Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Wordless Wednesday - Storybook Kinda Day

It was mostly mundane, but there were a few scenes walking to the store that felt like something out of a storybook.

Coming home to this sweetheart just added to it. He's using my hand as a pillow here.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Kitchen Experiments: Homemade Mayo AND Paleo Pomegranate Chicken Salad

I love chicken salad. I always have, but for some reason, I had never made it before. When I saw the Paleo Pomegranate Chicken Salad over at Food and Sunshine, I knew I had to try it.

So, after a couple of trips to the store, I realized I forgot the mayo. Ah-hah-hah. Figures. I did have some eggs, though.

So, I got adventurous and decided to make my own mayo, using this recipe from How did I not know how easy it is to make that stuff?? I doubt I'll buy pre-made mayo again any time soon.

As for the recipe itself, it was easy to follow, very quick and so yummy. The lemon and garlic added some nice extra flavor to the basic mayo without overpowering it.

Long story short, this is what I ended up with after mixing everything together.

It was SO. GOOD.

I didn't adhere strictly to the recipe, though. I'd forgotten to add the apple cider vinegar, and since I had some minced garlic left over from the mayo, I tossed it in.

This chicken salad turned out to be much more flavorful than most of the store-bought salads I've had. It's also very easy to make, since everything is either raw or pre-cooked.

If I had picked up pre-processed pomegranate instead of the actual fruit and pre-made mayo, all I would have needed to do was chop the onion and shred chicken before mixing. Even with the extra bits, it took me less than an hour to make.

Being the lazy cook I am, quick recipes are always the way to go. I also appreciated the minimal dish-washing that was needed afterwards.

Now I'm craving it again. Maybe I'll put it on the meal plan for next week. I'll make more, though, because it didn't last very long.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Baking Up History

Tensions have been building in the city state, Kitchen.

Perhaps it was Flour's insistence in keeping everything a uniform white, as only the most refined of foods wanted. Maybe it was the Alliance of Eggs' push for change, as so many members of the younger generations desire.

Things were bound to boil over. Soon, battle lines between Dry and Wet were drawn.

The two sides combined their individual forces and entered the fray!

As with all battles, things get messy and soon, a casual observer could no longer distinguish one from the other.

The disorganization of the conflict got the sides nowhere. Vanilla couldn't separate itself from Cinnamon, no more than Nutmeg could escape Honey.

With time, they separated into individual skirmishes. The heat was on!

Specifically, 400 degrees Fahrenheit.

There they stayed, until the final, amazing transformation manifested.

So, who won this battle?

Why, I did. The victors are always the one to write history, right?

Mmm. Pumpkin mini-muffins.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Wordless Wednesday - A Paragon of Healthy Eating

I love it when fruit goes on sale.
Bananas & s'ketti squash
Pomegranates (gotta get these cut up soon-gonna give chicken salad a try with whatever's left from tonight's dinner.)
Doughbutt holes, candy and brownies.
 ...what? Occasional indulgence is a part of a healthy lifestyle, right? 

Most of the stuff in the last picture will go to the hubby, actually. He's been having a rough time at work, and needs a little spoiling.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Kitchen Experiments: 4 Ingredient Zucchini Tater Tots

Last week, I gave this recipe for zucchini tater tots a try.

It...did not go as planned.

Mine look more like tater teens than tater tots.

Since I made them so big, they wouldn't cook completely through for me. By the time I got to the shaping stage, I just wanted to be out of the kitchen, so I got lazy.

On the up side, they do taste pretty good, and I may have accidentally cooked a cultural dish from some other country.

That said, this recipe took forever to finish. Being the lazy cook I am, I don't think I'll be trying it again. Over an hour of combined cook/prep time isn't worth tater-teens for me.

That said, if you love tater tots, want to include more veggies in your diet and don't mind spending time in the kitchen, this is a great recipe to try.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Pretty Amazing Super Bloodmoon Eclipse Last Night

Super Bloodmoon sounds like a good name for a superhero, doesn't it?

Since the next one won't happen for another thirty years, I thought I'd try getting some pictures to help remember it by. Unfortunately, I only had the camera on my phone, since our digital camera was dead.

After messing with them on the computer, though, I did find some halfway decent images to share with you all. So, here you go! Ordered from the beginning 'till as much shadow as my phone would register.

There's a lot of light pollution in my area, but I liked how it reflected off of the trees in the foreground.

Oddly enough, I think that first pic is my favorite of the bunch.

Friday, September 25, 2015

Friday Fictioneers - Stuck in the Middle

This week, man.

This week.

Another tough one.

Anyway, it's Friday and the weekend starts tomorrow. As for now, enjoy a little Friday Fictioneers action. Thanks, as always, to Rochelle Wissof-Fields for hosting.

PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman
Genre: Realistic Fiction
Word Count: 100

Stuck in the Middle
            “Hey, dad?” Jenny lowered her sandwich as another car rumbled over the bridge they picnicked under.
            “John says that construction job is still open if you want it.”
            As he took the time to finish his beer and pull the last one out of the cooler, she noticed more grey in his hair. “Why does he care?”
            “‘Cause he’s your brother.” Appetite gone, she re-wrapped her food.
            He took another pull of liquid lunch. “He shoulda thought o’ that ‘fore he got me fired the last time.”
            Jenny sighed. “You two need to start talking again.”
            Her father shrugged.