July 07, 2010
On the Menu
Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not just nosy about food related issues. It's just all I'm admitting to today.
I assume you also have weird food related curiosities so I've decided to share this week's menu with you. For those of you that could care less, please come back tomorrow for some lovely cottage kitchen inspiration.
Do you menu plan? I didn't use to but then I'd find myself standing in front of the freezer at 4pm every day wondering what in tarnation I was going to fix for dinner. Planning takes the pressure off. I'm not that good at making decisions under pressure. Which explains my first marriage.
Also, I love to try new recipes and this process encourages me to sift through the nine hundred and eleventy thousand recipes I have ripped out of magazines.
I meant to post this on Monday since that's how I usually plan, so this week's menus will begin there.
Tri color Tortellini tossed with basil olive oil and parmesan
Old Fashioned Fudge Pie (pictured above)
Fish Tacos with Chipotle Sour Cream and rice
(I use Panko breaded Cod from Costco for these)
Cream Cheese Cookies (new recipe)
Cast iron skillet chicken with onions, garlic and mushrooms
or as it's known in our house Every Man for Himself Night
Farmer's Market Pasta
This consists of whatever catches my fancy at the Farmer's Market that morning, tossed with whatever pasta I have in the house, olive oil, parmesan, red paper flakes and enough of the pasta water to make a creamy sauce and I'll add in any leftover meat I might have sitting around like chicken or sausage. This is not rocket science. I usually add a fresh baguette from the market as well.
Breakfast: Blueberry Crumbcake
Dinner: Grilled Burgers and Fresh Corn Salad
Clearly I love to bake. A little too much according to my hips. Truthfully at least one of these meals probably won't happen because I won't feel like cooking at some point. Another confession. We eat hot dogs. Nitrates and all. Sometimes we have breakfast for dinner. Sometimes a humble grilled cheese.I'm not the perfect homemaker. I've even given up trying. Sometimes you have to admit defeat.
What are you making for dinner tonight?