And it’s not even Monday….

March 2, 2010

Actually, I did cook last night, but as it was nothing out-of-the-ordinary, I didn’t photograph it. Good, though — PJF pork chops (God, I love those people); potato salad (had leftovers for breakfast, because, you know, potato salad); and baked beans.

Baked beans are always kinda a tossup for me. Some times they’re good; some times they ain’t. These were.

As nearly as I can recall, here’s what I did:

  • 2 cans el cheapo pork-n-beans, drained
  • about 1/2 cup ketchup
  • about 2 tbsp dijon mustard
  • about 2 tbsp brown sugar
  • several turns of the pepper mill
  • a healthy shake of Lawry’s seasoned salt
  • a few shakes of hot pepper sauce
  • some garlic powder
  • and a half-cup, or thereabouts, of those caramelized onions I’m hoarding in the fridge

Glopped all that together (I don’t remember anything else, in any event, but there could’ve been), put it in a baking dish, topped it with bacon, baked it at 400 until it was bubbly and the bacon crisped. Good stuff! The onions really stepped it up a notch.

Pork chops I simply marinated in Montreal steak seasoning rub (and wished I hadn’t; I’d forgotten how peppery that stuff is. The pepper just overpowers anything else.), then seared on my hot grill pan, about 3-4 minutes on a side, then tented them loosely with foil and popped them in the oven with the beans for maybe 15-20 minutes. Perfect. Still good and moist, no pink, still wonderfully tender.

I loves me some PJF meat. And it’s supposed to get warm this weekend, so I may have to order me a good steak and grill it.

Lunch out today, a tremendous disappointment. I’d heard about this place, little diner-type establishment way the hell and gone out in the country, supposed to be all that and a bag of chips, great lunch specials, great steaks at dinner. Based on lunch, I will not be trying a steak there, I can assure you.

The Tuesday specials on tap were an open-faced roast beef sandwich, a “Caribbean chicken salad,” and something else I forgot but didn’t feel attracted to. I had expected maybe a set entree and a choice of sides; no go. I didn’t feel like chicken salad, so I went for the open-faced roast beef.

Fail. Big-time. Shall I count the ways?

  1. Boxed mashed potatos.
  2. Brown gravy from a mix.
  3. Industrially sliced and frozen, or frozen and sliced, roast beef with no taste whatsoever other than the saltiness of the gravy.
  4. White sandwich bread.


Fortunately, I’d eaten a healthy serving of potato salad for breakfast, since I’d taken it for lunch because I’d forgotten I was supposed to be going out to look at industrial sites and eating lunch, and I was hungry this morning. As I am not cooking tonight, I’m thinking the leftover baked beans may be dinner.

Slightly later. Well, scratch the above. At least so far.

First course was pimento cheese and crackers. More cheese, more cayenne added. Good stuff. Second course came about as a result of my trip to the hated Wal-Mart, which I had to make because I had to buy laundry detergent, shampoo, air freshener and upholstery cleaner, and when at least three cleaning product necessities or pet care needs coincide, I grit my teeth and go to Wal-Mart. And when I’m there, I stock up on two or three jars of Great Value bean and corn salsa.

Pretty much what it says — tomato/pepper/onion salsa, with whole kernel corn and black beans in it. And it’s good. It’s even better when you get it home, dump it in a plastic tub, and grate about two cups of colby jack cheese into a quart of it and stir it up and eat it on tortilla chips. As I am doing right now. I mean, I got my veggies, I got my dairy, I got my carbs.

OK, maybe I’ll eat the beans for the protein value and pride myself on a balanced meal. Even got some fruit salad I can break out for dessert.

Tomorrow it’s strip steak with 100 other people; I am not hopeful. But maybe it’ll be a pleasant surprise. And lunch out in West LR somewhere after my doctor’s appt, so I’m thinking the Middle Eastern place. Long time since I’ve had falafel and shwarma.

Meanwhile, being that I’ve managed to waste a good deal of bandwidth and say not much at all, you and y’mama ‘n ’em have a nice evening, and I’ll check in with you in a day or so.


One Response to “And it’s not even Monday….”

  1. Malinda (Pafford) Florence Says:

    Kay, so sorry to hear about your accident — just wish you and felt like eating the sammich afterwards! Cathe Patton put me on to your blog this weekend and I love it!! Would LOVE to eat some of your fabulous looking food! Keep up the great work and hope you get better real soon!

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