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Waiting On A Tow Truck

For the last 2 years, I feel I’ve spent more time waiting on tow trucks than I have on lesson planning.  Thank goodness we have wonderful car insurance that offers us a free tow per incident instead of limiting us to a certain number per year because we’ve had incident after incident with our 2 cars!

We finally had to say goodbye to my favorite car I’ve ever owned in the beginning of the year.  I loved my wagon!  Bluey was 3 when we bought her.  We had 9 wonderful years together and then 2 years of towing.  The hubs and 2 friends even replaced the transmission in the wagon 4 years ago, she was that important and beloved to us.  She was the only car in which B remembered riding.  But we had to let her go.  She was spending more time out of commission than in drivable condition, but it was still hard for me to let her go.  *sniff, sniff*

Thankfully, my parents let us borrow one of their cars in the Spring because they had a houseguest who brought 2 cars of his own into their driveway.  Well, that houseguest is still there since the necessary remodel of his home is taking longer than expected.  But, thankfully, it’s allowed us to have 2 cars.

Except when Hagrid, the truck we own, is being towed.  *sigh*  He’s waiting outside for the tow truck to come get him.  But what Hagrid does not know, is that he is being towed away for the last time.  I’m done.  I’m done with holding my breath every time I turn the key to start a car, wondering if our plans for the day will get cancelled or if I’ll get stuck somewhere and have to call my neighbor to come get us.

So, now we have 1 borrowed car from my parents, 3 bicycles and 6 feet.  :o)  And so begins the search for another used, cheap, reliable port-a-bomb for my family.

There goes Hagrid and Hootenanny in the oven.

While we waited for the tow truck to arrive this morning, I asked B what he wanted for breakfast.  “Pancakes!” was his response.  *sigh*  I really dislike making pancakes and vowed to never do it again once I found the Hootenanny recipe.  So I told him I’d make Hootenanny, which made him start singing our Hootenanny song, and I went to the kitchen to mix it up.

Only there was a problem.  There was no all-purpose flour in the pantry.  I dug through the pantry and found only whole wheat flour, rye flour and bread flour.  I went downstairs and searched the extra pantry shelves and found only self-rising flour.  Crazy!  Since it was in the low 40s and I was waiting on a tow truck, riding my bike to the store was not an option.  Back to the pantries I went.  I finally found all-purose flour hiding under egg noodles in the basement.  Phew!

B gets overly attached to everything, so the Hootenanny cheered him up after saying goodbye to Hagrid.

Breakfast Cooking Lesson for B

B gets up before me and makes himself a bowl of cereal in the morning.  Then when I get up, he’s ready for some protein to give him go power.  I wasn’t making a big breakfast for myself today, I only had a hard boiled egg, but B still wanted a big breakfast.  So, I decided it was time he expanded his breakfast repertoire.

I decided cooking one item in a pan was enough, so I had him do the turkey bacon in the microwave.  He got a paper plate, lined it with towels, added 3 pieces of bacon and covered with more towels.  He read the directions on the bacon packaging – 1 to 1.5 minutes for 2 slices and 1.5 to 2 minutes for 4 slices – and he decided 1.5 minutes wold be good for his 3 slices.  He was right because the bacon turned out exactly how he liked it and he was happy.

While the bacon was cooking, B got out the toaster and sat a slice of Wegmans Honey Apple Oat Bread (delicious!) in it but did not start toasting.  He cracked an egg into a bowl, added 1 tsp of water, a pinch of salt and a pinch of pepper and beat that all together.  He broke half a slice of American cheese up into small pieces, turned the heat on under our wok and added a little pat of butter.

My boy scrambled those eggs like a champ, turned the heat off before they were done cooking because we like our eggs a little wet, and mixed in his cheese bits.  He pushed the toast down to brown and then plated the bacon and eggs.  I buttered his toast because we didn’t have any softened this morning, but he has been buttering and jellying his toast for a few years already.

He said this morning’s breakfast was “..the best EVER!” because he made it himself.

An Intergalactic Breakfast Fail That Had an Unintentional Recovery

I had been eyeballing these Star Wars pancake molds from William-Sonoma for years.  Even though they are now offered in the WS outlet, I still could not justify the price.  Then I found them at a yard sale earlier this year, never been used, still in the packaging, for $2 and I didn’t even haggle over the price.  I just knew I was going to get a Mom of the Year award for making Star Wars pancakes for B.  Fast forward 2 months – not only had I not made the pancakes, I’d forgotten I even had the molds because I haven’t seen them in so long (read: no idea where I’d put them).

Well, I stumbled upon the molds this morning and decided today was going to be my award presentation day!  Um, not so much.  Evidently their non-stick coating that made them so easy to remove once one side of the pancakes were cooked did not agree with my pancakes.  Intergalactic Breakfast Fail.  The thing is, if B had listened to me and stayed out of the kitchen while I was making breakfast, I would have been the only one aware of said fail and I would not feel like I had disappointed him.  But, like any smart, cunning child, once told he was to stay away from something, B was convinced the Promised Land awaited him in that kitchen and nothing was keeping him out!  So he saw the molds and “ohh’d” and “ahhh’d” and said how excited he was that I was making Stars Wars pancakes.  Looking back, I should have know my fate was sealed at that moment, but I was naive and proceeded with the pancakes.  Silly, naive me.  *shaking my head*  So here lies the molds in my kitchen sink, with the pancake batter clinging to the non-stick coating.  But look how shiny my sink looks!  The Fly Lady would be proud.

So I carried on and made plain, old, boring, round pancakes and sausage for B and eggs and toast for the hubs.  B came back into the kitchen to check on the pancakes and I had to tell him that I had failed the Resistance and the Dark Side had won this pancake battle.  He took it like the Jedi he is, with no external show of emotion, just a slight lowering of the head in acceptance.  He turned away from the sink to exit the kitchen when his eyes fell on the hubs sunny side up eggs on the stove.  “Oh, cool, Mom!  You made an owl with the eggs!”  “Huh? Uhhh….Whyyyy yes, yes I did,” I replied.  Well, whadaya know.  I received that award after all.  I got a big grin, a high five and a hug from my young padawan, who then trotted off to tell the hubs how lucky he was that his wife had made him an owl for breakfast.  I stood a little straighter, puffed out my chest and thought, “Who’s Mom of the Year?  I am, that’s whooooooo.”

B Makes Pancakes By Himself

This morning B asked me, “Can you make pancakes for breakfast?” To which I responded, “No.”  I am not a pancake fan, it’s labor intensive and most of the batter goes to waste.  “Can I make pancakes then?” he asked.  “Sure.”  He’s cooked before, including pancakes, but I’ve been by his side, guiding, suggesting, pouring the heavy liquids.  This time I stayed out of it unless he asked me a question and I, of course, turned on the stove.  It was hard for me to let him do it all by himself.  I told y’all how I’ve struggled with the hubs doing things his way in my series last July – 31 Reasons The Hubs and I Have Lasted 17 Years.  #17: Just because it isn’t done my way doesn’t mean it’s done wrong, was my mantra this morning as B made his breakfast.  I am a “destination” person when it comes to tasks and B, like the hubs, is a “journey” person.  Right off the bat, though, he totally made me proud and proved he is the son of a chef by starting out with mis en place.  It means “everything in place” and in the kitchen, it refers to ensuring you have everything you need and ready to go before you start cooking.  Halfway through mixing his batter, he decided to add Nutella to his pancakes, too.

 

I made a notation in the cookbook with the pancake recipe to use less milk than it called for because they are too runny and flat.  B told me he forgot to use less milk, but they still tasted good.  Lesson learned for next time.  He was proud of himself when it was all done and these were the best tasting pancakes ever because he had made them himself. Unfortunately, he got a rude awaking when he tried to walk out of the kitchen when he was done and I called him back to put everything away and clean up his dishes.  He declared that “the not so fun part of cooking”.  Tell me about it!  ;o)  

Granola and Smoothies

Two of B’s current favorite food items are granola and smoothies.  He likes to eat my granola like cereal – in a bowl with milk over it.  But it can also be eaten plain, as a snack, or over yogurt, as the hubs does.  I was making B a smoothie for breakfast this morning and he wanted to watch for the 1st time.  He stood next to me with his shoulders scrunched up and hands pressed against his ears because he can’t stand the noise.  After I was done blending he says, “Mom, we need to get a Vitamix. They are much quieter when the guy uses it in Costco.”  @@


FRUIT SMOOTHIE

1 Handful of frozen fruit, any one kind or a variety
Approx 1/2 C of plain yogurt (I just scooped some in)
1/2 a banana, sliced
1 Cup of juice of your choice

Add all ingredients to blender and blend on Ice Crush mode, if you have it, to really break down the frozen fruit and then finish with Food Processor mode.  The amount pictured in my blender filled a 1 pint mason jar and he drank it all.  :o)

GRANOLA

5 C Oats
2 Handfuls, approx. 1 C, whole almonds or whatever nut you’d like
1/3 C Oil
1/3 C Honey
1/2 – 1 tsp Cinnamon

Preheat oven to 300 F.  Chop nuts by hand or in food processor and then mix with oats.  In a separate bowl, mix oil, honey and cinnamon.  I heat the honey so it’s easier to mix into the oil (learned that trick from Chuck Hughes).  Add oat/nut mix to bowl of liquids and toss until thoroughly coated.  Spread mixture out on a sheet pan (I put a silicone liner on my pan to avoid sticking) and bake for 30 minutes, stirring every 10 minutes.  Let cool and place in airtight container.  Crunchy goodness!

 

Quick, Easy Chocolate Croissants with 2 Ingredients You Probably Already Have On Hand

Yesterday, I was craving chocolate, so I made some chocolate croissants.  Way easier than making cookies or brownies when you have a can of crescent rolls in the house, leftover from Thanksgiving dinner (I gave myself permission to not make butter rolls from scratch this year and I’m glad I did!).  We usually make chocolate crescents just like the Pillsbury can directs you to make their rolls, only we add some chips to the triangles before rolling them up.  This time, I wanted them to look more like the filled croissants at bakeries.  So fast, easy and delicious!  Here’s what you do:

 

Instead of separating the canned dough into 8 triangles, separate into 4 rectangles, pressing the seams together and pressing the dough out to the sides, somewhat, to spread it out more.  Dump on however many chocolate chips you want.  We have also made these with ham & swiss, turkey & cheddar, chicken salad, philly cheesesteak, jams and preserves…the possibilities are endless!

Fold dough over chips and press on left and right side seams to ensure they stay closed.

If you want a glossy, golden look like at the bakery, brush with a little egg wash (beaten egg).
Otherwise, just skip that step.

Bake at time and temperature called for on the can.  So golden and shiny!  To avoid the exposed seam like this, you can always flip your croissants over before egg washing and baking. I was too lazy.

Put some chocolate chips in a microwave-safe bowl and microwave at 30 second intervals, stirring between each one, until the chips are melted.

Drizzle melted chocolate on top.

Enjoy!

Bacon Pancake Muffins

I made Sausage Pancake Muffins yesterday for breakfast; they were soooooo gooooood.  B wouldn’t eat them, however.  He is a bacon man and had no interest in the sausage muffins.  When I awoke this morning, I received a request from both the hubs and B to make the pancake muffins, again, but with bacon.  I did.  B liked them but the hubs and I like the sausage ones better – more flavor.

I cooked some bacon and broke up one piece into each muffin cup.
Poured my homemade pancake batter over the bacon and baked at 350 for 15 minutes.
This is one, upside-down.
Cut open.
Try them both and tell me which ones you prefer.

 

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