In my kitchen, it’s either not enough or too much. Last week, I wrote about my cupboards being bare, similar to Old Mother Hubbard’s. I cured that quickly by heading to the local grocery. I purchased the essentials and as usual a couple of extras.
I had in mind making some kind of tomato pasta type dish that was comfort food for my late wife. Healthy and warm was the major requirement there. (My comfort food was hot dogs with mustard; a choice that she could never understand.) I had most of the ingredients which, though way past “use before” dates, I thought would do the job of comfort food on a cold snowy April day. So I dug up a quart jar of home canned tomatoes and a couple of small cans of various types of tomato sauce. (Did I ever mention that my wife loved tomatoes?)
I put the pound of hamburger I’d purchased in the big frying pan chopping it as it fried and dumped all the tomato mixture in my four quart crock pot. (I think you can see what’s going to happen here.) As I added various spices to the bubbling tomato sauce I thought, “Is all this going to fit…and what if it doesn’t?”
The hamburger was done so I took the pan over to the crock pot, which looked like something out of MacBeth, took the lid off, and scraped the hamburger into the pot all the time thinking this is going to spill all over the stove and counter top. Lo and behold; it didn’t. I kept the pot on low to keep my good luck going and it bubbled merrily mixing the tomato, hamburger, and spice mixture in to a luscious tomato gourmet sauce waiting patiently for some pasta to be spread over.
So you’re saying “What’s wrong with that?” You are right; nothing is wrong with that except I looked at it and thought, “How long am I going to be eating this mixture?!” Believe me; sometimes I get tired of eating one thing meal after meal even though it’s delicious. It’s hard to cook for one!
I’m sure you’ve heard the saying, “opposites attract.” I surely think of that now. I’m in the middle of various kinds of taxes and insurance tasks. I’m a procrastinator; my wife tended to get things done now! I miss that energy and my laid-back attitude gets me in trouble. Sometimes I have to kick myself in the rear and say, “Do it now,” then I push it aside and say, “Oh, it can wait till tomorrow.” Tomorrows sneak up on me and I end up under pressure and overwrought. Strangely enough I work well under pressure, but I don’t like it. I guess it’s not going to change. I suppose if I had enough dough, I’d hire a secretary, but where would be the fun in that?
Good job you guys! (Yes I know that’s sexist, but that’s how I talk.) OK; good job you girls and guys! Today is supposed to be in the 60’s for the first time in seven months. Does that mean we have only five months of “Non-winter” around here? Enjoy it. Happy May Day! Al’s at firstname.lastname@example.org e-mail, Facebook, and Twitter.