July 30, 2008
HUMP DAY
Tonight we had grilled tomatoes topped with creamed spinach, traditional clam and shrimp Paella, piquillo roasted chicken, and sangria. At a restaurant. Thank you.
July 29, 2008
JUST LIKE MOMMA USED TO MAKE
On the menu: pork chops, fried okra, black-eyed peas and cornbread. Mmmm, mmmm good. It was a tasty meal to be certain.
While the peas simmered and I battered and fried the okra, Aaron cooked the chops in a skillet. His seasoning was perfect. And I even added a little bacon to the peas for flavor. Aaron was proud. It was a double swine night!
Here's the one dilemma with cooking this way. We could have split a pork chop, and the veggies were enough to feed a family of six. As it turns out, we don't have a family of six; but we do have two dogs that lerved them po'k chop bones.
We're two for two! Chow down!
July 28, 2008
FAIRYTALE PIZZA
My pizza included eggplant, zucchini, mushrooms, olives, tomatoes and fresh mozzarella. (above)
We had fun making the pizzas together. Not to mention they were really good! Maybe this will become a weekly tradition -- to make our own pizzas and experiment with different toppings.
Here's Aaron's scrumptious pie.
Oh, also, did I mention we were having champagne as we created? Or, to be more accurate, sparkling California wine.

I finally got the call today that I never have to go back to that vampire lair for blood letting so someone can tell me my hormones are not as they should be! Cheers!

July 27, 2008
GOAL SETTING
My goal this week is to try a new recipe each night with some of this week's market bounty. I usually just fall back on the old stand bys and end up steaming vegetables or roasting potatoes or making a salad. B.O.R.I.N.G. So this week I'm challenging myself, and my cooking prowess, to Be Adventurous! Take A Risk! Step out of the Box!
Here's what we have:

Do I have the meals planned? Have I chosen recipes? Well...No. I'm working on spontaneity here people. I do know that I'm cooking with Fairytale Eggplant Monday night. I don't know what I'm doing with it. But I'll figure it out soon enough. I sent this letter to the Internet:
Will keep you posted on my progress.
Here's what we have:
- Chicken breast (from a "happy chicken" a.k.a free-range and grass fed)
- spinach (dark leafy green hero)
- yellow squash and zucchini (in peak season)
- a cucumber (cool)
- two tomatoes (guaranteed salmonella free)
- a bunch of little Fairytale Eggplant (who could resist these little darlings)
- some delicious green beans (possibly my favorite fresh pick, you can really and truly taste the sweet, crisp difference)
- black-eyed peas (especially for Aaron)
- okra (also especially for Aaron)
- BLUEBERRIES (the most powerful food in the Universe)
- eggs (from a "Happy chicken")

Do I have the meals planned? Have I chosen recipes? Well...No. I'm working on spontaneity here people. I do know that I'm cooking with Fairytale Eggplant Monday night. I don't know what I'm doing with it. But I'll figure it out soon enough. I sent this letter to the Internet:
Dear Google,
I need a fairly quick and extremely easy recipe for preparing Fairytale Eggplant. Preferably something that includes only ingredients I already have in my kitchen; which would be syrup, coffee and a slice of stale bread. Thank you and I look forward to hearing from you.
Yours truly,
Angela
Will keep you posted on my progress.
WORKIN' AT THE CAR WASH, YEAH
I had some fun in the automatic car wash on Saturday.
I even got the fancy $8 wash for free 'cause I went home with this guy. You can tell he's propositioning me in the video. You can't hear him, but he says "So, wanna come back to my place?"
I even got the fancy $8 wash for free 'cause I went home with this guy. You can tell he's propositioning me in the video. You can't hear him, but he says "So, wanna come back to my place?"
July 17, 2008
FILLING UP
I love the summer months. It never fails that our days become filled with travel and visitors, and the time in between is spent looking for deodorant in a half unpacked duffel bag, sweeping a layer of dog hair from the living room floor or going to book club.

Sometimes it feels like regular life gets kind of out of control, my to-do list grows and grows. I get worn down from lack of sleep. The "to be shredded" stack piles up. Leftovers start to mold in the refrigerator.

But I love it.

I love that my life is full of family and friends to the point of exhaustion. Long weekend visits and weeknight dinners; Saturdays at the lake and Sunday afternoon movies; sharing Popsicles and singing Blue Skies and Rainbows, again.

Life is made full by the people we share it with, not a seamless household. Yes, I value taking care of my things, but a shiny kitchen sink has never made my heart sing.

Okay, who am I kidding? A shiny sink actually has made my heart sing. But you get the point.

I can't imagine I will ever look back and say I wish I had spent more time at home relaxing.

I can't imagine I will ever say the hours spent traveling weren't worth it.

I can't imagine that an extra hour of sleep will ever outweigh soaking in a smile I love.

I can't imagine I will ever regret leaving a hamper full of dirty laundry to go play with someone who is growing so quickly right before my eyes.

I can't imagine the sound of housework will feed my soul more than the sound of laughter.

I can't imagine my life without all the amazing people God has blessed me with.

Sometimes it feels like regular life gets kind of out of control, my to-do list grows and grows. I get worn down from lack of sleep. The "to be shredded" stack piles up. Leftovers start to mold in the refrigerator.

But I love it.

I love that my life is full of family and friends to the point of exhaustion. Long weekend visits and weeknight dinners; Saturdays at the lake and Sunday afternoon movies; sharing Popsicles and singing Blue Skies and Rainbows, again.

Life is made full by the people we share it with, not a seamless household. Yes, I value taking care of my things, but a shiny kitchen sink has never made my heart sing.

Okay, who am I kidding? A shiny sink actually has made my heart sing. But you get the point.

I can't imagine I will ever look back and say I wish I had spent more time at home relaxing.

I can't imagine I will ever say the hours spent traveling weren't worth it.

I can't imagine that an extra hour of sleep will ever outweigh soaking in a smile I love.
I can't imagine I will ever regret leaving a hamper full of dirty laundry to go play with someone who is growing so quickly right before my eyes.

I can't imagine the sound of housework will feed my soul more than the sound of laughter.

I can't imagine my life without all the amazing people God has blessed me with.

July 16, 2008
FILLER
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