Last night we went to this relatively new restaurant in Gloucester called Latitude 43. The restaurant was beautiful, the food was amazing and the waitress was a super chatty native about my age. She took to Nash immediately and understood the importance of the order of his Speed Racer cars. I guessed she was a mom too, which of course she was. Only difference was that her son was twenty-one and a senior in college and mine just finished kindergarten! Which of course brings me to the story that Time magazine broke last week. Maybe girls in this seaside fisherman town have been having babies at an early age for a long time, but now they’ve taken it to a new level with this high school pact. Seventeen girls, all 16 years old or younger, got pregnant so they could have and raise their babies together. WTF?? I was more than twice that age when I had Nash and I had a loving and supportive husband as well as a stable job with great benefits and it was still a hell of a challenge. I don’t want to preach or place blame, I’m just venting because I just really want these babies to have a fair chance in this world and I don’t think they are going to get it and that make me sad.
Brown Rice? March 15, 2008
If you’re a regular reader you know that I don’t cook. I manage to scrounge stuff up at home during the week, but weekends are for going out or getting take-out. But since I’m flying solo this week with a still sick 5 year old (while the hubby enjoys delicious BBQ in Austin – WHATEVER) I’m at the mercy of the delivery man. I go with Chinese tonight. When I ask if they have brown rice, he replied ‘We have fried rice that is the color brown’. Um, yeah. I’m gonna go ahead and pass. I wonder how many people actually think they’re eating something healthy when they order fried rice….
this meat rules February 21, 2008
Everyone knows I can’t cook. And if I do, it needs to be something that can be prepared in 5 minutes or less during the week. 20 minutes on the weekends. You would be amazed at the variety of meals for Nash and I that I come up with during the week that meet the 5 minute rule. But my latest discovery has me so excited I just had to share. It’s Tyson steak strips.
These pre-cooked lightly seasoned strips of steak can be heated up on the stove if you have crazy extra time or microwaved for a mere 20 seconds. Then voila, they are ready for consumption. Nash eats them plain and I stir fry them up w/ some veggies or toss ’em on a salad. Delicious. And only 3 Weight Watcher points per serving for those keeping track. For special occasions I’ve used these to whip up an easy beef stroganoff recipe (less than 20 minutes, I swear!) that I have that has received mad raves from the Mr. Leave a comment if you want it and I’ll send it to you. mmmmmm, meat.
If you need me, I’ll be in mommy jail January 31, 2008
It’s no secret that me and the kitchen are not friends. As the saying above my stove says “I only have a kitchen because it came with the house”. My binder of take-out menus takes up more space than my cook books. Really, dialing a phone is sooooo much easier than cooking.
So last night Nash wants pizza. Feeling adventurous, instead of calling “the man” I decide to turn on the oven (shocking!) and make pizza with one of those pre-made crusts. I then decide to let him choose whatever he wants for toppings. I offer up soy pepperonis, bell peppers, ham & pineapple and meatballs (I’m working with I’ve got, ok??) . Seems he’s already made up his mind on something else. Fruit Loops. I’m not one to go back on my word and frankly, he eats cereal or pizza for dinner more than I care to admit. It was inevitable the two would meet. So here’s the result. I present to you, Nash’s Fruit Loop Pizza: