I desperately wanted to push my embarresment onto someone else. I had heard about the rumors, and it just came out of my mouth before I could think. But since I was with my buds, I couldn’t take it back and I had to act the part. I am sorry.”

‘I was surprised too.’ After that day we talked more. I found out about Jeremy’s dad; ‘His dad is a real piece of work.’ On the bright side, Jermey’s mom divorced him before things got too bad.

That was another day, that showed me what Jermey was going through. That day; It was about two in the morning when Jeremy’s phone went off. By the second year of school, Jeremy became my roommate. But I remember slowly waking up to a panicked looking Jeremy. He was talking quietly; probably for my sake. I sat up and turned the light on; Jeremy seemed to jump out of his skin.

“Sorry dude. Don’t worry about me and speak normal,” I grabbed my headphones and showed him I turned on music. His body relaxed and he talked a little louder. I turned up the volume and closed my eyes; letting Jeremy do what he needed.

“Geroge? George,” Jeremy was shaking me.

I open my eyes suddenly and sat up. There stood Jeremy, phone in hand. “All things good?”

“Yeah. Thanks. It would have been impossible to calm my mom down whispering to her,” Jeremy walked back to his bed and sat.

“Is your mom okay, now?” I asked not wanting to pry into his business, but it seemed like he wanted to discuss it.

“Yeah. She had an incident with my dad. She is safe,” Jeremy looked down at his hands.

“If you want to discuss it I will listen, but if not you don’t, don’t worry about me talking,” I say leaning foward in his direction. Hoping my sincerity came across.

“Thanks dude,” Jermey sighed.

I thought that was the end of it, but Jeremy’s posture changed. He seemed ridgid but also relaxed.

“My dad has always been verablly abusive to me and my mom. He was always angry. I almost didn’t come to this school because I didn’t want to leave her alone with him. But that call just comfirmed my fear; he tried to…” He didn’t continue but looked me in the eye.

I understood. His dad tried, but did not succeed. I nodded.

“Well, she called to tell me. She was in the police station at the time; she was hysterical. Thanks again for letting me talk normal. I don’t know if you heard any of it, but I was just trying to calm her, and tell her she did the right thing. My parents will be getting a divorce thankfully, and I don’t know if my dad will do jail time. I know you probably don’t really want to hear this, but it is helping a lot to talk it out.”

It seemed like Jeremy was done. He also looked nervous.

“I didn’t hear any of it. I had music going; I was giving you the freedom to talk as you needed. I don’t totally understand your family’s situation, but my parents are divorced too. My mom…well my biological mom was crazy. Just like your parents, it is good that my biological parents are no longer together. But thankfully my dad just got remarried, and my new mom is awesome.”

His head lifted, “Thanks dude. I never thought you and I would have a heart to heart,” Jeremy chuckled.

I chuckled as well, “I know. It’s a little weird, but it’s good to know more about my roommate. But can we go to sleep now. Practice is in about one hour and I could use more sleep,” I laid back down in bed and turned off the light.

“I guess.” Jeremy had no other option.

‘But back to the present.’ So yeah, I have gained a new buddy and he will coming with me to Bozeman University. It is going to be an interesting four years. Speaking of,
practice is in about thirty minutes. I’ve got to get ready and head out. It might be the weekend, but there is no such thing as a day off in the daily life of a swimmer.

Journey With Cookbooks #17

Today’s recipe was a repeat with a twist!

The fried chicken taco, but as…

Only frying the tortilla and using ground beef. I wanted the crispy crunch from the tortilla but I didn’t want to eat something drenched in oil. The husband approved.

We are trying to eat better. I love food, but I am discovering I gain weight easily now as an adult…I miss the younger days…

Anyways…

Again defrosting. It seems to be taking forever.
Also the tortillas…

I forgot I already used up all the tortillas…so I have to section some off so they defrost faster. Now it is definitely a good thing I am frying them or they would be super soggy. 😣

I think, I thought I would be cooking for a billion people…I had a brain fart.
Only about 1/2” of oil.

Normally I would probably add some oil, but instead I just went with what I had. It should be fine.

So I decided to dry and remove as much of the excess oil as possible. Paper towels are awesome!
Huh?

At this point I decided to add to my cooking preparation. Salsa. Homemade! I found a recipe a while ago and it was a big hit with the hubby and Eli! And me. But no one really cares. Haha 😂

The recipe.
Combine all to bowl. The sweetness used in this recipe is honey. And I didn’t have a jalapeño, and I didn’t have any red pepper flakes…so I just used 1/2 tsp of cayenne pepper.

We have a large food processor; I got it as a Christmas present. But sadly I never want to use it because I would rather not have more dishes. I know that is stupid and lazy, but I am that way occasionally.

The hubby wants 3 and I will have 2.
Meat!

So for the meat, I will say I did drain off all the excess fat off the meat. I didn’t want any extra calories. So didn’t add the spices and chilies until after.

4 rounds in my mini food processor later…!!
So the extra tortillas, I made as chips. So that when I want a snack I can have some chips and salsa.

The chips are just fried. I didn’t add any salt or lime juice. I wanted them to be a vessel for the salsa.

The garnish.
Eli’s dinner.

I was not about to fight the battle today. If she would eat…she ate some of daddy’s breakfast, all of her own, a big serving of Alfredo noodles, and some cookies today so far.

Back to the cooking. Now I know why to add more oil.

Because after I finished the chips I only had a thin layer of oil covering the bottom of the pot. Not good. Could have burned the pot…

The process of my creation. I thought of it after I made the hubbies plate. Mwahahahaha 😎
A dollop of sour cream.

The thought was…to cover the tortilla with the amount of sour cream you would normally top your taco. But let’s be honest. That dollup is huge…! I used way too much. Did I wipe the excess…no. I did that throughout the recipe but not now. Makes no sense.

Meat layer.
Cheese.
Topped with lettuce and drizzled salsa.

It was delicious. We had planned to eat it flat like that, but as soon as we picked it up, it folded into a taco.

It is not really a recipe I can score. Since it was a mash up of ideas.

But taste…10!!