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Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Baby Come to Me

This is a homemade cheese burger over store bought salad greens.  Those pre-cut salad packs are ideal for when you're just wiped enough but not to the point that you can't meet your dinner halfway.  There are always solutions.  Take-out being the last resort only because bad choices are made too quickly.  Very few that offer affordable healthy food for every day.  It's usually easier to just make due at home even if it's an odd mix.  I try to keep at least a few items on hand for emergency quickies, like canned beans, tomatoes, onions and garlic always, frozen vegetables, and lots or rice varieties. It's just about what you're willing to contribute.  And some days that's not a lot.  Foodies have their off days too. And I was speaking with my sister about this. If you're not feeling it, you really, REALLY, don't want to cook.  It's like anything else that involves creativity.  Sometimes it just won't come.  That elusive spark. It's not only that.  You don't want to clean up after yourself, dirty a bunch of pots, have to scrub the stove, none of it.  Other days it's no problem whatsoever.  Funny how that works.

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Find 100 Ways


Talk about someone who puts things off but can't let things go.  I'm writing this today in April 2016 but didn't want to forget this day August 10th, 2014.  There was a full moon, super bright shining down on my street.
I know I made a slightly dry turkey burger with turkey bacon over Vidalia onion slices.
And I refreshed a salsa with corn and feta cheese, lime juice.
My cat Willie was still alive and even though he and Mona never ever laid together, they did on this day.
I titled this post 2 years ago, was probably going to find a clever way to write about finding a 100 ways to use ground turkey.  You'd be hard pressed to find 30 ways to use it.  As a matter of fact, I have since realized how bad it probably is when at the time it was still the healthy alternative to the red slime that was ground beef.
R.I.P. Willie Johns the cat.