April 16, 2017
Another wonderful Easter in the books, or almost so, as it’s nearly sundown.
We’ve gorged ourselves on a traditional Easter repast of ham, mac and cheese (because I have carb-loading children, and they require mac and cheese), corn casserole, asparagus, green peas, deviled eggs, rolls, lemon icebox pie, and strawberries.
We’ve hunted eggs at church, with the cutest kids on the face of the planet, led, of course, by my very own, because, well, he’s about the cutest kid on the planet, except for my other two grandkids, with whom he’s tied. Sorry. I calls ’em like I sees ’em. YMMV.
I mean, seriously. Are there any cuter kids? I submit there are not.
March 27, 2016
Some years, the stars align to make a perfectly glorious Easter. This was one such year.
Spectacularly gorgeous weather (windows open, breeze blowing, sun shining). Kids all spic and span, shined up and dressed up for church (even if two of them were in Jackson, Miss., with two-thirds of my grandchildren. Bacon, sausage and pancakes for Easter breakfast at church after the early service, and a marvelous Easter dinner that didn’t leave me exhausted, because I did most everything the night before.
March 25, 2016
It’s been a singularly uninteresting week, culinarily. There was Chinese takeout one night. That was decent. There was a salad and soup lunch at Schlotszky’s, and that was OK. There were the cod cakes I made last night, which were meh, as the very best.
Only thing I’ve cooked worth a doggone all week has been Boston Baked Beans in the instant pot last Sunday. Now, THOSE were good.
We’d planned to grill burgers after church. So I made potato salad the night before, took ground beef out of the freezer to thaw, and put a half-pound of dry beans (Rancho Gordo alubia blanco) on to soak before I went to bed.
May 1, 2014
Not certain I’m back on a regular basis, but I’ve actually cooked some here recently, and the itch to record it is growing. Plus, there have been some noteworthy things on the food front. Plus, it’s finally, maybe, sorta-kinda getting to be spring (albeit I had the heat on last night, which may be the first time in recorded history my heat has been on in May, but when it’s 64 degrees in my house before I go to bed, I’m not playing with that stuff.
Plus, I’ve MISSED y’all. (Please feel free to chime in with how much you’ve missed me. Affirmation is a Good Thing.)
So. Assorted cookery, observations, and other stuff.
It was Easter about a week and a half or so ago. We did not do egg hunts, and I did not do Easter baskets, but I did have the sharpest-dressed man (with thanks to ZZ Topp, because THIS girl’s sure crazy about her grandbaby) at church on Sunday morning.
And I cooked Easter dinner.
Nothing very out-of-the-ordinary for Easter dinner, except I took a notion and wrapped the asparagus in proscuitto and roasted it, which was quite excellent. I also bought two pounds of it for four of us adults for Easter dinner, and one of us doesn’t like asparagus. I may have perhaps overshot the mark on that. But it warmed up well.
Actually, Child C prepped the asparags, after I showed her how to snap the stalks and then wrap each spear. This would be Child C, who Does Not Cook. Much. I was kinda proud.
Along with the asparagus, we had Petit Jean Farms’ smoked ham. Good ham. All things considered, I couldn’t say I could make much difference in it and regular PJ ham. I have a fair quantity of it in the freezer, so you’ll see that some this summer. It was fully cooked, but I went ahead and put a mustard and brown sugar glaze on it and put it in the oven long enough to heat through. Sides were corn pudding and mac and cheese and deviled eggs — pretty plain vanilla ones, with mayo and mustard and pickle relish and paprika.
April 2, 2013
This was Easter dinner: Ham, potato salad, asparagus, pineapple, deviled eggs.
But it wasn’t just your ordinary Easter dinner. Oh, no, I was not going to do something as routine as THAT.
So I glazed the ham with char siu sauce and grilled it. I sprinkled the fresh pineapple slices with curry powder and grilled them (I was rummaging for my Jamacian jerk seasoning, ran across the curry powder first, decided that would do nicely). And I tossed the asparagus spears with olive oil, lemon juice, and lemon zest, grilled them as well, then dusted them with freshly grated Parmigiano.
The potato salad was normal, which is to say, outstanding. The eggs I deviled with some of the leftover dressing from the potato salad. Bad choice. Won’t do that again.
April 7, 2010
It’s been a somewhat frantic week, to which I alluded a while back. Plus, I’ve still got that screwy d/l thing going on with the pics; sometimes it does, and sometimes it doesn’t.
Anyway, I finally managed to get Easter photos downloaded. Traditional Easter dinner — ham, potato salad, deviled eggs, roasted asparagus. With homemade Hollandaise, now that I’ve learned how to make it.