Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
6 shark steaks or swordfish steaks
1/4 cup catsup
1/2 cup orange juice
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1/4 cup fresh parsley, Chopped
2 garlic cloves, minced
1/3 tablespoon pepper, Ground
1Combine soy sauce, orange juice, catsup, chopped parsley, lemon juice, pepper, and minced garlic.
2Add fish; cover and marinate in refrigerator for 2 hours.
3Remove fish from marinade, reserving marinade.
4Grill fish over hot coals 6 minutes on each side or until fish flakes easily when tested with a fork, basting frequently with marinade.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
Season fish on both sides with Creole seasoning and kosher salt.
While fish is grilling, lay tortillas on baking sheet. With a fork, poke holes in tortillas, ½ inch apart over the whole tortilla. Lightly brush with olive oil and bake in preheated oven until lightly browned, about 5 minutes.
Place 2 tortillas on each of four plates.
When done, slice fish and place on top of salad, drizzle with chimichurri sauce.
Mix all ingredients together. Refrigerate.
Combine the olive oil, rice vinegar, lemon juice, salt and pepper in a medium bowl. Using a wire whisk, mix until evenly blended.
Add all remaining ingredients and, using a rubber spatula, gently mix until evenly blended. The mixture should be highly seasoned; add more salt or vinegar, if desired. Refrigerate for up to 3 days
Monday, July 27, 2009
2 tablespoons Creole mustard or spicy brown mustard
1 1/2 tablespoons balsamic vinegar
1/3 cup honey
Combine all ingredients in a small saucepan; bring to a simmer. Use about 1/3 of the mixture to spoon over a ham the last 20 minutes or roasting time and serve the rest as a sauce.Makes about 1 1/2 cups.
i had a message, on facebook, from my son saying he was leaving for berkekey on friday. i assumed it was last friday and was worried that something had happened in berkeley and he had to get there quick. then i was worried about danny, his dog, and where he was. surely he didn't drive. sure he would have flown. he never takes danny with him. danny stays with us every time zak goes anywhere.
missed calls all the way around.
i called my other son to see what was going on. he's home in nyc and knows nothing. this was good as if there had been an emergency dylan would know.
today we connect. he doesn't leave for berkeley until next friday. reminded me his best friend from high school was getting married. danny will be coming to our house. he also asked if we could keep danny for the month of august, as it's their busiest time of the summer season and he's working 16 hour days. he knows he doesn't need to ask as danny is always welcome.
what a relief.
mr. roll will pick danny up tomorrow on his way home from work (since both are in seattle).
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Put the 4 T, butter incast iron pan, and set it into a 425 degree oven after first dusting the pan with nutmeg, then mix batter quickly while butter melts.
(with a rotary beater, beat eggs until light and lemon colored; gradually beat in milk, then flour.)
remove pan from oven with the butter melted and pour batter into the hot melted butter.
serve at once with any fruit topping or syrups or powdered sugar is good, too.
a tip: Have everyone waiting at the table when the Dutch Baby comes out of the oven, while it is puffed up.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
with my being not feeling good with this kidney infection mr. roll has been taking care of dinner and running to the market to collect me lots of bananas and graham crackers to eat. i sound like a toddler don't i? literally all i want to eat is bananas and graham crackers. and btw, when my children were little i made my own graham crackers--i was so berkeley!
i felt a bit well enough to marinade some chicken, and then mr. roll can throw them on the grill tonight. i also asked him to pick up a salad from a local restaurant, and he'll grill some bread too. mr. roll can cook when given proper notice and instructions, if needed.
Auberge French Lavender Marinade for Beef, Lamb or Chicken
4 tablespoons olive oil
2 tablespoons lavender honey
5 drops lavender, cooking essence (or lavender flowers, crushed)
one crushed garlic clover
juice of half a lemon
salt and pepper
Mix all the marinade ingredients together and brush over beef, lamb or chicken. Allow the meat to marinate in the marinade for 2 hours minimum and then cook as required.
This marinade is great for the barbeque.
If making ahead, store in a covered bottle or jar and keep in the fridge until required.
chicken has been marinating since this morning. i can't wait to smell it outdoors grilling. we happen to live right by a lavender farm so i always have plenty of culinary lavender on hand for meals. if i were feeling better i would also make some brown rice with lavender. it's easy--add culinary lavender to the water and let it bowl, then add the brown rice and let it cook/steam. so good i cannot even describe it.
if you like the recipe and think you want to try it, but don't have lavender fields surrounding your area, please let me know as i would love to send you some culinary lavender. once you cook with it you will contacting me for more. i would love to send you some so don't hesitate to email me at email@example.com and let me know here that you have done so.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
I love Not Me! Monday created by My Charming Kids so I’ll take this time to reflect on what I did not do this past week. Please take a moment to visit MckMama's blog to see what she has not been up to herself this week, or better yet this week is what children have not been up to. not my children, oh no they did not.
- my, at the time 27 year old son, did not wash the 100% cashmere designer sweater i bought him for christmas. and said son did not then call me asking me to please go buy him another one, at $259, because it was his favorite sweater that he wore every day. my son would never do this.
- my oldest son, the film editor, did not once again work on a johnny depp project and refuse to let me near the set. he has not done this to me five times now. my son would not do this because he knows i "heart" johnny depp.
- my youngest, son while in college in eastern washington, did not stop at a safeway on the way back home from skiing and pick out a puppy, from the "free puppies" box, and bring it home for mom to care for while he was away at school. he did not do this knowing we already had 4 fur children roaming our grounds.
- back as a fresh, in high school, my daughter did not let me spend all day on a saturday getting her hair done for the homecoming dance and not tell me what would happen to her beautifully coiffed hair when she played her volleyball game before the dance. this same daughter did not then expect me to heat a large instrument on the stove and straighten her hair. not her, never her.
- my youngest son and daughter, who are only 10 monhs apart in age, did not convince their french teacher, in high school, that they were faternal twins. said son was 5'10, blond hair, euro american while said daughter was 6', black hair, african american. they did not laugh hysterically when i was completely caught off guard when at back to school night the french teacher was clearly furious with my children after she met us, their parents.
- my youngest son did not call me last november to say i needed to come to his house to pick up his dog, the same dog he brought home from the "free puppies" box at the grocery store, because he decided spur of the moment to go to london. he then did not play the guilt card and tell me he was also going to france to see his sister. he also did not call me from scotland to tell me he was in scotland and staying a little longer than planned. not my son. my son plans ahead.
- same son did not call me in march to again tell me to come to his house and pick up his beloved dog because he decided spur of the moment to go to italy. not my son. my son plans ahead--if i say this enough will it happen?
- same son, an avid sailor and civilian large tour boat captain, did not tell me on thursday that he was considering joining the coast guard officer reserves, so he can be port commissioner someday and also so he can become a cruise ship captain, oh and they'll pay for graduate school too. what the ? i don't think so. not my son. this child did not forget about "don't ask don't tell". he did not.
- the three of them did not do a lot of things, but i am too tired now to think, let alone continue to laugh at the memories.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
of course when one writes out their immediate feelings it is not assumed that any who read will understand all that they cannot read between the lines. there is a lot between the lines of the feelings i did put to words.
i was not venting.
i was writing out my hurt. my hurting heart. my questioning of why.
maybe tomorrow will be better. on occasion i get to the point of being enveloped in frustration. to the point i cannot feel. i cannot see through the fog which surrounds me. yet it doesn't block the hurt.
tomorrow will be better.
i have the song "have i told you lately that i love you" playing in my head. i so want to know, to feel that kind of love.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
afterwards we shopped and kelsey found a dress at the lucky store. it is so cute on her. perfect. then we went to ralph lauren and found zak some new shorts, fleece, and shirts. he's set for summer. and i must say that he wears ralph very well.
we met up with phil to board the boat for blake island and have dinner at tillicum village. dinner was a traditional salmon bake and a native dance show. it was a lot of fun. and i learned that we can camp out on blake island and take the dogs. everyone camping out there, it seemed, had dogs with them. i am so excited about this i can't wait to look into getting a tent and such to take out there. this also motivates me to get our boat cleaned for the summer. there island is only accessable by boat. we will get at least one weekend in i hope. the only down side is the weather. today was beautiful, but there is no guarantee in this area. hopeful i am.
i love a good day and today has been one of the best.
Monday, July 13, 2009
i took kelsey and mom and we headed to the spa for nails, toes and massage. mom and i had fills and pedi's, kelsey had a manicure and pedi, and we all had a massage. a good friend of min, barb, was also there and we had a wonderful visit while getting our nails done. delightful.
we left the spa and went to the movie. katie has a list of movies she wants to see while she is here, so i thought we had better get started. we're going to seattle on wednesday to hang out with zak and we'll see public enemies.
i was going to make shish kabobs for dinner tonight, but we ate so much junk food at the movies we aren't even hungry at this point. guess what dinner is tomorrow night?
michael jackson. he's been gone for a few weeks now, yet his death is still front page news. i am shocked at how many stars are coming out of the woodwork to claim him as their best friend. where were they all when he was on trial for molesting young boys? i don't recall seeing any of them at the courthouse with the man. i certainly wasn't a supportive former fan. as a social worker in domestic violence i worked in a field where i believed the victim. although he was proven not guilty by his peers, i had a hard time absorbing the television interview where he claimed in natural for adults to share a bed with children not their own. doesn't sit right with me. that said, i will say that from all appearances his own children are beautiful and happy and they loved their daddy. that says a lot. i do wish the media would let the man alone and that his children could be left alone to grieve and remember the daddy they so loved.
i am still struggling with whether to contact the lds missionaries to come speak with me. do i have to have them in my home or can we meet somewhere else? starbucks? qfc? why am i so afraid to make this step? i think it's because if i do it i will have to tell mr. roll about it. i cannot keep this from him and i know he won't be happy about it, although he i don't believe he would stop me at all. he wants me to be happy and he know that i have not been for a long time now. he knows that i am struggling with my relationship with god and the church and i am searching for what is right. i have read the lds.com site over and over again. i am so drawn to salt lake city i have planned a long weekend visit this coming winter as a time to reflect and pray and seek answers. is this normal behavior? the other thing i a nervous about with the missionaries is being able to maintain control of my contact with them, and not allowing them control of contacting me. with mr. roll not moving the way i am in this, i need to be able to keep the talks out of my home. how would this all work?
i am still a pen to paper journal keeper and i have written so much about this. years of writing about it. i'm feeling it's may be time to make a choice. i need to talk to mr. roll.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
i had a good friend in school who belonged the lds church. oh how i wanted to join her church. yes there were rules, but everyone seemed to honor them and respect hem, and each other because of them. the family night seemed fun, and i tried a few times to interest my parents in trying it out but they refused. my dad went to bed early so he could get up early for work at the seabee base. my mom liked to watch payton place.
i wanted to be a mormon. i finally had the nerve to sit my mom down, in the study, and tell her. furious doesn't even touch her reaction. she came short of telling me i could no longer associate with this friend. of course she then made it hard and every time i asked to do somethign with her and her family mom had an excuse as to why i couldn't. she then sat me down to tell me all the "truth" about mormons. whatever. i was 15 at the time i stopped attending church at all. the lds church has never been far from my thoughts or my heart.
i married and we raised our children in the united methodist church and i was happy. very happy in fact. then i moved to washington 8 years ago. i church shopped, but never found a church i really cared for. we settled on a presbyterian church here in town, but again i settled.
there is a large mormon population here in town. i am drawn to it. drawn to it. i find myself reading lds sites. learning all i can. every time i see the missionaries around town i pray they will stop and talk to me. sit with me. pray with me. so far nothing.
i don't know how to shake this or if i even should. why should i? why can't i become mormon? can't people join the church at 51? from all i have read i know i can, i just need some help.
i'll keep praying. what else can i do?
the smells waifing from the kitchen are exciting. i've decided to create a mexican feast for dinner tonight. simple. delicious.
on the menu are chicken enchiladas complete with verde sauce. the tomatillos are cooked and pureed. the garlic and onion added. the cilantro chopped. the jalapeno chopped. all pureed into a liquid that tastes oh so good to the palette. the chicken is roasted and ready for shredding. soon will be time to combine and mix and create the dish topping it with mexican creme. again, it all smells so very good.
the beans are boiling on the stove. the onions added to the chicken stock along with three different kinds of peppers, salt and pepper to wed them all together. the smell is making my mouth water for a taste. the tasting is the best part.
waiting to be done is the ground beef for the tacos. i have all the peppers chopped, the onion chopped and the seasonings waiting to go in when i begin. as if cooks i will cut up the avocado, green onion, lettuce, tomato and shred the jack cheese.
all-in-all a very good dinner tonight.
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Saturday, July 11, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
kelsey arrived today. we are so excited to have her here for 10 days. unfortunately, the driver side window in my car got stuck in the down position so we had to take mr. roll's car to the airport to get her. fortunately that meant we had the perfect excuse not to take mom with us. mr. roll, at 6'5, is so tall that the seat has to be pushed all the way back for his legs so no one can sit behind him making his car not ok to have mom in while needing to have kelset in there too. so nice to not have to take mom to the airport with us.
mr. roll and i were on the list to pick kelsey up, so we we could go back to the gate and meet the plane. mom was not on the list so wouldn't be able to go back. meaning that mr. roll or i would have to sit with her. neither of us wanted to be the one to stay behind with her. mom sitting at the airport waiting is unbearable and annoying all rolled into one. she nags about how long it's taking. she threatens to walk home. she complains about the time it's taking. she threatens to walk home. at some point one gets to frustrated with her it's tempting to let her walk home. it's tempting to not yell at her and tell her to shut-up. it's like having a 120lb 2 year old, except a 2 year old can understand better what is going on. mom has no idea what is happening nor what she is saying.
god blessed us with a broken window and we were off the hook. kurt was here to watch mom and we were off to the airport. free. it doesn't happen often so we enjoyed every minute of it. after we had kelsey we headed out to lunch, then to target, then to fred meyers, and finally home 7 hours after leaving the house this morning.
tomorrow we are heading off to forks in search of vampires. i wish we had arranged for kurt to stay here with mom for the weekend, but i didn't. i thought she would be ok to take along. why do i have such a hard time accepting how bad her mental health is? she's 90. there is going to be a lot of walking invovled in our pursuit of all things vampire and i know she cannot do it, which is going to make me upset and everyone else walking on eggshells. i want this to be a fun weekend for kelsey.
i have had such high hopes for this trip. you know how you build something in your mind and then reality hits you smack in the face? this is what is going on with me right now. reality. mom. fun in forks. mr. roll had to come and tell me he just got around to making reservations and we are staying at the motel 8. i bite my tongue and didn't yell at him. i know it was hard for him to have to tell me this, as he knows in my plan we were staying somewhere nice, and he had to break it to me that there was no room at any of the better inns. it seems everyone is heading to forks, this weekend, in seach of vampires. add this to my list of complaints.
vent it out and let it go. let it go. let it go. don't ruin this for kelsey. we are not spending time at the motel, we are only sleeping there with the dogs no less. let it go.
we'll still eat good food--absolutely no chain junk and no fast food and gor goodness sake no subway. how does mr. roll stomach that crap? they use fake meat and i don't even eat real meat. we'll eat good food and enjoy each others company. we'll walk a lot. talk a lot. laugh a lot. and we'll have fun in forks in search of vampires.
i will find my good place. i will get to bed early and sleep well tonight so i have rested and in a good mood for the day ahead. lord, please be with me. be with me tomorrow as you have been today. it's all good in god's hands.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
today was 90 degrees outside. we don't get a lot of days like this here in western washington. i love them.
i spent the morning cleaning up upstairs and trying to get it ready for kelsey to get here. on sunday we have to make a trip to ikea to buy a new bed to put in the office so she has something to sleep on. i am so excited for her to come. our first stop, after picking her up at the airport, is forks, washington. kelsey is the biggest twilight fan and cannot wait to visit forks and see where edward and bella came to life. i am thrilled to be able to do this with her.
we'll stay in port angeles for the weekend and then come bac home. we have a lot of things planned to do with her while she is here. i want her to have the best time!
today i took mom out to bonney lake to do some shopping. i ended up at marshells where i found yoga shoes and several new yoga pants and tops. i also found a dress to wear to the bbq at linda's house tomorrow, and of course shoes to go with it. and being as i am not the most patriotic person, it is not red, white, or blue. it's pretty. feminine and pretty. mr. roll will love it.
linda hosts a bbq every 4th of july and i love a potluck. tomorrow i am taking pesto pasta salad, deviled eggs, salsa and chips, and i baked a lemonade cake and will frost it tomorrow with whipped cream, blueberries and strawberries.
mr. roll and i were supposed to go out to dinner tonight at salty's for our anniversary. were supposed to go. we didn't go. he is sick. sick. sick. i hate cancer so much. he assures me he really wants to go out with me to celebrate and we will. he promised we will. it will be random though depending on when he is having a good day. the joys of living with cancer. i want my husband to be better. to feel good.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
i was up early and off to starbucks for my regular triple grande latte, and then off to yoga. came home and grabed mom to run off to the market. mom loves to go to the market. then it was back home.
pulling up to the house i noticedthat bear was outside and i had a little panic attack. you see, bear will stay in the yard,l but his cohorts lucy and harley do not stay in the yard and escape by digging under the fence. yikes. thankfully as i darted for the front door i saw kurt's bicycle in the driveway and realized that he had let the dogs out and all was well.
kurt is mom's caregiver and a blessing to us all. whie he was with mom the rest of day, sitting out on the deck reading the bible and then playing dominos, i was able to get some work done. i took my laptop out to the backyard and worked at the table, trying to get a paper done for entry in the paralegal program at the university of washington. i have got to get this sent off asap!
of course the garden called me . . . so i did a little gardening. quess what i found when i began racking som leaves from a far corner? pumpkins! pumpkins i planted 2 years ago have come back to life this year. they have been sheltered from the elements with all the maple leaves on top of them and they survived and the plants look beautiful. i am thrilled.
dinner tonight is chicago style deep dish pizza. zak and i ate at pissaria uno while we were in chicago and it was the best pizza ever! so i looked up the recipe online and made it tonight. it smells so good. i made an antipasta salad to go with it. delicious.