Archive for June, 2008

Garlic Lime Chicken

June 29, 2008
Garlic Lime Chicken
1/4 cup fresh lime juice
1/4 olive oil
1 tbl minced garlic
salt and pepper
4 chicken breasts (up to 2 lbs)


Mix together everything, marinate for at least 2 hours. Turn a couple times. (I fry this w/ the marinade, but you can put in 400 deg F oven, skin side up for 25-30 minutes, then broil, skin still up for 2 minutes or until skin is crispy.) (from the Gourmet Cookbook)


Taco Meat/Filling Recipe

June 29, 2008
Taco meat/filling


3 cups finely chopped onions (about 3 medium onions)
6 garlic cloves, minced
1 jalapeño chile, minced (heat to taste)
1 tablespoon each of chili powder, ground cumin, ground coriander
2 pounds lean ground beef
1 can (28 ounces) crushed tomatoes

Heat oil, cook onions until soft. Add garlic and spices. Add beef, cook til pink is all gone. Add tomatoes. Cook til desired thickness (~20 minutes). Add over taco fillings, tortilla chips and salad, over baked (sweet) potato, or in soups. (from a Martha Stewart mag) Don’t forget the sour cream, cheese, extra jalapeno or olives. Freezes well (thaw before reheating).

Second entry for June 29, 2008

June 29, 2008

Henry is really getting big. He’s 22 months about now.

He doesn’t have a lot of words, however. His main vocalizations consist of a lot of (said shrilly with great force) “cuck!” (for truck) He’s also, I’m afraid to say it, but in the name of honesty, I must say, a bit lazy. All fruit, and perhaps all food falls under the word “ap-pul.” All clothes, (except shoes, which are “dooz”) are “ocks” or socks.

This last is probably okay, given that I’ve only started to buy clothes for him now – up until now everything has been hand-me-downs. Now that I’ve gotten into the swing of buying clothes – it’s thrift store and garage sales, all the way. My sister probably will think that’s icky and sort of trashy, but what the hell. I’m not interested in buying a $14 tee shirt that will get grape juice spilled down the front of it in the first hour its worn and then forever after wear this stain. Might as well get it for cheap and not feel bad when I toss it.

Entry for June 29, 2008

June 29, 2008

W reminded me that I should say something this – somewhere where I wouldn’t get in a heap of trouble for appearing ungrateful to In-Laws.

Martha Stewart’s spices are a small pain in my tuchus.

W and I received the small set for a wedding/house warming gift from my SIL, and it seemed really thoughtful at the time – especially if you discount the fact that she gets a big discount for knowing a MarthaSlave. Anyway – lo and behold – the 24 or so spice tins don’t actually fit into the spaces alotted for them – and it’s sort of a pain in the ass.  The tins also rust – so you can’t actually have them around the cooking process particularly. And thirdly, some of the spice mixes aren’t actually to my taste – and forgive me, but – hello – chinese five-spice is not supposed to taste like it’s French. My ass. (Not that it tastes exactly like that, but still, it’s not the way to go if you want non-Euro spice mixes.)

Entry for June 18, 2008

June 18, 2008

I’m afraid I’m now listening to adult contemporary music.

I was in the parking lot of Gilligan’s (an ice cream shack that also serves grilled food items) and listening to the rather oppressive (W’s wordage) sounds of someone’s satellite radio – and found that songs I had listened to growing up were now “classic rock.” I don’t know which is better – listening to classic rock or adult contemporary – anyway you slice it, it still comes up as ‘next step – geezer music’ over which I’ll be talking about the storm of ’92 or something. Also, as another thought – why in the world would late-era Genesis be considered ‘rock?’ Maybe ‘lite-rock’ but on the same channel as Black Sabbath? Come _on_!

I know someone who took some umbrage at the idea that there is a ‘classic rock’ since when she was growing up, there was only ‘rock.’ I suppose that’s better than ‘old-fogey sounds.’