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…

























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.

Our typical Sunday involves the following:

9:00 – Farmer’s Market

10:30-12:30 – Andrew and I head to church

12:30-2:00 – Jennie and I have a late breakfast, usually something delicious involving eggs and a vegetable from the market.

2:00-5:00 – Grocery shopping/some epic cooking adventure

5:00 – rest of the evening – Dinner+some group activity

Our Sunday a couple weeks ago followed this pattern pretty closely. Jennie and I rose early to hit the farmer’s market. When we returned, I roused Andrew and we got in the car to head to church. Unfortunately some indeterminate traffic source popped up about halfway there, and faced with being about 30 minutes late, we turned back. Instead, Andrew got to work on a writing project he needed to turn in the following day, and I headed upstairs to grab breakfast with Jennie and plan phase two of our day. We were hosting a cookout in Griffith park at 3:00 and there were many preparations to be made.

Jennie made us fried egg sandwiches while I made greek dressing for a pasta salad side dish to be eaten at our cookout.

Before enjoying our delicious Tomato, Cheese and Egg Sandwiches, we finished up the pasta salad and stuck it in the fridge.

We mostly made this up as we went along:

1 lb pasta

1 can kidney beans

2-3 stalks celery

2-3 green onion shoots

1 package thawed frozen corn

1 red pepper

homemade greek dressing:


  • 1/3 cup and 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 1 teaspoon garlic powder
  • 1 teaspoon dried oregano
  • 1 teaspoon dried basil
  • 3/4 teaspoon pepper
  • 3/4 teaspoon salt
  • 3/4 teaspoon onion powder
  • 3/4 teaspoon Dijon-style mustard
  • 1/2 cup and 2 teaspoons red wine vinegar

The dressing recipe was a definite keeper! Gotta love for doing the serving calculations for you! (imagine our shock when the default amount — 120 servings–called for 1-1/2 QUARTS of olive oil!)

Barbecue pictures up next!