A Full Day
It might have been chilly this morning, but we were on the move.
Yesterday we stopped at Sam’s Club in Mankato. Kitty litter and Meow Mix is more reasonable than anywhere else. One of the wives of the Korean Veteran’s luncheon had told me how much they like the rotisserie chicken from Sam’s. Yesterday, I plopped one in a bag. Down the aisle I purchased a 1.3 lb. tray of brussel sprouts. They were not in the cooked state. They were marinated in soy oil, basil, garlic, balsamic wine vinegar and grape mustard. I did have a plan going forward for those goodies. Dennis likes something with his breakfast coffee. He is currently hooked on muffins from Sam’s. Not that the cost is the determining factor, but the flavor whether, blueberry, cinnamon or banana. By the way they are $.74 each. Dennis’ daughter thinks they would be better if half the size. The muffin works for Dennis and there is something in his stomach with the meds.
This morning, it was monthly haircut time at the Curry Comb. We don’t see Dennis’ niece in between time and as the snip, snip ensued the two of us were caught up in news, brushed clean of hair and we were on our way.
When we got home, each of the 1 1/2 dozen muffins were put in a sandwich bag and popped into the freezer. Breakfast done for some time to come.
Dennis had told me early on he was going to make an oven dish. Hmm. My goal was to debone the 3 lb. chicken and make ready for use in an oven meal for supper. Needless to say there was enough cut up and diced chicken for our oven meal plus two freezer bags ready to use another time. Two cups per oven meal is my measure. I diced up two cups of the fragrant brussel sprouts and nuked them in the microwave for two minutes. It smelled so good. By the time Dennis came in to make the oven dish, I had the chicken and brussel sprouts co-mingling in our little round blue enamel roaster. A sprinkle of soy sauce over the mixture before Dennis came in worked. I turned the kitchen over to Dennis. It was his choice of the two cups of pasta and the sauce. The sauce was determined to be the Alfredo. Given a single brussel sprout to eat, Dennis would not eat it. Diced and chopped hiding in the chicken and pasta, drowning in sauce, Dennis thought it was a good idea. I like a bit more flavor than what canned chicken gives. The rotisserie chicken has great flavor. My sister Elvera always made a cold chicken salad using the rotisserie chicken, adding red and green grapes among a few other ingredients. I stand a better chance with Dennis using the brussel sprouts. Too funny.
While Dennis was in charge of the kitchen and the follow up with the dishes, I wrangled two loads of laundry. Putting away the summer weight sheets means contending with the fitted sheets. I prefer getting them to a point where I can roll them up like a small sleeping bag. Hey, it works and it fits in the cupboard. For those that can actually get them folded into a tidy little square . . . hats off.
It has been a full, satisfying day. I need to pre-heat the oven at 4:30. I am not starting anything in the studio, but rather sit in the sun in my bedroom porch and read a bit.
Happy hump day.