I lie awake thinking about how much I dislike my family, g’s family, my neighbors, the South and most ex boyfriends, bosses, co-workers and clients. I’m having a difficult time getting zen about anything. I constantly attempt to shift my thinking and it’s so difficult.

We are getting the house ready for the market. We were seriously considering a move to OR as CA is so expensive. After spending a winter here, however, I need more sun that Portland can offer, I think. Over the weekend I checked out the real estate market in nothern CA and almost peed my pants. It’s been about six months since I did any research out there and was amazed to see most houses in a specific area priced in our range. I just can’t believe it.

Soooo, while sleepless, it would be best for me to meditate on our goals and focus on sending out a message to the new owner of the house. Get the universe working in our favor.


several small-ish organic potatoes
4 cups organic chicken broth
fresh rosemary
half organic small-ish onion
handful organic spinach

the rosemary is so good

we’re watching “up in the air” downloaded via a torrent


jan 1

02Jan10

and the holidays are over …

I was pretty engaged this year, maybe even busy. I actually sent Christmas cards. Though I did a lot of shopping and shipping, we didn’t spend very much on gifts. We spent quite a bit on our tree and the shipping to family was a rip off.

New Year’s resolutions? I don’t usually make them, but this year I’m having a baby so I guess I’ll pick it for an accomplishment. We are also going on a budget for the first time ever which should be interesting.


I’m working on putting this desk together. I found this door for ten bucks which continues to delight me. Recently, I ran across a shop with various crap doors for $60-$125 and I’m proudly compelled to report that my door is far superior. I was holding out for two filing cabinets instead of sawhorses for the extra storage, but I think I’m going for the look in the photo since I haven’t come across matching cabinets. Also, I want to keep the handles attached so I’m trying to come up with an alternative to a glass top.





Not homemade or organic, but it’s ok, they’re really good. I’ll be the first to say most boxed anything sucks, but this huge box of Ghirardelli triple chocolate brownies from Costco, um, does not suck. Added walnuts from a huge bag … from Costco.



I had to show another shot of the ugly hippie bowl I rec’d from my gramma years ago … with that new fat spoon I stole from my mamma.


Lucky g, and OH, our hideous pink-fake-granite-laminate counter tops. Someday … I can not wait to replace it with some sort of wickedly cool, inexpensive-perfect-something I’ll find. Maybe recycled, maybe not … but something!




G made these for me and I put postcards from my travels in them. The Greece photos are my favorite. Trying to show off the exposed trusses in this photo.


I took this in Oia, Greece, I think I may frame it.


I drifted in and out of five antique stores today. There are many antique and thrift stores close together in the town next to us. I moped in and out, from one to the next in silence, feeling sad and not finding anything fantastic. I stopped to look at a few pieces of Fostoria, old Pyrex and some Fire-King “Jade-ite”. Actually, the Fire-King reamer which caught my attention is a reproduction. Fire-King 2000. “Reproductions of a Jeannette reamer top and a US GLass pitcher wedded to make an item never produced by either of those companies.”

I’m wanting to continue collecting random pieces. I’m also looking to find a specific line of some sort. Nothing overly popular or expensive, which automatically alleviates Fire-King Restaurantware from the list. Thankfully, it’s not on my favorites list. I do, however, like amber Fostoria glassware. My mother’s best friend had a set and I remember it clearly. I’m going to ask her about them. I will continue my search for something I love.

Any which way, I tried to find solace in the sad quietness of it all today, by reminding myself that soon, I’ll have a baby to distract me twenty-four hours a day. Speaking of a crazy life with a baby, I’m tired of everyone saying, “oh you just wait, you’re going to be miserable. Your going to wish you could shove that baby back up there after not sleeping or having any privacy ever again”.  I don’t know, I’m not buying it … it can’t be so debilitating, can it? I’m thinking it’s going to be somewhere in the middle of beautiful, soft and easy to uncontrollably chaotic. I believe I may have just stated the obvious.

And, I just can not visit Etsy without instantly falling in love with something.

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I was tagged by my new friend Tammi who is very sweet and funny. I thoroughly enjoy keeping up with her blog.

1) I have situational and generalized depression and generalized anxiety. For example, situational depression- I’m not working right now or contributing financially, so I’m depressed. I’m isolated with little contact with the outside world, so I’m depressed. Stuff like that. This would be the third genuine depression I’ve experienced. The first was in tenth grade, from sixteen to eighteen years old, when a bunch of weird shit happened. The second lasted eighteen months when I was twenty-six after sustaining a blown ACL in a snow skiing accident.

2) I quit college to attend massage therapy school. Now, fifteen years later, many universities offer associate and bachelor degrees in body work, which of course pisses me off. I would not have left university to attend a technical school if they’d offered what I wanted. Because after all, it’s all about me and what I want.

3) I was a cheerleader throughout high school. For various reasons, by mid-season, I was kicked off the squad three out of the four years.

4) I’ve known my husband for seventeen years and we have a dog.

5) I’ve had five years of photography classes and love it. I have a shit camera and have for years now. I don’t see myself getting back into it anytime soon.

6) I’m am half Polish and half Italian. I look very southern Italian with dark hair and dark eyes. My husband is an Irish boy with true Baldwin eyes, seriously, he could be related. (that was for Tammi) :-)

7) I’m an equine sportsman and have competed on and off since I was a child. I am currently selling my horse since my focus will be elsewhere when baby comes.

8 ) I had my boobs done … I didn’t think my body would ever be pregnant with child, so it looks as though my breasts will soon be back where they started pre-op. They are already the size of Texas, each. You don’t have to be extraordinarily vain to have your boobs fixed. It’s a girl thing … obviously.

9) I believe I have an eclectic taste. I enjoy all sorts of different looks. I have things in our home that are American, European, Mexican, Asian. Things that are new, things that are old. Things that are hippie-ish and things that are traditional.

10) Though I can have a pretty outgoing personality, I can be horribly elusive and consider myself anti-social. With my generalized anxiety comes social anxiety, as well. Overbearing, pushy people that want to get all up in my business are barking up the wrong tree.

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I returned home from my visit with my family last Monday. As I mentioned in previous posts, everyone in my family was sick during my visit so, while there, I didn’t do much of anything I’d planned. Plus, I didn’t want to visit with friends who have children in case I was carrying the flu. Luckily, I came through it all unscathed.

Didn’t even see the sewing machine, nor did my mum and I make her special recipes. But there’s always next time, which should be soon- maybe in a few weeks. It was so good to get away. Since my return, I’ve even been giving the South a bit of a break from my negative, hum drum attitude.

I’ve not been eating well. I’m certainly eating tons of food and I’m healthy, but I could be doing much, much better for The Babe. I’ve been eating a lot of salt, refined sugar, flour and saturated fat. I’ll get more into it later.

Anyway, g definitely has no complaints.

IMG_0878French toast (um, whipped cream not pictured). Freakin’ YUM.


I brought some thrift t-shirts to make a couple of these with my niece. (if she gets over her 104 degree temperature before I leave)

Kandee has a killer CBGB t-shirt she made into a halter, however, for some odd reason, I couldn’t find a t-shirt of comparable coolness in North Carolina. ;-)

I suppose I could order it onlineacbgb


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Corn Fritters with Yogurt Dip

1 (48-ounce) bottle canola oil
1 cup flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp sea salt
1/8 tsp cayenne pepper
1 large egg
2/3 cup milk
2 tbls unsalted butter, melted
1 cup fresh corn kernels (about 2 ears)
**This is an August recipe, best made when corn is in abundance at local farm stands … but, whatever.

Preheat oven to 200 F. Heat oil to 375 F in a medium pot fitted with deep-fry thermometer. Sift flour, baking powder, salt, and cayenne together in a medium bowl. In a separate bowl, whisk egg, milk, and butter together and stir into dry ingredients. Fold in corn and let batter sit for 5 minutes. Drop heaping tablespoonfuls of batter into heated oil and fry until golden, about 3 minutes (work in batches of 4 or 5). Drain on a baking pan lined with paper towels. Transfer to a second baking pan and keep warm in oven. Serve with yogurt dip (recipe follows).

Yogurt Dip

2/3 cup yogurt
2 tbls dill
2 tbls olive oil
1/2 tsp sea salt

Mix and chill
Serve with corn fritters


Ok, so everyone is sick in my family. My mother and niece are both taking Tamiflu and no one can leave to do anything productive … like shopping and dining in places that serve real food. I’m a quarantined pregnant woman and I’m beginning to feel more isolated and depressed than I was back at home. All whining and negativity aside, mercury or not, it might be best if I reconsider my decision to pass on the vaccine.

Continuing with the theme of food I didn’t know was considered southern food, I thought I’d make these for g when I return from my trip. Pimento cheese, AKA southern pate.

From one of my mother’s Country Living mags …

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Pimento – Cheese Sandwiches

In a medium bowl stir together the following:
1/2 pound grated, sharp yellow cheddar cheese
1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
2 teaspoons horseradish
1/2 teaspoon Worcestershire sauce
1/2 teaspoon dry mustard
5 tablespoons mayonnaise

Blend half the mixture in a food processor until smooth. Transfer back to bowl, add 3 tablespoons chopped marinated roasted red pepper, and stir to combine. Trim crusts from 16 slices firm white bread. Spread pimento cheese among 8 slices. Top with remaining bread. Cute sandwiches into quarters, slicing on the diagonal.


I’ve been a grit freak since I was a kid.  I didn’t realize they were a southern phenomenon until, as an adult, I either couldn’t find them on a menu or, because they are rarely requested, were only cooked to order.

I actually post recipes instead of collecting them on paper (which end up strewn or stuck in weird places) and reference my blog later.  I’m going to make both of these, for shiz.

Both recipes: Barbara Smith, author of “B. Smith Cooks Southern-Style”

Lobster Grits

3.5 cup seafood broth or stock, or bottled clam juice
0.75 cup old-fashioned stone-ground grits
0.25 teaspoon paprika
2 tablespoon butter
0.5 cup Fontina cheese, or more to taste
1 tablespoon fresh chopped tarragon, or ½ teaspoon dried tarragon
1 cup cooked diced lobster
Salt and freshly ground white pepper to taste
Chopped scallions, for garnish

In a medium saucepan, bring the seafood broth to a boil and slowly stir in the grits. Reduce heat to medium-low, cover, and cook for 12 to 14 minutes or until thickened, stirring occasionally.

Stir in butter, paprika, cheese, tarragon and lobster. Continue cooking until cheese is melted, about 2 to 3 minutes. Serve immediately, garnished with chopped scallions.

Note: For thicker grits, decrease the amount of liquid; for thinner grits, increase the amount of liquid.

And a freaking grits casserole … it must be good:

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Turkey Andouille sausage and cheese grits casserole

0.5 pound cooked crumbled turkey Andouille sausage
3 cup low-sodium chicken stock or broth
0.5 teaspoon salt
1 cup uncooked quick grits
1.5 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
2 tablespoon butter, plus more for greasing pan
2 eggs, beaten
1 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley
Hot pepper sauce to taste, optional

Preheat oven to 350°F. Butter the inside of a 2-quart casserole or 8-inch square baking dish, or coat with non-stick cooking spray.

In large saucepan, heat chicken broth and salt to boiling over high heat. Slowly stir in grits and reduce heat to low. Cover and simmer, stirring occasionally, until thickened, 5 to 7 minutes.

Remove pan from heat; stir in 1 cup of the cheese and the butter, stirring until melted. Set aside to cool slightly, about 5 minutes.

Stir in the eggs, sausage, parsley and hot sauce, if using. Pour the grits mixture into the prepared casserole and spread evenly.

Bake uncovered for 30 minutes. Sprinkle the top evenly with the remaining ½ cup of cheese. Continue baking until the center is slightly puffed and set (when a knife comes out clean or it springs back when lightly pressed), and top is golden brown, about 20 minutes.


I didn’t find much avocado, mustard, orange or chocolate colored goodies at my mother’s this visit.  Over the years I’ve been able to successfully steal most of the cool shit. The sewing machine, if I remember correctly, is a luscious, ugly shade of milk chocolate. I talked to my sister and, since she doesn’t sew, she’s willing to give it up.
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My mother is unusually organized with a huge three-walled pantry. She has my late grandmother’s set of china and pots and pans, her husband’s late mother’s silver and all of her own stuff, so I plan on grabbing something. She also has, like, 12 colanders.  For realz.

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80s Pyrex. She’s been holding on to these for awhile now because I didn’t want to send them to CA or carry them back with me. I was delighted to see four bowls. I remembered there being three.
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From her mid-eighties Caribbean cruising. She has several of the same wicker bread/fruit baskets. I need one, I’m sure of it.

I can’t believe I’m blogging about my mother’s pantry and pots and pans. I’m officially an obsessed nester.

Lately I’ve been feeling myself slowly falling into a passionate, forever-burning-love with The Babe.


dear diary

02Nov09

I’m leaving on Tuesday morning to visit my family. I’m feeling good about it and I’m energetic enough to make the trip. They don’t live in northern California, but it gets me out of here and I’d enjoy seeing them anywhere- Ok, except maybe anywhere in the South. Wink.

I’m looking forward to sewing with my mother on the machine she taught me to use a couple times when I was little. I don’t remember a thing. My sister successfully stole it, so it’s my plan to sneak it back out of her house and bring it home! We’ll see how she feels about it. Wish me luck!

I’m also looking forward to my mother and I cooking together and making her famous lasagna and golumpki recipes. I haven’t cooked with my mother in many years due to my focus being elsewhere, however, now with my new career as mother-at-home-for-life, I’m feeling super domesticated.

I’m also going to the beach.


I’ve never been hugely into make-up but I could watch Kandee Johnson all day long. It’s very inspirational to watch someone do what they were meant to do … whatever it is.

Happy Halloween!!!


30Oct09

Oh my God! My body must be producing zero serotonin. I have days when something great happens and I actually feel as though I’m in a moderately positive mood- but then, there it goes, sliding right through my fingers. It’s so frustrating. I feel like there are hundred pound weights strapped all over my body. When I’m depressed I am perpetually uncomfortable with who I am.

This is the third genuine depression I’ve experienced. This episode is going on 4 years. It’s the longest one. The last two were only 18 and 24 months. There have been many different things that have happened prior to and during my depressions but, hands down, the one common denominator is unemployment. I really, really want this to end and I’ve exhausted myself trying to get out. I have no idea what’s going to make my brain work right again this time.

I’m praying that when I have the baby it will be my new, most amazingly favorite job ever. It hasn’t been this way for any of my friends, which has resulted in them eventually returning to work. I didn’t plan on feeling this way. I believed with all my heart that I wanted to devote my entire life to being a stay at home mother.
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I made hot 7 layer dip last night

I layered it as follows:
2 cans organic fat-free re-fried beans- I usually mix them with olive oil and my own spices but, this time, I also used a package of natural taco seasoning (which just means, according to the label, it was sans funky shit)
sour cream
homemade guacamole with green chillies
homemade salsa with added black olives and chopped jalapenos
grated cheddar cheese

baked on 375 for 30 minutes or so, until bubbling
let set for awhile so it’s not too runny
serve with chips
we also made a couple of soft tacos with shredded lettuce

Update:  After plowing through leftovers, I’ve decided to leave out the seasoning packet next time- it has too much of something I’m not digging. Often times, for me, it’s better to season on my own, to taste.

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buy buckets full of dry, organic garbanzo beans

soak 3 cups of filtered water per 1 cup of beans in a sauce pan overnight

in the morning rinse and put fresh water in the pan (about 2 or 3 inches above top of the beans)

simmer for what will seem like forever

rinse and gently stir them by hand and remove the floating skins

Though all the recipes are similar, and I always tweak it until I like it, I’m going to try this new recipe from marthastewart.com. Obviously, I use my own instead of canned beans and I will either double or triple the recipe.

Updated to add … g said he can see the Virgin Mary in the middle of the hummus:
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1-3 garlic cloves, peeled and crushed
2 tablespoons olive oil
2 tablespoons white sesame seeds, toasted
2 tablespoons tahini
2 tablespoons lemon juice
1 can (15-ounce) garbanzo beans, drained, liquid reserved
1 tablespoon orange peel, minced
Salt and white pepper, to taste
1 1/2 tablespoons lemon peel, minced

In a blender or food processor, combine garlic, olive oil, sesame seeds, tahini, lemon juice, and garbanzo beans (reserve about a tablespoon of beans for garnish). Blend, adding reserved garbanzo-bean liquid if needed until hummus reaches desired consistency. Season with salt and pepper.

Transfer the mixture to a medium serving bowl. Garnish in the middle with reserved garbanzo beans. Sprinkle orange and lemon peel around the beans. Chill in the refrigerator, tightly covered, until ready to serve.


a bright idea

28Oct09

I’m not going to spend any money next month. Over the past several months, to relieve boredom, I have food shopped enough to feed some sort of commune in November, let alone the two of us. I feel as though it would be best for me to get out of the habit of shopping and find other healthy ways to spend my time. Also, I would like to learn how to budget. We have never budgeted our money! I feel as though it would be best to be a bit more structured, so I’d like to take on the task of planning and being more organized before The Babe gets here.

This is either a brilliant idea or the stupidest thing I’ve come up with yet. Over the next couple of days I’m going to compile a menu for the month, take inventory and shop for a few missing things over the weekend. We will dine out for dinner and see a movie on Saturday, Halloween, which should be fun! I’m thinking Amelia.


fake book

28Oct09

I posted the ultrasound stills of the baby on Facebook and anounced the pregnancy.  A slow, wry smile formed across my face as I typed, “we are so excited and drunk with joy” (or, something like that)  If all those “friends” and relatives I rarely speak to knew that only a couple of days ago I was fantasizing about aborting and then throwing myself off a bridge, they’d be surprised.  Wait a minute, what a lame fantasy, why wouldn’t I just throw myself off a bridge?

I’m feeling much better today after hearing the news that the baby is healthy. So much of my depression comes from anxiety and worry- most of the time about absolutely nothing.

Any which way, the truth is that we really are excited. For me, adjusting to pregnancy and the reality of having a child has been much more intense than I was prepared for. G has also gone through his own adjustment period, however, it’s been overshadowed by my losing my mind.


I only found Etsy about a month ago when I acquired some sort of knitting/craft bug. I don’t even know how to knit. I asked my sister what was up with pregnancy and the immediate desire to knit a sweater. Then I started this new blog so I could complain about my horrible perfect life and found tons of other stay at home moms that are beginner knitters, sewers, chefs and all around creative, crafty souls that shop on Etsy!

I want a sewing machine, but I also want instruction which is pricey. I can bring my machine (that I don’t own yet) to a class, sew something and pay $96.00 for 4 hours. This sounds expensive to me, but I should just do it and then practice on my own. However, I’m terribly lazy and don’t like to practice anything.

Here are a couple of things I like … I absolutely love baby hats! When I finally get a grip on the fact that I’m pregnant and then actually give birth to a child, I intend to start them in hat training straight away

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ababyhata baby elf hat from here

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a sweater knitted by this amazing woman


good news

27Oct09

Our genetic counselor called first thing this morning. The Babe’s numbers are high enough that we’ve decided not to move forward with any other more invasive tests. This is really great news. We didn’t have to do any of this testing but, I’m nuts, so I would never have survived not knowing until the end. Though I will no doubt find something else to worry about and/or obsess about, I’m glad this milestone is behind us now.



For this post, I also Googled Images for, “preachers with big hair”.

I have many new movies to watch. I can’t seem to stick with a film longer than 10 minutes before starting a new one. I feel as though I’m going to claw my way right out of my own skin or hurl myself out of one of our second floor windows. Leaving the house makes it worse. Yesterday we ventured out for brunch (which doesn’t exist here, we went to Cracker Barrel) and after eating enough breakfast to feed four people, I saw an evangelist with Elvis hair wearing a polyester blue suit in the parking lot, and it depressed me for the rest of the day. I’m considering traveling to CA on Wednesday. My leaving is not going over well with g, which, if possible, stresses me out more.

Here is a link to an article I found when I googled “pregnancy and ambivalence”-  it’s a good one, I think. I emailed it to g and he replied, “I can relate Simon D’Arcy.”    Whatever.

Women often experience a range of emotions during pregnancy, even if they and their partners are excited about the baby and planned it from the get-go. They might have mood swings. They might be worried about their babies’ health, uncertain about the changes in their bodies, their relationships, their abilities to be mothers — the list goes on and on.

Motherhood is such a permanent transformation. I don’t know any life event so permanent and transforming that wouldn’t come with some anxiety, worry, regret, ambivalence or wondering. It’s the nature of the beast, the enormity of the journey you’re on.

Unfortunately, these less-than-glowing feelings are also among life’s best-kept secrets. They don’t dare voice their ambivalence or wonderings, because people would just say, ‘You should just be grateful you’re pregnant. Everyone thinks on some level that they’re not supposed to feel these things, and if they do, something must be wrong with them.

You look in the baby magazines, and there’s the picture of the woman who’s beautiful and happy and she’s setting up this incredibly expensive nursery. … We look at all of that and wonder why we don’t fit in,” says Jennifer Louden, author of “The Pregnant Woman’s Comfort Book.”


streaming

25Oct09

Because we are waiting for the code to once again be broken, we haven’t had cable in several months. Luckily, the release, it’s eminent. Today we ordered Netflix and went “into town” to purchase a network blu ray player so we can instantly watch movies and TV episodes on our TV in as little as 30 seconds. It’s a fairly new technology and my husband is a genius. As of yet, Netflix doesn’t have many movies that can be streamed, but there’s definitely enough available to keep us occupied for a time.


Just the two of us, the baby and I as g couldn’t be there. He’s been to all of our apts so it wasn’t the same without him. The testing went just fine. The Babe is pretty cute. I’m still trying to figure out how to write about these new feelings regarding the pregnancy and upcoming motherhood. It must still be processing. Maybe tomorrow.

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22Oct09

Simply because of my age I get all kinds of genetic testing for The Babe. I’m having another ultrasound tomorrow because the baby was vertical on Tuesday and they were unable to get the the clear pictures they need to make a proper diagnoses. I’m perfectly confident that the baby is healthy and does not have any genetic issues. His nasal bones are developed and though the pics were blurry because of his position, all the neck measurements are 1.0mm. I’m happy they are doing another because I get to spend another 45 minutes with the baby.

I’m very relieved that I stopped craving booze. I don’t know what happened but it stopped all of a sudden. A couple of weeks ago when the morning sickness ended, I was constantly agitated because all I wanted to do was drink. Also, very recently, my eating changed. I’m eating larger meals and stuffing my face more often now.

Today was sucky. I’ve been so fucking bored. I find no book or movie engaging. I can’t think of anything worth leaving the house for and being stuck here is even worse. I’m going to leave after my next dr’s apt on the 27th to visit friends. I know I will not want to come back for like, a month, but being separated from g for long periods of time sucks too.


tortilla soup

22Oct09

First of all, because I must bitch, I have to shop at 5 grocery stores to get the ingredients I like, and a couple of these freaking stores are an hour plus drive. Not only does eating out here completely suck, but try finding great healthy ingredients to cook. And forget gourmet … blah blah … It’s all just hopeless.

I put all this in a crock-pot:

boneless skinless chicken breasts and thighs (or sometimes, instead, I throw a whole chicken in there)
organic chicken stock
1-3 whole fresh jalapenos which I remove after and slice for g because I’m not a fan of a lot of heat

Homemade Salsa
3 or more great looking tomatoes
lots of fresh chopped cilantro
hot and/or mild fresh green chillies
fresh squeezed lime juice
1 sweet onion
extra virgin olive oil
sea salt to taste
sometimes I add garlic

I make mine in the Vita-mix

When it’s all done crock potting, I’ll remove some of the chicken and shred it (it falls apart nicely) and make enchiladas, burritos or soft tacos for dinner. Then tomorrow or the following night I’ll serve tortilla soup by adding, well, tortillas. I’ll also bake tortillas and serve them on the side of the soup and add a scoop of sour cream on top with fresh cilantro for garnish.

For soft tacos I serve with the usual … shredded cheese, lettuce, salsa, verde sauce, sliced japs, sour cream and fresh chopped cilantro.

I’ll take a photo of this concoction later …  when I actually make it. Lord knows I may become grumpy and sit and sulk instead, leaving my husband to Bojangles.

Here it is … it looks and smells so good throughout the day while it’s cooking.

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The Vita-Mix. To me, the coolest part is the ability to boil and to freeze.
High-speed blade action is the secret to friction cooking and making frozen treats. For frozen, the high-performance hammermill and cutting blades crush frozen ingredients and release coldness. Vitamix processing is so fast, there is no time for melting and the mixture refreezes itself. For cooking soups, the blade speed builds a friction heat that can bring fresh ingredients to boiling in 4-6 minutes.

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I highly recommend my super fab cuisinart tea kettle with it’s 1,500-watt concealed heating element. Fast and easy. In the winter months it gets used like, 10 times a day …

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… to boil h2o for organic loose herbal teas …

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… that I put in pretty tea sachets

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right on

21Oct09

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