<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262</id><updated>2011-08-01T17:32:42.402-04:00</updated><category term='Fail'/><category term='Video game development'/><category term='TV'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='wordle'/><category term='retro food'/><category term='QA'/><category term='Ringtones'/><category term='penis'/><category term='Chili'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='Law and Order'/><category term='Olive oil'/><category term='pasta'/><category term='Palin'/><category term='mom'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Mingus'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Chicken'/><category term='jell-o'/><category term='minchiette'/><category term='cookbooks'/><title type='text'>Parenthetically Speaking</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-8573364809474028330</id><published>2010-01-24T18:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:38:42.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did all the recipes go?</title><content type='html'>I know what you have all been thinking... Where did all the recipes go? Honestly, I've been really lazy about posting them so the obvious answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another &lt;/span&gt;blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea is to separate all the food stuff from all the other stuff that I write so in 5 years, it will be so much easier for me to publish my James Beard Award winning cookbook and retire as a woman of leisure. Or... so I can put all my recipes in a place where I can make the formatting not suck quite so much without having to toally overhaul my current blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, &lt;a href="http://perfsalad.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-perfection-salad.html"&gt;Perfection Salad&lt;/a&gt; was born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-8573364809474028330?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8573364809474028330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=8573364809474028330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8573364809474028330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8573364809474028330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-did-all-recipes-go.html' title='Where did all the recipes go?'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-962555697047234185</id><published>2009-12-07T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:00:30.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amaretto Pecan Tassies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:9pt'&gt;This was one of my favorite cookies to make as a little girl. When we lived in San Antonio we had a bunch of pecan trees in the yard so any recipe that used pecans was a favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border='0' style='border-collapse:collapse'&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col style='width:29px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:148px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:15px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:29px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:173px'/&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;tbody valign='top'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;½ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='3'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;cup butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¾ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;cup packed brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='3'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;oz. cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;tsp vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='3'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;cup all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;dash salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='3'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¼ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;cup chopped pecans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px' colspan='3'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;tbsp amaretto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 325°. Beat butter and cream cheese until combined. Stir in flour. Chill for 1 hour. Divide dough into 24 balls. Press balls into mini muffin pans and press dough evenly up the sides of each muffin cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beat the egg well. Add brown sugar, amaretto, vanilla, salt and mix just until smooth. Add pecans. Spoon filling into the pastry cups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bake for 30-35 minutes until pastry is golden brown. Cool in pans on wire racks. Loosen pastry from cups by running a knife around the edges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-962555697047234185?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/962555697047234185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=962555697047234185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/962555697047234185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/962555697047234185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/12/amaretto-pecan-tassies_07.html' title='Amaretto Pecan Tassies'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-4576585753525777568</id><published>2009-11-28T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:07:21.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiced Cocoa Snowballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:9pt;"  &gt;This is based on a recipe from the December 2009 &lt;a href="http://www.penzeys.com/cgi-bin/penzeys/shophome.html"&gt;Penzeys Spices&lt;/a&gt; catalog. I added some cinnamon and chili in an attempt to make Aztec snowballs but they ended up being warm and spicy without the flavor of the cinnamon and chili being at all noticeable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0"&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col style="width: 56px;"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 162px;"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 102px;"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 126px;"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 192px;"&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;tbody valign="top"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;2/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Tbsp Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup Cream cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1 3/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup All-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;2/3  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup Powdered hot chocolate mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Tsp Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/3  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup Powdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cup Powdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Tsp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Tsp Cayenne pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cream the butter, cream cheese, hot chocolate mix, powdered sugar, cinnamon, cayenne, and vanilla. Add flour and salt and mix thoroughly. Cover and refrigerate for at least an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 350°. Roll the dough into 1" balls. Place them 1" apart on an ungreased cookie sheet. Bake for 15-18 minutes until firm. Let cool on the baking sheet for 1-2 minutes then roll in powdered sugar and cool on wire rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-4576585753525777568?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4576585753525777568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=4576585753525777568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4576585753525777568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4576585753525777568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/11/spiced-cocoa-snowballs.html' title='Spiced Cocoa Snowballs'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-4561406053062025185</id><published>2009-11-01T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:36:44.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast for a chilly Sunday morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:24pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Oven Pancake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Arial; font-size:9pt'&gt;As the weather turns colder, it is time to turn the oven on to warm up the house in the morning. I like to throw a pan of oven bacon in before I start this recipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table border='0' style='border-collapse:collapse'&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col style='width:59px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:95px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:102px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:126px'/&gt;&lt;col style='width:192px'/&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;tbody valign='top'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;2 Tbsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;½ Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Apples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 Tbps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 Tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¼ Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Cornmeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;1 Tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Lemon Juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¼ Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¼ Cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;¼ Tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;Lg Eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat oven to 400°&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put butter in oven-proof skillet (~10") over med heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chop apples roughly. You want enough to cover the bottom of the pan completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toss the apples with a tablespoon of sugar, lemon juice, and cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the butter is nice and bubbly, add the apples to the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whisk the eggs well and add the milk and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the flour, cornmeal, and salt and whisk well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour the batter over the apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the skillet in the oven and bake for 30 minutes or until it is set but still a little jiggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 18pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pancake is nice with maple syrup but I prefer it with a little caramel sauce. I suppose I could make it myself but the stuff they sell in the grocery store with the ice cream toppings works just as well for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-4561406053062025185?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4561406053062025185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=4561406053062025185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4561406053062025185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4561406053062025185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-for-chilly-sunday-morning.html' title='Breakfast for a chilly Sunday morning'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-3855860312988630683</id><published>2009-10-04T18:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:15:25.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken'/><title type='text'>Avgolemono Soup (my way)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we lived on the East side of Baltimore, our favorite late dinner was the thick, bottom of the pot Avgolemono soup at the legendary Ikaros restaurant on Eastern Avenue. Since moving to the suburbs, we don't get there as often as we'd like so I turned to the cookbook I got one year at the Greek Festival at the Greek Orthodox cathedral. But being me, the laborious stock making, egg separating process was no match for my laziness and this recipe was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;2 &lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;4&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;3 cups&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Chicken stock (canned or home-made)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;1&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Carrot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;1-2 cups&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Cooked rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;1-2 cups&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Cooked chicken (e.g., leftover rotisserie chicken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;Salt &amp;amp; pepper (to taste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put chicken stock on to BOIL and then REDUCE to a simmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GRATE the carrot and CUBE the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ZEST both lemons and then JUICE them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BEAT the eggs in a large bowl until they are foamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD the lemon juice and half the lemon  zest and beat to combine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD ~½ cup of the hot stock to the eggs SLOWLY and BEAT as you ADD it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;REPEAT with another ½ cup of stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD the egg/lemon/stock  mixture to the simmering stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DO NOT BOIL SOUP AFTER THIS POINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD chicken, rice, and carrot to the soup and simmer for 15-20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After the soup has simmered for a while, taste the soup and add salt, pepper, and additional lemon zest as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This soup &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; be served with hot, crusty bread or rolls and plenty of butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This recipe is very forgiving. The critical part is the beaten eggs with lemon juice, tempered with the hot stock. Once you get that part done, the rest is up for interpretation. The original Ikaros soup doesn't actually have the carrot but our next favorite Greek restaurant (Dmitri's on Frederick Road in Catonsville) makes it that way and we like it. Many places use orzo instead of rice. In an attempt to make us appear "healthy" I stopped buying white rice and I always seem to have leftover brown rice pilaf in the fridge, which works really well. The first time I made this it was a desperation dinner made with canned stock, leftover Thanksgiving turkey, wild rice pilaf, and RealLemon bottled lemon juice. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE&lt;/strong&gt;: If you are lucky enough to have some leftover, you probably want to add some more stock before you put it in the fridge. Otherwise it will seize up and assume the consistency of wallpaper paste.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-3855860312988630683?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3855860312988630683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=3855860312988630683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/3855860312988630683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/3855860312988630683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/10/avgolemono-soup-my-way.html' title='Avgolemono Soup (my way)'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-6804302683973211095</id><published>2009-07-19T14:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:07:20.833-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='retro food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookbooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jell-o'/><title type='text'>Perfection is in the eye of the beholder…</title><content type='html'>This week's pathetic attempt at housework involves sorting through the five bookshelves of cookbooks (plus the piles on top and stacks on the floor) trying to figure out if I can get rid of any of them. I was going strong until I got to the retro ones, you know, the ones with the pictures that are so awful they are great. At that point the train came off the housework tracks and I found myself totally engrossed in the food of my ancestors, the boomers. Case in point, "Perfection Salad" from Better Homes and Gardens, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Jiffy Cooking&lt;/span&gt;, c. 1967.&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNs1YriVxI/AAAAAAAAD3I/gtG4-XJ2NYU/s1600-h/perfectionSaladWide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNs1YriVxI/AAAAAAAAD3I/gtG4-XJ2NYU/s200/perfectionSaladWide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360247645914945298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At first glance, it doesn't look too scary. Until you read the recipe that is…&lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNuGcbjncI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/lGt5wAlFxhU/s1600-h/perfectionSaladRecipeWide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNuGcbjncI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/lGt5wAlFxhU/s200/perfectionSaladRecipeWide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360249038491065794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, that's lemon jell-o with sauerkraut, green onions, and pimento. Give it a minute to sink in. Yep, jell-0 with sauerkraut. WTF were they smoking in the BHG test kitchens when they came up with that one. Was it some kind of sick revenge fantasy for housewives to get back at their oppressor husbands and children? A cunning communist plot? We may never know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But what we do know is, using kitchen shears to snip the &lt;span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNuRzOm8YI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/hWSQxjXRcGg/s1600-h/perfectionSaladCanwide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNuRzOm8YI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/hWSQxjXRcGg/s200/perfectionSaladCanwide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360249233589334402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sauerkraut into bite-sized pieces &lt;em&gt;in the can&lt;/em&gt; is a handy time saver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-6804302683973211095?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6804302683973211095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=6804302683973211095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6804302683973211095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6804302683973211095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfection-is-in-eye-of-beholder.html' title='Perfection is in the eye of the beholder…'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SmNs1YriVxI/AAAAAAAAD3I/gtG4-XJ2NYU/s72-c/perfectionSaladWide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-8638067412112109600</id><published>2009-06-20T16:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:10:55.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Christianity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M8s9vreI/AAAAAAAADhc/kZSWPo6Y-1I/s1600-h/P6200050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M8s9vreI/AAAAAAAADhc/kZSWPo6Y-1I/s400/P6200050.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M83QSfRI/AAAAAAAADhk/3B7pFW7Bqjg/s1600-h/P6200052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M83QSfRI/AAAAAAAADhk/3B7pFW7Bqjg/s400/P6200052.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M9Gpck1I/AAAAAAAADhs/P5lZmK661yQ/s1600-h/P6200051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M9Gpck1I/AAAAAAAADhs/P5lZmK661yQ/s400/P6200051.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1PzRfZlDI/AAAAAAAADh8/PUaMDhvecuw/s1600-h/P6200048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1PzRfZlDI/AAAAAAAADh8/PUaMDhvecuw/s400/P6200048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1P-US_2VI/AAAAAAAADiE/a2dIwTAXoqU/s1600-h/P6200054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1P-US_2VI/AAAAAAAADiE/a2dIwTAXoqU/s400/P6200054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my husband's birthday and I was totally unable to get myself together to prepare anything in advance so I offered up a trip to Hampden to make good on his annual request for Birthday Pie. We made the pilgrimage to &lt;a href="http://www.dangerouspies.com/index.html"&gt;Dangerously Delicious Pies&lt;/a&gt; (BTW the Hampden location is closing after this weekend so you will have to visit their Federal Hill shop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating three massive pieces of pie between us, we decided we needed to walk some of that pie goodness off. We hit the antique mall and way back in the last section of the second floor, I made my find of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five glass fronted, mirrored, battery operated clocks depicting important Christian scenes. Why is this such a find? you ask. Because I know multiple people with powder rooms decorated in a style just begging for these clocks. For a mere $10, I have a bag of Christmas presents* ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*batteries not included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-8638067412112109600?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8638067412112109600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=8638067412112109600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8638067412112109600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8638067412112109600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-for-christianity.html' title='Time for Christianity!'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj1M8s9vreI/AAAAAAAADhc/kZSWPo6Y-1I/s72-c/P6200050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-1391325731803079910</id><published>2009-06-20T12:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:17:38.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Anniversary Chili Rellenos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0J-hvINmI/AAAAAAAADg0/p2FRwKysJcs/s1600-h/P6140040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0J-hvINmI/AAAAAAAADg0/p2FRwKysJcs/s320/P6140040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349442902198597218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:24;"  &gt;Chili Rellenos Stuffed with Grits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The inspiration for this recipe was an article about "Light Mexican Dinners". I went ahead and screwed that up by adding the bacon and cheese. You are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0"&gt;&lt;colgroup&gt;&lt;col style="width: 72px;"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 259px;"&gt;&lt;/colgroup&gt;&lt;tbody valign="top"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;2 to 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mild Peppers (poblano, pasilla, Anaheim)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;2 slices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bacon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;½ cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frozen Corn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1 cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chicken Stock&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1 tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Garlic Powder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;2 dashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hot Sauce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;¼ tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salt &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1 tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fresh Ground Pepper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;½ cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick Grits&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 7px;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;1 cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding-left: 7px; padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shredded Cheddar Cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLICE peppers in half and remove seeds and internal ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BROIL peppers on HI on a lightly greased baking sheet for 2-3 minutes on each side until they start to blister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SET peppers aside to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;CHOP bacon into small pieces and put in saucepan to RENDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When bacon pieces are crispy, REMOVE bacon with slotted spoon and SET aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ROAST frozen corn in hot bacon grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When corn is browned on one side, REMOVE from oil and SET aside with bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD the chicken stock to the hot pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADD garlic powder, salt, pepper, and hot sauce (adjusting for your personal taste but remembering that plain grits are really boring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the stock comes to a boil, ADD the grits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;STIR constantly until the grits start to set up (a minute or so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your grits are too loose (you want them thick enough to hold their shape when you stuff the peppers), ADD more grits. If the grits are too stiff, ADD some water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once they are the proper consistency, TAKE the grits off the heat and ADD ¾ of a cup of the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;STIR vigorously to combine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FILL each pepper half with grits. &lt;em&gt;(see note below about leftover grits)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SPRINKLE filled peppers with the remaining shredded cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BROIL on HI just until the cheese is bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depending on the size of the peppers you use, you will undoubtedly have left over grits. This is not a problem. Spread the leftovers into a flat container and stick them in the fridge. Come the next weekend morning, cut them into hash brown-sized rectangles, dust with flour, and fry them up in hot oil. Perfect for mopping up runny yolks (according to my husband who actually eats his eggs with runny yolks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-1391325731803079910?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1391325731803079910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=1391325731803079910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/1391325731803079910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/1391325731803079910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/06/chili-rellenos-stuffed-with-grits.html' title='Anniversary Chili Rellenos'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0J-hvINmI/AAAAAAAADg0/p2FRwKysJcs/s72-c/P6140040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-6493928048704898966</id><published>2009-03-14T15:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:57:08.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Wordle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/651328/TweetFeed" title="Wordle: TweetFeed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/651328/TweetFeed" alt="Wordle: TweetFeed" style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); padding: 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take any collection or words and turn them into art at &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/"&gt;Wordle&lt;/a&gt;. I created this one from the text of the past 2 weeks of my twitterings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-6493928048704898966?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6493928048704898966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=6493928048704898966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6493928048704898966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6493928048704898966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2009/03/wordle-tweetfeed.html' title='Wordle'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-7258427925126469610</id><published>2008-12-27T19:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:35:34.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minchiette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta'/><title type='text'>There's not enough therapy in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kathy.tempesta/UnexpectedStockingStuffer#"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SVbKDwkRN5I/AAAAAAAACss/3l6WVfaiDPU/s400/DSCF2199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a family tradition. Every year, my mother drops off grocery bags of "stocking stuffers"  with one of us kids and after the actual children go to sleep (or are banished to their rooms now that they are older) we sit around and laugh as we stuff the random assortment of crap into each others' stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past years, we have had stockings whose contents were purchased at the auto parts store, including heel guards for my sister and I (we own about a 3/4" of heels combined) and the little hammers you can use to break your windows if you accidentally drive into a lake. I have enough Crabtree &amp;amp; Evelyn to open my own store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is never going to be able to top this year. This fall, mom went to Tuscany with her church for the second time. Last time she went, she brought me a frilly apron with olives on it, I guess to wear when I am making martinis before I serve dinner to my husband's boss and his wife. She has always bought us bags of pasta, I guess because my husband is Italian-American. Many a food bank has received apple-shaped pasta, shoe-shaped pasta, and even cat-shaped pasta. None of that prepared me for what I found in his stocking bag this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Penis-shaped pasta. In all the years of stocking stuffers, this is the first time there has ever been one shaped like a reproductive organ. I'm trying hard not to assume that either my mother thinks my husband is gay or this is the single least subtle hint ever that she wants grandchildren. Either way, pass the prozac-shaped  pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the picture for more penis pasta photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-7258427925126469610?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7258427925126469610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=7258427925126469610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7258427925126469610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7258427925126469610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-not-enough-therapy-in-world.html' title='There&apos;s not enough therapy in the world'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SVbKDwkRN5I/AAAAAAAACss/3l6WVfaiDPU/s72-c/DSCF2199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-7138117834273956625</id><published>2008-12-14T21:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T20:16:08.994-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Total Pot Roast Domination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;I basically used the same recipe I use to make my beef stew adapted to pot roast. Here's what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take the meat out of the package and season it well with salt and pepper on both sides. Let rest while you prep everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a big dutch oven, cook up 3 slices of bacon, sliced into small pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once the bacon is crisped up, take it out and throw the meat in. leave it alone until it has developed a nice sear, then flip it and do the same on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once it is good and browned all over, take the meat out and throw in some big chunks of onion (I actually used shallot b/c that's what I had), carrot, celery, a whole head of garlic (peeled in individual cloves), some more salt, a handful of whole black peppercorns, some dried thyme and some fresh sage leftover from Thanksgiving that really needed to be used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give the veggies a few minutes to get going, then toss in whatever leftover red wine you happen to have. In this case, I had about a cup and a half of some nice Greek Demestica red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the wine work on all the stuff on the bottom of the pan and scrape up what doesn't come up on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the meat back in (with all the juices that have accumulated on the plate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour on one carton of good, low sodium beef stock and enough water to cover the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring it to a full boil on the stove then cover it and chuck it in the oven for 2.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After 2.5 hours goes by, take the pot out and put the meat on a plate so you can decant the liquid to a bowl and strain out all the solids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put the strained liquid back on the stove and put the meat back in. I threw some sliced mushrooms in for flavor at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave it on a low simmer while you make the potatoes/carrots/whatever you want to go with the meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had some of those tiny Yukon golds, which I either cut in thirds or halves, and some sliced cremini mushrooms. I cranked the oven up to 350 degrees and threw them in a roasting pan with some olive oil and a few good spoonfuls of the strained jus. I guess it took about 15-20 minutes for them to brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve the meat and veg in bowls with plenty of the reduced jus to moisten it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was it. It really couldn't have been simpler. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-7138117834273956625?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7138117834273956625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=7138117834273956625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7138117834273956625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7138117834273956625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/12/total-pot-roast-domination.html' title='Total Pot Roast Domination'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-4039828594302422585</id><published>2008-11-25T23:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:12:08.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels her annual Thanksgiving cold coming on. maybe bronchitis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-4039828594302422585?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/4039828594302422585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=4039828594302422585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4039828594302422585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/4039828594302422585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/feels-her-annual-thanksgiving-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-6248689435501789552</id><published>2008-11-23T15:31:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:08:48.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Husband declares, "Best peanut butter cookies ever!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0Kh-zpD3I/AAAAAAAADg8/my9xJ0mWNtI/s1600-h/DSCF2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0Kh-zpD3I/AAAAAAAADg8/my9xJ0mWNtI/s200/DSCF2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349443511297576818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:50651/d68a5455ec677067956d027eff3e30b0/image/8079d5cf598fc90a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://localhost:50651/d68a5455ec677067956d027eff3e30b0/image/8079d5cf598fc90a.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;While cleaning out the fridge last week, I discovered that we had three almost full jars of peanut butter in the fridge. That fact combined with the arctic cold front hanging over the Mid-Atlantic made Peanut Butter Cookies pretty much inevitable today. I was bored with the same ones I have been making for 30 years so I scoured the web for a new recipe. I found a few that looked interesting so I combined them into this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Yields: ~3 Dozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;3/4 cup butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 cup brown sugar, packed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;3/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 1/4 cup peanut butter, chunky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 1/2 cup all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 cup quick cooking oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1 1/2 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Cream the butter, sugars, and peanut butter together until smooth. Add the vanilla and then the eggs, one at a time until well incorporated. Mix the flour, baking powder, salt, oats, and cinnamon together. Add dry ingredients to wet slowly, until mixed well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Spoon by rounded teaspoons onto ungreased baking sheet. Mark tops of cookies with standard peanut butter cookie fork cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;Bake for 12-17 minutes until bottoms just start to turn golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-6248689435501789552?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6248689435501789552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=6248689435501789552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6248689435501789552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6248689435501789552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/husband-declares-peanut-butter-cookies.html' title='Husband declares, &amp;quot;Best peanut butter cookies ever!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/Sj0Kh-zpD3I/AAAAAAAADg8/my9xJ0mWNtI/s72-c/DSCF2097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-584692603493551162</id><published>2008-11-21T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:53:25.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is enjoying watching the pretty snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-584692603493551162?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/584692603493551162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=584692603493551162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/584692603493551162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/584692603493551162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-enjoying-watching-pretty-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-3016951293122703501</id><published>2008-11-20T09:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:39:21.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is lost in a maze of resolutions and statuses. 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title=''/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-391446763064245198</id><published>2008-11-13T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:59:23.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is pinging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-391446763064245198?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/391446763064245198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=391446763064245198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/391446763064245198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/391446763064245198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-pinging.html' title=''/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-6917795312182939883</id><published>2008-11-09T19:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:15:04.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken'/><title type='text'>Embracing Chickentarianism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since Mark got laid off our insane habit of eating 2 or 3 meals out a day, every day, has come to an end but I am still completely unmotivated to actually "cook" anything during the week. What's a girl to do? Buy a rotisserie chicken, of course! It is amazing what you can do with a whole chicken. I thought about buying one of those "101 things to do with a rotisserie chicken" cookbooks but I still haven't run out of ideas. Here are just a few of the things I have made lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulled BBQ Chicken Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Strip all the meat off the chicken and throw it in a pan with some BBQ sauce. Heat it up and slap it on hamburger buns. Or hot dog buns. Or leftover naan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is an excellent way to disguise dark meat from people who claim they don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken Tetrazzini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sauté some mushrooms, make a béchamel, boil whatever pasta you have, mix it all together in a baking dish with whatever chicken you picked off the carcass, slap some breadcrumbs on the top and you've got casserole heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken Chana Masala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;An international "can of this, can of that" recipe. Rinse a can of chickpeas and chuck it in a pan. Throw in a can of diced or stewed tomatoes. Add a bunch of your favorite Indian spices (I love &lt;a href="http://www.penzeys.com/cgi-bin/penzeys/p-penzeysroganjosh.html?id=EhRu7Lab"&gt;Penzey's Rogan Josh Seasoning&lt;/a&gt;) and a bunch of cut up chicken. Let it sauté until the tomatoes break down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I once found myself completely out of chickpeas and made this with a can of black-eyed peas instead. Still terrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greek Cous Cous Pilaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;This one is based on having some leftover grilled veggies in the fridge also. It originated with some excellent grilled zucchini I made when it was at its peak one summer. Make a pot of cous cous (I like whole wheat cous cous because I can pretend it is healthy) with chicken stock and a little lemon juice. Let the cous cous cool a little and throw in the grilled veggies, cut up chicken, and some chunks of feta cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make boatloads of this in the summer and eat it right out of the Gladware every night until it is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quinoa Pilaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is a variation on the cous cous recipe I had to invent because my husband hates cous cous. Last time I made it, I had half a bag of spinach that was on its last legs so I chopped that up and threw it in the hot quinoa as soon as I pulled it off the stove, along with the feta cheese and chicken. Quinoa's good but nothing beats cous cous for its 5-minute prep time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken Pot Pies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My tiny kit house has no central AC. The oven goes off as of Mother's Day and does not come back on until Halloween. The official Halloween meal is idiot chicken pot pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unroll a sheet of pie crust and cut it in quarters. Fit each quarter into a muffin tin, leaving the excess hanging out. Add some cut up chicken and some frozen veggies. Pour in chicken gravy (the kind in a jar will work) and then fold over the excess. It so doesn't have to be anything close to perfect. Bake then until they are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;My quiche recipe is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.5 cups of some combination of milk and half and half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup or so of the cheese that needs to be eaten most urgently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever leftover vegetable matter is in the fridge and is about to go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever leftover protein is in the fridge and is about to go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This week we are having Chicken and Mushroom quiche with a combination of smoked mozzarella, fontina, and something else I didn't remember buying but was pretty tasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The most holy sacrament in chickentarianism is not to waste any part of the chicken. Every Sunday night, no matter what I make, The bones get broken up and thrown in a pot with whatever aromatics I happen to have and some salt and pepper to make a fresh batch of stock. Of all the great things you can make with a rotisserie chicken, great stock is one of the best. Don't forget to scrape in the chicken jelly from the bottom of the container! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-6917795312182939883?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/6917795312182939883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=6917795312182939883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6917795312182939883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/6917795312182939883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/embracing-chickentarianism.html' title='Embracing Chickentarianism'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-8520499791121602208</id><published>2008-11-02T09:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T09:54:31.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed the memo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I said I wasn't going to do it anymore but I can't stop myself. I keep reading the comments at the end of articles in the paper. Maybe I should go back to only reading the print version again since that won't include yet another essay about the perils of Barak Hussein Obama by &lt;em&gt;Ordinary Joe from Glen Burnie&lt;/em&gt;. But I read it and now I can't get it all out of my head again, the name calling, the accusations of socialism, the derision for his experience… it's all there as usual. But here's what I don't understand. When did the poles shift so selfishness became a virtue while altruism became a sin? I went to church as a little girl and studied the Ten Commandments and the Bible. We learned the Golden Rule, "Love they neighbor." I went to Girl Scouts where we collected canned goods to give to the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But now, I feel like the cool kids are pointing and laughing at me all over again for carrying my Unicef boxes around with my Trick-or-Treat bag. Did they take out the commandment about coveting your neighbor's ass to make room for "Look out for #1"? Somehow I went from living a good, caring life to being a communist and I didn't even notice. Hell, I'm not even a good Christian anymore because I don't hate the right people.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-8520499791121602208?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8520499791121602208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=8520499791121602208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8520499791121602208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8520499791121602208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-missed-memo.html' title='I missed the memo'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-5589118267707422575</id><published>2008-09-26T11:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:55:43.411-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='QA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video game development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law and Order'/><title type='text'>Not as seen on TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; recently put me back in touch with a friend I haven't seen or heard from since high school. When I found out she now works at Liz Claiborne with Tim Gunn, I immediately assumed that her life is some kind of hybrid of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0458352/"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/Project_Runway/season/5/index.php"&gt;Project Runway&lt;/a&gt; and I was consumed with jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then it occurred to me that people think my job is insanely cool, ("Wow! Do you get to sit around and play video games all day? That must be the best job ever!") but if people base their understanding of what I do on the portrayal of video game companies on TV, they may have a warped perception of what my life is really like. Consider these works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0629531/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order: Criminal Intent, &lt;/strong&gt;F.P.S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much wrong with this episode it's hard to know where to start but the title is a good place. FPS stands for First Person Shooter but the game "Deathmatch" is clearly an MMO. The visuals you see are all dungeon-based PvP fighting. Then there's TR Knight wandering around, mumbling about the "lighting on the wall polygons" the entire episode. If he's the head of programming and that's all they let him do, he is a really sucky programmer. But the best part comes when the detectives figure out that the murdered woman was online playing when she was attacked and they go to the game company to find out who else was online at the same time. It's the hottest online game going according to the script and on a Friday night at 10pm, there were a whole 50 other people playing! With subscription numbers like that, you would think that killing players would be the last thing they would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0629657/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order: SVU, &lt;/strong&gt;Game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obligatory "GTA makes you kill hookers" episode. Bad Rockstar! Bad! It does have one unintentionally hilarious moment when the killer is getting a PET scan and the tech uses a Game Cube controller. I did not realize until I saw it that Nintendo also makes medical equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0751126/plotsummary"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X Files&lt;/strong&gt;, First Person Shooter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, someone needs to explain to TV what FPS means. A VR game becomes sentient and kills a tester "known only as Retro" (I wonder what they put on his paycheck) so Mulder has to go in and fight it while the employees of the game company cower helplessly behind their keyboards. OK, maybe that's not so unrealistic. Scully and Mulder bicker endlessly about the relative worth of video games (SPOILER! Scully thinks they are pointless, Mulder is a fanboy) and in the end Scully has to become the kick ass bitch to defeat the virtual kick ass bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0534802/plotsummary"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSI: Miami&lt;/strong&gt;, Game Over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;OK, what's with killing the poor testers? I mean come on! We get the lowest pay, the least respect, the crappiest computers and now you kill us off too?!?!? That said, this is my favorite of the Game Dev episodes. So many great suspects to choose from. Did Tony Hawk kill poor Jake because he was really doing all the work? was it the insane programmer who blamed the tester because of all the extra work he had fixing the bugs he found (hello! You coded the bugs asshole!)? was it the testers jealous wife (as IF!)? was it the other tester who was all hopped up on his cane sugar soda ordered special from Mexico? Can they figure it out from the mocap data of the actual murder? You are just going to have to watch this one to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0653453/plotsummary"&gt;Murder She Wrote, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A Virtual Murder&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Again with the virtual reality game. And if one ever did get significant funding, I suspect the IP they would choose would not be written by a senior citizen from Cabot Cove, ME, no matter how good she is at solving murders. This episode involves Jessica having to do a last minute rewrite because of a glitch in one specific character and a lead programmer who is murdered while trying to steal source code. For a VR game. On a floppy disk. I'm sure you can fit a lot of VR code on a floppy. OK, I admit it. I am probably the only working game developer (well I will be working soon) who has actually seen an episode of Murder, She Wrote but I am sure my mother has and thinks we all walk around the office in power suits with huge shoulder pads, heels, and panty hose. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But if anyone really wants to know what it's like to work in a game company, all they really have to watch is &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0456554/"&gt;Grandma's Boy&lt;/a&gt;. It's crude, disgusting, adolescent and totally accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-5589118267707422575?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5589118267707422575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=5589118267707422575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5589118267707422575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5589118267707422575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-as-seen-on-tv.html' title='Not as seen on TV'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-5467831362654091024</id><published>2008-09-24T17:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:56:08.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palin'/><title type='text'>Shhhh... If you are quiet you can hear the fiddling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNqyav1lgyI/AAAAAAAACBM/LNFhKbKnvFk/s1600-h/DSCF2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNqyav1lgyI/AAAAAAAACBM/LNFhKbKnvFk/s400/DSCF2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I drove by this McCain/Palin sign proudly displayed in the parking lot of a &lt;a href="http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/07340/839522-28.stm"&gt;lumber yard that failed in the wake of our housing crisis&lt;/a&gt; and I couldn't help but stop and take a picture. So many thoughts sprang to my mind immediately. How can anyone be so clueless as to miss the incredible irony of an image like this one? Did someone actually have the thought, "I know, I have a vacant, run down property. It's the PERFECT place for a McCain sign!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had more of a vandal’s heart, I would be tempted to add a sign overtop saying, “This failed business brought to you by:” but that would be unfair. They haven’t really had a chance to put businesses under yet. But that doesn’t stop their local campaign office from taking advantage of the opportunities a deserted commercial site has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing says “Reform*Prosperity*Peace” like a sign behind a locked chain link fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com/f/img/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; height: 194px;" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kathy.tempesta/Old84Lumber#"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 1px 0px 0px 4px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/kathy.tempesta/SNqpm_hbHTE/AAAAAAAACAs/yPWE0T9R-Dg/s160-c/Old84Lumber.jpg" width="160" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px; font-family: arial,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(77, 77, 77); text-decoration: none;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kathy.tempesta/Old84Lumber#"&gt;Old 84 Lumber&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tempted to post this to &lt;a href="http://www.failblog.org/"&gt;failblog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-5467831362654091024?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5467831362654091024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=5467831362654091024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5467831362654091024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5467831362654091024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/shhhh-if-you-are-quiet-you-can-hear.html' title='Shhhh... If you are quiet you can hear the fiddling'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNqyav1lgyI/AAAAAAAACBM/LNFhKbKnvFk/s72-c/DSCF2045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-3412994080183390868</id><published>2008-09-23T14:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:56:21.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mingus'/><title type='text'>Blog This!</title><content type='html'>I downloaded the new &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/"&gt;Picasa 3 Beta&lt;/a&gt; today and decided to check out the "Blog This" feature. Of course, my hard drive is full of nothing more exciting than endless pictures of my cats being exceptionally cute. This is Mingus, climbing the apple tree in the front yard.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNkussstWeI/AAAAAAAAB8c/yW0fHVoUULQ/s1600-h/Gustree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; clear: both; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNkussstWeI/AAAAAAAAB8c/yW0fHVoUULQ/s320/Gustree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-3412994080183390868?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/3412994080183390868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=3412994080183390868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/3412994080183390868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/3412994080183390868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-downloaded-new-picasa-3-beta-today.html' title='Blog This!'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/SNkussstWeI/AAAAAAAAB8c/yW0fHVoUULQ/s72-c/Gustree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-5782772516715616086</id><published>2008-09-21T17:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:56:31.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chili'/><title type='text'>The chili that gave me weird dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;It occurs to me that just posting the weird dreams I had because of the chili without the recipe is cruel so here goes. It's inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/ellie-krieger/white-chili-recipe/index.html"&gt;Ellie Krieger's White Chili&lt;/a&gt;, as seen on Food TV by me yesterday before I went shopping. Actually, it was the fact that I stumbled on really nice poblano peppers at the Korean market that prompted me to make this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black and White Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 medium onion, diced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 medium poblano peppers, finely diced (seeded and ribs removed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Tbsp garlic (from the big jar I bought at the Korean market)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Tbsp ground cumin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 Tsp kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 Tsp chili powder (no salt kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3/4 teaspoon dried oregano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 Tsp fresh ground pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 pound ground white meat turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 can black eyed peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 can black beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 cups low-sodium chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Tbsp lime juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3-4 dashes hot sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 cup gravy flour (like Wondra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 can hominy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lime wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heat the oil in large pot or Dutch oven over moderate heat. Add the onion and  poblanos, and cook, stirring occasionally, until the vegetables are soft, about 8 minutes. Add the garlic, cumin, chili powder, salt, fresh ground pepper, and oregano and cook, for about 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Add the ground turkey and cook, breaking up the meat with a spoon, until the meat is no longer pink about 2 minutes. Add the beans, broth, lime juice, and hot sauce. Sprinkle gravy flour over mixture and mix in well. Cook, partially covered, stirring occasionally, for 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Add the hominy and salt, to taste, and continue cooking, partially covered, 10 minutes longer. Garnish with a lime wedge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE: &lt;/em&gt;This chili was even better the next day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-5782772516715616086?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/5782772516715616086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=5782772516715616086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5782772516715616086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/5782772516715616086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/chili-that-gave-me-weird-dreams.html' title='The chili that gave me weird dreams'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-1958712448231092857</id><published>2008-09-21T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:56:47.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive oil'/><title type='text'>Things that are better now than when we were kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I refilled the bottle of olive oil I keep next to the stove from the 3L bottle I buy at the warehouse club, I flashed on the tiny bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.pompeian.com/oil_home.html"&gt;Pompeian Olive Oil&lt;/a&gt; we used to have in the pantry when I was a kid. Recipes that called for olive oil required precision measurements so as to not waste a precious drop. When the bottle ran out, we piled in the car for a trip down to Little Italy to a special Italian grocery store to buy another tiny bottle. Now, I use olive oil for all of my cooking. I can't think of a meal that doesn't start with a swirl of olive oil in a pan. Sure, I have smaller bottles of different grades and nationalities of olive oil, but the giant jug of extra virgin olive oil is my go to oil. Every time I go to make brownies, I have to run out and buy new vegetable oil because the tiny bottle in the pantry (that I bought last time I made brownies) has gone rancid on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I still love a good trip to the Italian grocery store. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-1958712448231092857?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/1958712448231092857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=1958712448231092857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/1958712448231092857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/1958712448231092857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-that-are-better-now-than-when-we.html' title='Things that are better now than when we were kids'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-8115562429456537736</id><published>2008-09-21T11:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:57:02.387-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ringtones'/><title type='text'>Ringtone dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I finally got around to replacing my old cell phone (you know the one with the 4 key that didn't work anymore, making it impossible to text gerunds) and upgraded to a fancy one with a full keyboard, the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/LG-Maroon-Phone-Verizon-Wireless/dp/B00192AW88/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=wireless&amp;amp;qid=1222006771&amp;amp;sr=1-14"&gt;LG enV&lt;/a&gt;. Because I am inherently distrustful of anything different or new, I refuse to take the protective plastic scratch guard off the front of it. I figure once I do, I am fully committed. But then again, am I really committed to a phone while it still has only the default ringtones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But that presents the dilemma at hand. Do I stick with the elaborate set of ringtones I already have that allow me to immediately identify who is calling me without having to dig my phone out of my purse? Or, do I seize the opportunity to change things up and get some new tunes? No, if I have to download them all over anyway, I might was well embrace the new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting new ringtones always seems like it should be so much fun but then, when faced with the moment of download no return, I always find myself paralyzed with indecision. What if I choose the wrong song? I'm too cheap to waste a $2 download so once I get a song, I am damn well going to use it (thus the Rainbow Connection debacle of 2004).  How does one express themselves &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; identify their friends and family with a 3-5 minute song? It's a veritable minefield of cute and uncool and annoying. And now there is the added wrinkle (poor choice of words) that I don't recognize half the songs on the "What's New" page. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the &lt;a href="http://mediastore.verizonwireless.com/onlineContentStore/index.html"&gt;Verizon Media Store&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-8115562429456537736?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/8115562429456537736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=8115562429456537736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8115562429456537736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/8115562429456537736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/ringtone-dilemma.html' title='Ringtone dilemma'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8994162614570743262.post-7183702470579833460</id><published>2008-09-21T09:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T17:57:19.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chili'/><title type='text'>Dreams inspired by white turkey chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm in a night club and we're all sitting around, waiting for Deb's act to start. She explains to me that she is going to get me a pink sweater like hers with one big black dot, but first she has to get one with two black dots for my niece. Then she goes on to tell me the Pony Club store in Savannah closed and she just cleaned up on stuff to give my niece for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, there was some kind of ecological disaster and we all had to be airlifted out. I had to hang onto the ladder and hold my breath through the poison gas cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon my arrival at the relocation desk, I waited while a group of travel agents finished the arrangements for a tour for a high school reunion. Finally, she hands me my relocation package, which includes a brochure about the nightlife in the area where I will be settled. It has a club that features "shovel dancing" and has a picture of a middle-aged man in full motorcycle leathers and assless chaps dancing with a woman in a mumu. I know I will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, I am coming home from Thanksgiving Dinner and remark this was the worst one yet [this is sadly, not dream fiction, I have had some wretched Thanksgiving dinners]. I stumble onto Erica and a group of her friends just as they are setting the table for their own Thanksgiving. I ask if I can help and find myself sitting at the end between Erica and Christopher Walken. I go to check the messages on my phone and when I come back, there is a pot of vegetables in front of me. I ask Erica if there are fiddleheads in there and she says, yes and a lot more. I look in and there are indeed fiddleheads plus a bunch of small vegetables shaped like skulls and skeletons. Christopher Walken looks at me and asks, "are you acquainted with the Flintstones?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8994162614570743262-7183702470579833460?l=maybekathy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/feeds/7183702470579833460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8994162614570743262&amp;postID=7183702470579833460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7183702470579833460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8994162614570743262/posts/default/7183702470579833460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maybekathy.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreams-inspired-by-white-turkey-chili.html' title='Dreams inspired by white turkey chili'/><author><name>MaybeKathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17123511883350565226</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wt3kC0_y-eM/S2D_FX4zquI/AAAAAAAAETc/XX1IL35T7IQ/S220/perfHead.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
