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I present Capers:
The last time RockStar, BabyDaddy, and I saw my grandmother for a visit at home (the very last was at the hospital right before she died) we went to the Kroger in her town and got a regular Sunday morning schmear. Lox, capers, onions, tomato, the works. Out of the blue, she took a caper out of the jar and popped it into her mouth. She was in love with them. Every time I talked to her on the phone after that, she told me how good they were and how she loved to eat capers on her salad. It makes me very happy to know that life has pleasant surprises for us, even in your 80’s with dementia.
Happy Birthday Miss Mary.
(Here’s another pal we met on that trip.)
From now on, barring technical issues, I’ll be posting at SketchyRecipe.com . Head on over to see what debacles I’ve concocted.
My homey Colleen is working her booheiner off to get us up and running, but all change takes time. In the meantime, feel free to check out the new catagory widgit I put on the left side of the blog. You can find all of the posts that way.
Technical difficulties will be a thing o’ the past soon. See you at sketchyrecipe soon.
We’re moving on up. To the East Side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky-high-high.
Mooovin on up. To the East Side.
We finally got a piece of the pi-i-iii-iiiie, yeah-eah-eah.
You kids can drop the wordpress from the site name. We’ll now be just http://sketchyrecipe.com.
See how happy we are?
I made this tonight. It was not a total success. I think it would be in a rice cooker.
Much Lazier and It’s From a Can Enchilada Sauce Rice
1 c mild red enchilada sauce
1 c white rice
1 c water
2 tbs oil
Warm the oil in a skillet. Add the rice. Stir to cook a bit and then add water and then sauce when you can smell the rice toasting. Bring to a simmer and let cook for 10 minutes, covered. Add 2 parts water for 1 part sauce to the mix if you need to. Cook for 10 more minutes, adding water and sauce, until cooked.
This never cooked fully for me.
What I will do next time? Cook the rice in the rice cooker with the same 2 parts water to one part sauce plus salt.
I will update! (Because we celebrate the failures here too!)
The winner of the Bag contest is Leigh! I’ll be sure to share pictures of the horror that the Recipes create.
That wins the poorly decorated canvas bag by yours truly. Really. (Maybe)
You need to find the original post and put a comment there.
Good luck, hippies.
The LunaR moth. It comes to feed on our moonvine. Here are pictures of the Luna moth and moonvine from Morguefile.com. I love that site!
The Archer Farms Green Chile and Cheese Tamales have been discontinued from my SUPERTARGET. Yes, we are a SUPER U.S. Majority family, but do not punish us by taking away our most non-ethnic/homogenized “ethnic” food. Just like I dream we have a clothesline, and a pig, and hens roaming about the back 0.14 acre, I acutely now feel pain in paying $6.00 to burn sweet petrol to buy totally faux tamales. THEY ARE YUMMY. Damnation. The ironies in These Times do sting.
If only we had a Prius.
For the border. Tamales, guac, and mexican rice.
Yummy!
This non-recipe diversion is caused by a marathon over the Father’s Day weekend of Mel Brooks films:
Fifi and Donny (my pater) reared my sister Mary, Mary and me on some totally awesome, uncut, pirated VHS Mel Brooks films. We cut our tween teeth on Blazing Saddles, “I’m Tired” is still one of my favorite songs, and Young Frankenstein, “Put The Candle BACK!” We still watch Donovan’s Reef every Thanksgiving. We’ve even shanghaied faux-grandparents Bike and Monnie into this addiction. I would love the recipe to Schwartz Wasser Kirsch Torte as much as I would love Gene Wilder as an older brother, but until the end of the rainbow is discovered, I’m afraid I have to have Fifi’s Beyond Awesome Dressing and a helping of the Reef. (It’s how I learned the singular of lice was louse!)
Do you and yours have any “Anything But Board Games” traditions? I’m completely happy with my familiar dysfunction. Because my family has always prided itself with putting the fun in dysfunction. Right, Fifi?
