gleaming like silver
April 21, 2008 | Filed Under ordinary
i made a terrible dinner tonight but ernie and i were both in good spirits and it didn’t bother us at all that the kids looked at the dish in the middle of the table that was almost entirely made of brown rice and lentils and were sorely disappointed and even insulted that this is what i was feeding them for dinner. honey sandwiches followed, although i liked the lentil mush, no, really, i did. i don’t know where my intelligent mind wanders when i start making meals that are almost entirely made of brown rice and lentils. “shred some cheese and mix it in!” i think. i’m sorry, boys, ernie, that i do these things to you. at least it was not an oatmeal walnut burger.
the trees are nearly green through the windows, over the shed the sky is gone, all green with summer on its mind. there’s also a lot of pink on our street, everyone dressed for some gatsby party, pink, white, fluttery.
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oh my gosh! i just opened etsy….and there is royal buffet on he front page: right smack in the middle of the ‘hand-picked items’!! woo-hoo! way to go!
lentils and rice–to get my children to eat them, I need to hide them in large quantities of ketchup. Either “snobby joes” or lentil-rice burgers. Then, we add cucumber chips. Those salty sweet crunchy chemically pickles we buy in bulk at Costco. I made homemade pickles, but to no avail. The Costco chips are the winner.
My boys like “Orc Slops” as they call lentil soup, but today I experimented a little and made it lentil-barley soup. They ate it gratefully at lunch (along with a generous hunk o’ sausage). However, when I tried to convince them it was dinner, too. . . What prompted me to use TWO bags of lentils and a whole bag of barley?! We have lentil-barley mush to last a week of lunches.
I suggest PB&J for dinner, but R9 said, “Mom. . . please, something hot!? You can make stir fry with no meat?” Ah, my pseudo-veggie kids and their decent eating habits and attitudes. *grin*
Hubby, on the other hand, had calamari and beer for lunch–went fishing with all the men in the family.
Hah, this takes me back to a memorable dinner from my childhood that, mysteriously, everyone spilled their drinks on before they could finish. Egg Foo Yung looks amazingly different in a puddle of cherry Kool-Aid. I still remember what a good sport my mom was about it, though.
This:
“the trees are nearly green through the windows, over the shed the sky is gone, all green with summer on its mind. there’s also a lot of pink on our street, everyone dressed for some gatsby party, pink, white, fluttery.”
takes my breath away.