Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Dinner isn't good unless it's full of fat.
A fat-filled dinner tastes good but makes you blow up like a cow
Blowing up like a cow means you no longer fit into your clothes
Buying new clothes gets expensive
Wearing clothes the size of cows means less clothes fit into the washer 
leading to more loads to wash.
Washing more loads of laundry means less time for cooking dinner.
That's why dinner isn't good unless it's full of fat. 

Tonight I am making Basil Chicken.  It's an Olsen favorite.  I'm surprised I haven't blogged about it before.  It's easy.  You put 3 chicken breasts into the crockpot, dump an entire bottle of coleslaw dressing over the chicken,  add some basil that your sister grew in her herb garden with the help of her boyfriend and gave you for Christmas,  duct tape the lid shut, and cook on low for 3 hours.  Serve over white rice since Bella won't eat the brown rice.

If you are looking for the remote, I found it.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

For a few years now I've been thinking about making cornbread.  My sister makes it and her family loves it.  I love cornbread too.  I always load up on it whenever we go to Chuck A Rama.  It's like eating healthy cake.  In the past I have bought those little bags of cornmeal thinking that I would make corn bread.  Well, you know me, I never do what I intend to do, so over the years I have thrown out expired corn meal that's never been opened.  

But last week the stars aligned.  I found a recipe for cornbread and a new bag of corn meal in the pantry, Capri was asleep, Roman was playing race cars by himself and the kitchen was fairly clean, so I thought ok, I will give this a try.  I made the corn bread which was actually a lot easier than I thought it would be.  I didn't burn it so that was good.  The only thing was I didn't know what else to make with it.  What goes good with corn bread?  I don't know.  Probably a whole bunch of things but nothing that my family will eat.  

I ended up making chicken and, yeah, it didn't go that great together.  But hey, at least I can say that I have made corn bread now and it turned out pretty good.  The kids weren't goo goo over it but that is to be expected.  My kids don't get excited about any food unless it's chocolate chip cookies.  Then all the sudden they love to eat.  I made sure to eat lots and lots of corn bread that night to make it worth all the effort.

PS  Does anyone feel sorry for me?  I mean, I seriously can't stand this whole dinner thing.  And it doesn't feel like it's ever going to change.  Ugh.