Sunday Sup: Brunch

Every year things get mad busy at the end of April. It’s my Father in law’s birthday, followed two days later by my husband’s birthday, followed four days later by my son’s birthday. This always lends itself to a big family to do. And since the unfortunate demise of my MIL, I host. (If you know astrology at all, you know the above means I frequently have 3 Taurus’s in my house.)

So this year the “party” was a Sunday brunch at the request of my FIL. I’ve made many of these dishes before and I’ll link to my previous version of the recipe. The only thing I made a head of time was the bacon wrap dates. I prepped those the night before. Everything else was done in about 2 hours the morning of the event. With so much time to spare I made gf, sf, egg free, nut free, blueberry muffins for my class the next day at the same time as this brunch.

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Starting with a platter of those chocolate raspberry thumbprint cookies and the fixins for Bloody Mary’s and Mimosas…That’s peach sparkling wine, FYI, it was divine with the OJ. The little bottle is Cassis. It’s a Dutch thing you serve children at parties.

 

Moving on to the mains:

Bacon, Broccolini, Gruyere frittata

Citrus Salmon with orange salsa – straight from Jess at How Sweet Eats, no modifications save the size of my salmon.

Chocolate Banana Muffins – from Paleomg, I made some mods thought. Tj’s flour for one. Butter instead of coconut oil. I use Lily’s chocolate chips. And I left out the walnuts because I was out. LOL

Bacon wrapped dates

Goat Cheese and Beet Salad – This one is easy and people love it. Buy a bag of arugala, wash it, throw half a good amount in a bowl. Chop up two of the little boxes of steamed baby beets, toss onto arugala. Sprinkle a hefty amount of goat cheese on top. Drizzle with a rich balsamic. Done and people think you’re snazzy.

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Fiendish Friday: Respect

I realized after my son’s birthday party this has been a real hot button idea for me lately. I’m not sure why I feel completely disrespected but I do. Like I am unappreciated.

When my son dumps boxes of legos all over the floor, my immediate response is how disrespectful that is. How dismissive of my time and effort to clean them up so the room can be used as something other than a lego garage bin.

When  my father in law cheats at cards, I feel disrespected.

When the kids did not tell me something very unpleasant was going on outside in their game of hide and seek, I felt disrespected.

I suppose this is tied to those basic feelings of inadequacy I still struggle with. If I was a better person I would be more respected. Treated with some measure of respect. If I was a better person the boys wouldn’t have been threatening the girls with a garbage can full of their urine. Which seems….silly in stark gray and white. And yet haunts me…

It’s all very uncomfortable.

Wednesday Words 5/10

With the editing of others:

Currently just cleaning up the wording on the coop website. It needs a whole redesign as the prez wants us to enter it into a contest next year but…for now the verbiage is approaching readable. LOL

With my own writing:

I finished rewriting chapter one. And I am actually happy with the results. The new version sounds much more like my voice and less like narration over a documentary.

Emotionally:

I’m doing ok. I don’t know yet what I am going to do with book 2 now when I am done rewriting it but I am working forward. I had a long talk with my co-teacher of the library series and we both committed to teaching next year as well; with a new topic, which I’m pretty excited about. I plan to do Camp Nano in July and I know what I want to work on during that period; so I am committed to finishing total rewrite number 94 of this damn soy novel by the end of June. LOL

Topic for debate on my writing:

Character Names. I have two characters in the spy novel with names that start with the same letter, Gareth and Galatea. A couple of people have mentioned that was confusing for them. Now they are different sexes, from different countries, and speak vastly differently – but people are confused. Yes, yes, I know, but I was a rookie when I started writing this damn novel. Hence all the rewrites it’s needed.

Do you think that is a wide spread issue and therefore I should change one of the characters names? Or is that it was just a couple of people who scan read and it won’t matter?

Book Review: The Kick-Ass Writer

I  special ordered The Kick-Ass Writer: 1001 Ways to Write Great Fiction, Get Published, and Earn Your Audience by Chuck Wendig because Allison was talking about it and I always want the next good craft book. If I’m not learning, I am empty.

There were some really beautiful gems in this book. Some tidbits of information that just made me stop and think because Chuck explained it so well. Like his comment on originality. He likened it to a box of Legos. You can give everyone the same exact box of Legos and will get a different build from each of them.  We all bring something different to our writing, so even if a plot or theme has been done before, you will do it different because you bring you to the table.

On the other hand, I was frequently irritated. He would start off talking about something I wanted to know more about and then spend the second half of the paragraph making a lame joke. Since he spends only one paragraph per item, it was quite disappointing.

On the other, other hand, I found myself laughing to tears more than once at his jokes. So there is that.

To sum it up I would say this book is 25% humor, 25% wow I wanted to know more about that, and 50% stuff I already knew about writing, editing, publishing.

℘℘℘ – Three pages. Quick read. If you are new to writing, editing, and publishing this could be right up your alley. If you need a refresher on any of those things, this could also be right up your alley. If you need a book to spark you into researching specific subjects, this book is right up your alley. Huh. Maybe I should have given it four pages.

Sunday Sup: Chocolate Raspberry Cookies

I have this recipe for Thumbprint cookies I adore (with modifications, LOL) from Primal Palate.

So when I decided chocolate raspberry would be awesome, I modified my modifications.

Large bowl: 2 c almond flour, 1/2 c unsweetened cocoa powder, 1/2 c gf flour – again I use TJs blend, but arrowroot, tapioca, or even potato starch would work here. Stir.

Add 1/3 c maple syrup, 1/4 c melted butter, 1 teaspoon vanilla. Stir more.

Roll the mix into balls, a little smaller than golf ball sized. Place on a parchment paper lined baking sheet. Press your thumb into the middle to make a well to fill with raspberry jam. Fill each divot with jam. I use a fruit juice sweetened no sugar one but really, it’s your inflammation, use whatever you like.

Bake for 18-20 minutes. You want the jam fully melted and the cookie firm enough to be picked up. Let cool and yummy…

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Fiendish Friday: Insta-Karma

Insta-Karma is kind of like an Insta-pot. Things heat up fast and you have to be careful how you release that pressure.

I’m in Seattle with some friends, it’s Spring break so parking is hard to come by, and we end up in this little private garage that rents space. Price was decent. We go to the PacSci, have a great time, and return to our vehicle. As we are walking through the garage I notice a truck at the exit gate and a car behind him.

We all get snacks and waters and arrange ourselves in the mini van, taking some minutes, before we head for the exit.

The same truck is still at the gate, now 2 cars behind him, and a car in the next row over waiting as well.

My friend hops out of the car to see if she can find someone working this garage to help the guy in the truck. No go. She comes back alone. In the mean time, one of the people waiting behind the truck has gotten out to see if he can help, politely. We all have our windows rolled down listening. He’s super nice.

In the midst of all this, the woman in the car the next aisle over, starts SCREAMING at the guy in the truck. Name calling, rude, foul mouthed tantrum.

The guy in the truck backs up, then pulls a hard left, and backs into her aisle, blocking her.

The rest of us rapidly leave via the gate. You could hear her still screaming as we drove away.

Insta-Karma.

Wednesday Words #3

With the editing of others: Not editing a damn thing right now

With my own writing: Not writing a damn thing right now.

Emotionally: Ugh. This was the penultimate week of what I refer to as April-itis. My April swell to the size of three months every year. Since I posted WW last, I have cleaned my house, prepped personally and the coop for a Teacher Fair and Open House, held said event, shopped for house guests and parties, went to PTA convention, taught, had an allergic reaction(sneaky strawberries), cooked for and entertained inlaws, went back to convention, more cooking and entertaining, hosted brunch birthday party, site seeing in Seattle, more cooking and entertaining, Monday at coop combined with son’s birthday, cleaned, shopped, and made a lego brick ice cream cake. Today I will throw the party for my son’s friends and be done with April itis. Emotionally – I am spent. There’s nothing. It’s just exhaustion and the vague feeling I’m either eating too much sugar to cope or coming down with a cold.

Topic for debate on my writing: Local events as a writer or national impersonal advertising…

Right now I am the Local Spot Light Author at St. James Espresso in Kirkland. I will be all month. Last year, I participated in multiple local events. None of which got me much in the way of sales or traction, building word of mouth. But some would argue it takes years to build a local following and I should stick with it.

What do you think? Is it worth the time, energy, and money, not to mention opportunity cost to work local events or do you think authors should focus on the impersonal advertising campaigns of Amazon and Facebook, for example?

8 Things I love

Today’s book review is suspended in honor of my son’s eighth birthday. It’s tradition….

Eight things about my son

  1. He is a total hug monster. And he demands a hug when he wants one. That ability to ask for what he needs so boldly astounds me.
  2. He fully expects his needs to be met. smiles. This is the best thing I could ever teach him. His needs matter and he has a right to them.
  3. He learned to read this year. 2nd best thing he could learn. LOL
  4. His heart is constantly expanding. He can make a new best friend everywhere he goes and still love the old one.
  5. He has more girlfriends than the members of a rock band, combined. I still remember being at the zoo when he was maybe 2 and this little blond girl, he met that day, kissing him after they played together.
  6. He makes me laugh every day.
  7. He trusts me with his emotions.
  8. He does what he likes no matter what the norm is. He wears pjs everyday with a Star Wars Kylo Ren tie, paints his finger and toe nails, rocks a faux hawk, hates Disney style “kid” movies because they are mean, is just as likely to watch Lego Friends or My Little Pony as Ninjago or Rebels.

Sunday Sup: Secretly Lazy Dinner

You ever have one of those days? You are just wiped out. And you don’t really have a good justification for it, you just are. So you know you have to produce some kind of dinner, because you don’t have a reason not to. Smiles. Secret weapon time.

I’m going to show you the pic first this time. Because the presentation is half of getting away with this dish. IMG_20170409_180442

Doesn’t it look pretty? You’d never know I spent 9 minutes on this.

Whip a box of Beechers Brown rice and kale gratin out of the freezer. (Plan ahead people.) Pop that in the micro for it’s 6 minute run. Chop some left over chicken or if you are me, grab that bag of precooked sliced chicken you always have in your fridge (just in case) and chop some of that. Pull out your bag of real bacon bites (Costco is amazing) and a really good quality parm. I get mine from River Valley Cheese.

When the micro dings, you have to pull off the plastic wrap and put it back in for 90 seconds. This is the perfect time to add a bowl of the cut up chicken so it warms too.

Combine chicken, Beecher’s dish, bacon in nice dish. Top with freshly grated parm.

Fiendish Friday: Never bet against your mom

Bwhahahahahahah.

Since we watched The Force Awakens my son and I have been arguing about whether Ren died on the Death Planet or got off before it blew. My son insists he died there and he likes to argue about it frequently.

With my knowledge of plot arc, story line, and Star Wars, I knew perfectly well that Ren got off and would continue to hunt the Jedi for another 2 movies. LOL

So we bet, movie tickets versus a lego set of his choice.

The trailer came out…we watched…and look who’s stomping down the hallway….

“How much are those movie tickets gonna cost me?”

Laughing. About 13 dollars but it will be totally worth the cost.

Lesson Learned: Do not bet against someone with the odds in their favor. The house, or the mom in this case, always wins.