This morning, Jennie and I arranged to meet at 9 AM for breakfast before she went off to work. Since we had approximately one million vegetables from her grocery shopping trip the day before, we decided a nice veggie-egg scramble would go perfectly with the leftover rosemary bread. We were right!

Here’s a look at the gorgeous rosemary bread waiting to be devoured:

A close up look. Notice the crumbled baked on gorgonzola!!

We chopped up some onion, red pepper, and cherry tomatoes to go in the egg scramble. Between the two of us we managed to purchase about 12 onions in the last week so we’re using them every opportunity we get.

Here’s the egg mixture all ready to start cooking in the skillet. We sauteed the onions first, then added everything else..

Take a closer look…

Early into the cooking process I smelled something burning. On the burner behind the cast iron full of egg/veggie scramble the bread was resting covered by a red kitchen towel. I plucked the towel off the stove, and sure enough, The edge that had been nearest the front burner was aflame. I announced “We’ve got fire.” in an oddly calm tone, folded the flame so it was tucked inside the rest of the towel and dropped it on the tile floor for stomping. Voila, no more fire! I must say, I impressed even myself with my quick thinking and calm demeanor. 🙂 But enough about me, take a look at the poor kitchen towel’s remains!

As Jennie describes it, it was a wee fire. Really a firelet, actually. Jeff didn’t even wake up there was so little commotion.

So there you have it. We have learned once again that Sunday mornings are a magical time when delicious things are made. We have also learned that when we cook pre-coffee, we tend to set things aflame. A small price to pay, I think…


Yesterday Jeff and I headed to Trader Joe’s, and unsupervised, I bought a stalk of Brussel sprouts for $2.50. Now, some may think that is a great deal, and it is. But I did this despite the fact that we already had Brussels, and a myriad of other vegetables that we were attempting to get rid of.

When Corelyn and Becca arrived for dinner, I think they were shocked at my absurd purchase, but we will eat them, and so they eventually ceased eye-rolling.

Becca came bearing a spaghetti squash. I was intrigued, and attempted to help her cut if open by placing Corelyn’s butcher knife in the middle of the squash, and using the garlic press to hammer down the knife through said squash. It was very successful, and no one cut themselves (which is more than I can say for tonight’s Indian adventure– more on that later.)

Meanwhile, I was laying out Rosemary Onion bread — divine. I must say, Pioneer Woman is one of the only woman in which I follow the entire recipe step by step. The other is Ina. (God bless Ina and her butter.)

We also had green beans, so we put those and the Brussels on to boil together. I threw some heirloom cherry tomatoes on in some olive oil to fry, and later added the green beans and Brussels, along with some cumin.

Once the spaghetti squash was done, Corelyn scraped it out of the skin.

This is Rebecca getting impatient…te he he.

I tried to help…but I think I only ended up stuffing my face.

Red pepper pesto and pasta sauce, for the spaghetti squash. Best. dinner. ever.


This week, since last week was so crazy, we decided to not go to the Farmer’s market. Although this slightly broke my heart, I knew we didn’t really NEED to go. Today my friend Lauren called to tell me that she got to go to the farmer she has a share at and literally walk around and pick anything she wanted. My green envy is seeping through my bones, so I thought I’d remind myself of what is to come this Sunday…

 

 

 

DSC_0491

 

DSC_0493

 

DSC_0499

 

DSC_0494

 

DSC_0506

 

DSC_0512

 

DSC_0520

 

DSC_0521

 

DSC_0525

 

DSC_0527

 

 


Thursday night is date night for me and Andrew, and since we exist on a budget of essentially zero dollars/week that means we will be dining at home a la Corelyn. so what will I make? Good question. I have a couple ideas…

Things I know I have in the kitchen:

  • canned white meat chicken (good for adding to pasta)
  • lemons
  • onion
  • 1-1/2 tomatoes
  • white wine
  • fresh basil
  • milk
  • butter
  • pasta
  • broccoli

Things I think Jennie might have:

  • cream
  • parmesan cheese

So, I have several options–all of which are variations on basically the same theme, but here’s what I’m thinking.

1. Lemon, white wine pasta with tomatoes, chicken and basil

2. I could go to the store and get sour cream to make this Or perhaps try to make it with regular cream…

3. Chicken alfredo with fresh tomatoes and basil on top (using Jennie’s parmesan cheese with my milk, butter and flour to make an alfredo sauce)

Option 1 is probably the least fattening, while options 2 and 3 are far from low-fat but potentially delicious. hmm…choices.

I’ll keep you posted.


Continuing our tale…

We headed over to Griffith Park around 3:00 and Andrew prepped the grill.

There was an obscene amount of food for only about 6 people…

The boys made fire…

The girls looked pretty…

While the grill cooled to the perfect burger temperature, Jeff, Jennie, Andrew and I played some soccer.

Then things got serious. Here’s our first burger hitting the grill. We mixed a package of onion soup mix, a little worcester and some bbq sauce into these patties. With a little more barbecue sauce on top, they were absolutely delicious.

Of course no Jennie/Corelyn cookout is complete without veggie kabobs!

I convinced Andrew to try some pasta salad. He liked it, and I think he even got his own serving.

And after dinner? S’mores! Our friend Ellen models the proper s’more chomping technique.

I like my mallows to literally catch fire so I can eat the burnt part. Unfortunately this sometimes results in mallow emergencies, like this one above. We lit this mallow aflame, dropped it in the charcoal, fished it out again, and finally agreed that a fresh marshmallow was needed.