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  1. The composed salad looks fine, the others, not so much. Hmm, I'll have to try scrambling eggs in one of our other cast-iron pans again. They were a set I got from my mom that were so badly neglected that we had to baptize them by fire to get them usable again. It takes a long time to get the seasoning right on them, even after doing the oil and oven trick. I ate some canned lentil soup for lunch today here at work that would have fit perfectly here. Unfortunately I don't have a camera or a cellphone with a camera. It looked pretty gross and didn't taste all that great either.
  2. Grub, I caramelized red onions like that once, and they looked exactly like the ones on your burger. I also ended up making green scrambled eggs a while back, but I wasn't trying to imitate Dr. Seuss, nor was it St. Pat's day. Now I know not to scramble eggs in a cast iron pan. I don't think it was seasoned enough or something. My kids wouldn't eat the eggs and while I was running to get the camera, my older son threw them out into the garbage. I love this thread; it's so good for a laugh.
  3. Happy birthday, Chufi! I've been away at our cottage and haven't had internet access for a while. I love your blogs and your pictures. I've never had rats as pets, but they are really cute little guys.
  4. That sushi cake is just amazing. My husband wouldn't let me take a picture of the vile stuff he reheated for supper the other night because it looked so gross. It was very similar to the shit in a pot picture posted earlier. It was chili that he'd frozen because it was leftover from a Scout camp he attended about a month ago. He froze it in a large container, so to defrost it he kept stirring and beating it to death until it was hot enough to eat. Everything broke down into the consistency and appearance of something you would find in the diaper of a baby who was unwell. Add to that the scorched smell of chili that was originally cooked over a campfire and bleurgh.
  5. What a lovely blog, and I'm sorry it had to end sooner than anticipated.
  6. Make some homemade dill pickle dip.? Finely dice 3 or 4 pickles, depending on size. Soften a block of cream cheese or use the stuff in the tub and add enough sour cream for a dippable consistency. Stir in the pickles and refrigerate for an hour to meld the flavours. Taste and adjust the amount of pickles after this if you feel it's needed. You can also add some garlic if you like. Get some nice thick potato chips and enjoy!
  7. My husband's favourite foods are pizza, chili, steak, hamburger, any kind of red meat, and if it's really really spicy, so much the better. Anything made over an open fire or on a grill just gains extra points. He has no self-control if we have candy, chips or popcorn around the house, so I have to hide it from him. He'll even eat the kids' Easter and Halloween candy unless they get really pissed at him.
  8. I love the smell of a lot of foods, but most especially garlic cooking in butter, brownies baking in the oven, fresh apples or citrus, and wine. I dislike the smell of raw meat, cooked eggs, hamburgers, and the smell in our house after we've made tacos or fajitas. It gets into everything. Canned tuna is pretty bad too, especially when my husband doesn't rinse the sink after he drains it. Blech. I REALLY hate the smell of hot tar, although it's not food. Sometimes I can smell it as I walk to work, and it seems like it even permeates the cup of coffee I'm drinking on the way.
  9. Congrats on the baby, Malawry! April 11th is my birthday! I'm looking forward to the rest of the blog.
  10. What a load of crap, FatGuy! My go-to foods for a bad day are any kind of pasta, but especially tortellini with cream and mushroom sauce, some good olives, a glass or 4 of white wine, and dark chocolate later to top it off. Good bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar to dip it in might be another option. A bag of Miss Vickie's chips might work its way in there too, along with a good book and a hot bath with some nice-smelling bubbles.
  11. GSBravo, I burned the green beans just the other day. Yep, it stank, they were ruined, and the pot was hell to clean. I was distracted that day (yes, that's my excuse).
  12. I'm not quite up to the standards of some of you here, but I'm slowly getting there. There aren't a lot of fine dining places here, so I make a lot of meals at home. I don't have an expensive knife set yet, but that's next on my list. I don't see much of my coworkers at lunch time because most of them are off shopping at the mall and eating mall food. I do have a small stash of stuff in my cubicle such as salt and pepper (of course), a couple of bottles of herb/spice combos for sprinkling, a bunch of different kinds of tea and a small jar of honey for sweetening, and always a variety of snacky foods. I'd like to keep more in our work fridge, but it's used by a lot of people and things go missing in there. Oh, and I have a can opener and set of cutlery, as well as a bowl, plate and cup, also a small teapot. I hate using plastic dishes and cutlery. People always see me with my cute little glass teapot in the afternoon and think it's such a good idea. I'd like to have freshly boiled water for my tea, but the hot water dispenser on our water fountain is damned near boiling, so it's actually ok. Some teas are better when the water is just off the boil anyway. I am the go-to person in our workgroup if someone wants ideas for meals when they're entertaining or if they need to know how to make something. My husband doesn't quite get it, and my youngest son is still little and a picky eater. My 11 year old son likes to cook, and boy, does he like to eat. He's on his way to becoming a foodie too. Sometimes I wish I didn't like food so much, because it would be easier to lose weight, but then I'd be missing out on one of the great joys of life.
  13. My friend calls kitchen tongs "kitchen thongs", which creates a somewhat strange mental picture. She also refers to oven mitts as oven gloves, which isn't quite so bad. My husband refers to milk as cow juice, which grosses out our kids no end. Hors d'oeuvres are horses' ovaries or horses' dovers in our house. These are quite intentional.
  14. I don't have as many as some of you, so this is pretty free form: In 2006, I will learn to make bread from scratch by hand, not with the bread machine. I will finally dig out my pasta maker and make fresh noodles. I will make more chicken and beef stock. I will make more pie crust and pastry from scratch. I will keep expanding my repertoire of dishes. I'm sure there are many more, but these are the ones that come to mind first. I usually don't make resolutions, but I think these should be easy to do. I'm not sure how they will fit in with the needing to lose weight and eating healthier, but I'll figure it out.
  15. We also made the mud pies and wild berry concoctions when we were kids and pretended to eat them. I read cookbooks from an early age, and always helped out my mom in the kitchen. We had a huge garden on the farm, and I shelled countless gallons of green peas in summer, hoed endless rows of potatoes, and stole small radishes and carrots to eat when my mom wasn't looking. Wiped them on the front of my shirt and devoured, who needed water to wash them? I remember watching the Galloping Gourmet and Wok with Yan with my mom in the afternoons during the summer when there was no school and drinking cold lemonade or iced tea. My mom was a good plain farm cook, but she was up for trying new things, so she let me branch out into things like homemade pizza, lasagna and stir fries. When we went to the city to shop, she would always buy one new thing to try, usually a new fruit or vegetable. I guess I've always loved food. I have one of my mom's old handwritten recipe books as well as some very old and not so old cookbooks of hers, and I treasure them. I read cookbooks just like I would a novel.
  16. My husband still hasn't learned this one after the first attempt: don't try to clear ice cubes from under the blender blades without first turning it off. Margaritas with built-in toothpicks are really hard on the digestion.
  17. Happy New Year, chufi! The picture of you holding the oliebollen is just lovely. It's sad to say, but I've never eaten oliebollen. We've never been at my MIL's house for New Year's often, and I think the one time that we were, she said that she doesn't bother anymore. I'm a little afraid of cooking things in deep fat, but one of these years I'm going to suck it up and make some. My husband would be very happy, I'm sure. and so would I and our boys. You have done so much to change my attitude towards Dutch food. Before this thread, I thought it was all awful stuff the way my MIL cooks. I'm so very glad to see that I was wrong. I hope 2006 treats you very well.
  18. Welcome, Lilija. I think you must have visited my in-laws' houses at some point, because those stories sound like they were taken directly from their kitchens. Oy, the food those people serve is an abomination. The leftover dinner always stands out in my mind as one of the worst things ever. A piece of lovely Alberta beef roast, burned to a crisp. Some pathetic lasagna, also burned to a crisp. A bowl of salad, dressed long ago, which was sadly wilted and watery. There were other things that I don't even want to think about, much less remember. Luckily, we were wise to this, and had brought along some frozen pizzas so that at least our kids would get something to eat. They were quite offended that our kids ate this and not the "wonderful food" that was on the table. There wasn't enough to feed 3 people there, let alone 8 of us. The Christmas card we got from my SIL and family has a note that they hope we are visiting for the holidays. First of all, my husband doesn't get any extra time off except for next Monday and Tuesday, and it's a day's drive away. Why would we go there to eat something I wouldn't give my dog, sleep on an old air mattress with torn bedding, and be generally miserable? No, we're going to my sister's country home where we'll have good food, good wine, decent and clean sheets, and lots of fun. And it's only 30 minutes away. Which would you choose?
  19. Zuke mama, I grew up in Raymore and moved to Regina when I was 18. I've lived here for 25 years now. I'm going over to the western Canada food thread to see what's up over there. We have some very good restaurants here and new ones are opening all the time.
  20. Oh, what a wonderful blog! Your writing is fascinating, and I'm so happy to see many people here with Saskatchewan ties. I have lived all my life in Saskatchewan, and have lived all of my adult life here in Regina. You are bringing back wonderful memories of Christmases at my parents' farm, near a small town an hour or so north of here. The pictures of all that cheese nearly did me in. Lord, but I'm hungry now.
  21. Bubblehead Chef, you brought back a fond memory of my father. When I was a kid, my mother volunteered for a lot of things, so many times my Dad and I were left to fend for ourselves at suppertime. I must have been about 10 years old or so, and I wanted to make rice for supper. I don't know what I did, but that rice came out as hard as rocks. My dad gamely made his way through his meal and told me it was very good. It wasn't until I was quite a bit older that I realized what had happened. Bless your heart, Dad, for not making me feel bad. He pulled a few good ones himself. He was not a cook, like many older men were 35 years ago. But when mom and I were off at various activities, he did try to make supper for us. One time he tried to fry wieners, and they were the kind that needed the plastic wrapping peeled off first. He didn't do this of course, and ended up fusing the wieners to our frying pan. He also thought on another occasion that some mushed up pie dough in a container was leftover mashed potatoes and tried to warm them up in a frying pan (no microwaves back then). It took my mom a long time to clean up all of the grease spatters. I have to give him credit for trying, though.
  22. Klary, I haven't been here for a while, but I'm glad you're recovered and in good health. I just noticed the picture of you in your avatar, and you look like you could be a member of my husband's family. They are Frisian Dutch. I'm enjoying all of your recipes and pictures, and I'm going to try some of them when I'm on vacation next week.
  23. There aren't any food items on top of my fridge because they'd get forgotten. There is a pencil/pen/scissors/etc holder that looks like a little galvanized pail, assorted bills, paperwork, and junk like that up there. In the cupboard behind/above are the cookbooks I don't use very frequently, but it only takes a small stool for me to reach them because I'm tall. I do have to move the pencil holder to get at them though. And I know for certain that there's a lot of dust up there.
  24. saskanuck

    Salad!

    Butter lettuce, finely chopped tomatoes, sliced avocado, and pomegranate seeds/arils (what the hell are they called again)? The dressing was a little dijon, some balsamic/fig/onion sauce, some red wine vinegar and EVOO. It was just something I threw together at the last minute from what I had in the fridge, and it tasted great. I love butter lettuce, sliced avocado, and ruby red grapefruit sections, tossed with a dijon vinaigrette. But I didn't have any grapefruit on hand.
  25. My homemade butter spritz cookies and oatmeal/coconut/chocolate chip cookies. Mmm. I also had some herbed goat cheese on crackers earlier today that runs a pretty close second.
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