LOOK! I got nominated for a Sunshine Award from Fits and Starts. Thank you ever so much! I can't tell you how fun it is to know that someone (anyone) is reading my blog, much less liking it. I am just sooo thrilled to get the award, but also to have found her blog which is really, really great. I had no idea you could get free Christmas tree mulch at Zilker park! You know me and free...I'll be there next year. So, thank you, thank you, thank you ... I feel like Little Mary Sunshine indeed!Speaking of Miss Mary, I am also claiming the Suzy Homemaker title today because last night....drum roll, please...we made homemade pasta! Have you ever done this? SO easy. I mean, really, really easy.
One of my favorite blogs is soulemama. The other day she was talking about making pasta and it got me thinking I could too. Now, this is a woman who makes her own bread dailyish, homeschools 4 children, sews and knits the most beautiful things in the world, writes books, has an uber-popular blog, grows her own food, and lord knows what else. I'm under no illusion that her claiming something is easy to make, makes it so. In fact, half the time I don't even know what the hell she's talking about what with patterns and knitspeak and canning bruhaha. I don't need to understand what the hell someone is talking about to appreciate what they're saying...you know what I mean? I'm clever like that.I look up recipes on the Internet all the time and most of them claim to be easy. Like bread recipes. It seems that everyone who posts a bread recipe claims that it is SO easy. Then I make it and 47 hours later I end up pulling an inedible brick of terracotta out of the oven. This has happened more than once, I'm afraid to say. So, it was with great trepidation that I decided to try making pasta. I felt more confident because Jackdaddy was on hand to give me support (he is a helluva good kneader/roller) in case things went south. I'll be damned if it didn't turn out just DELICIOUS!
It was so yummy we just put some good olive oil on it, added a dash of salt and some lemon juice. Girl, girl, girl! Finn had some little friends over and fortunately they did not like theirs. Jack and I are not ones to waste food so we took it upon ourselves to eat both their bowls too. At some point I added some pesto just to shake things (like my rapidly expanding ass) up a bit. Poor Jackdaddy and I were forced to split a bottle of wine too. We wouldn't want to eat all that pasta without having a little sumpin' to aid the digestion.Here's the recipe I used: Homemade Pasta. Try it! I know you can do it. I also think if you are any kind of friend at all, you will eat at least 3 bowls and drink a bottle of wine as a show of solidarity to me (and my arse).
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I think you must have inherited your love of cooking from your Grandmother Irene and your Aunt Hattie because you sure as heck didn't get it from me. If it doesn't come in a can from the food store then it is too complicated for me. However, I will say (drumroll, please) I do make a great loaf of bread. When I get inspired. Which is almost never.
Nonetheless (I love that word) I am so proud of you and Jack for forcing yourselves to eat pasta so it would not be wasted. Agter all, like my Mother used to tell me "You KNOW there are starving children in Armenia." I don't even know where Aremenia is but........
OK, maybe I'll try it after all. I was tempted when I first read about it on Soulemama, but talked myself out of it. I love her blog, but I just look at her calm, peaceful photos, and I think "she must be on a different planet from the one I was on when my kids were small. And I only had two. And I didn't homeschool."
Merrymerry - I love knowing I might be like Irene or Hattie. Did Irene cook? LIKE to cook?
Becky - I love her, but you KNOW that woman is on drugs. Good ones.
I'm excited about the homemade pasta because I think the pleasure of making food and eating it with someone you love is just the best thing in the world.
like: whirled peas
ms.mudd
P.S. I took a look at Fits and Starts, loved it and you belong there. Congratulations!
Mz. Mudd
Hee Hee...I wish for "whirled peas" every night. xoxox
Congratulations on the award! And thanks for the yummy pasta idea; you make it sound so easy so I'll just have to try it.
and i am still just trying to keep my house as clean as yours, hehe. i think you are to blogging what Julie and Julia was to cooking, honestly: a zest for experience you have
Rastus!! So good to hear from you here. Oh, shoot, kids don't care if the house is dirty, they just care if they have a lovin daddy...and they do! Plus, you have chikkins!
Boy do I want chickens! What would the inmates say I wonder.
Ms.Mudd
Well, Ms.Mudd, chickens are quite the experience. Believe it or not there are several articles out there on the web (maybe even one on NPR), articles which of course i have not read, about the new urban chicken trend. Most urban-area feed stores actually have the chicks year round (even ducks, and rabbits sometimes). Or, the one in our area does. They are the sweetest little things, but you have to get more than two if you get them - due to the fact they need little friends or cheep cheep all night long, and when you are trying to keep an infant and toddler asleep, well, that cheeping makes you wonder how big they have to be before you can make hot wings out of them. plus, you have to have a cage (we used a cat carrier of all things for one set of chicks): neighborhood and feral cats, possums, coons, and city hawks make fair game of them, and they have to be kept inside of indoors during chilly weather. there is a mortality rate, also, among little chicks so you want to make sure you have more than 2 to ensure at least 2 survive... kinda like goldfish. but here is the rub: they poop!!!! and poop copiously. but they are very fun to hold, and respond to love. remember, chickens play tick-tac-toe and beat folks, supposedly, so love and sense are not lost on them. they are easy pets, easier than cats or dogs, eat bugs in your yard and are almost self-sustaining once they get old enough (i.e. no feed costs), but harder than betas and goldfish. and they may one day provide you with eggs... or hot wings (but i am vegetarian, so...)
Rastus - hahahah omg you are so funny. Stop being funnier than me on my own blog.
well, momma always said i was funny....lookin'. ;-) thanks, gotta do something to keep pace with your coolness, you know, just so i can hang witcha...
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