This is one day when complaints about the weather just won’t do. It’s been all sunshine and summer breezes. Ha. That’s a pretty cheesy sentence, but it really is true of the day. It’s been lovely.
I can’t say that I did anything special to enjoy the day, other than sit outside, breathing the fresh air. I ate a fine lunch on the deck.
A big ol’ salad, some pepper jack cubes and Kashi cracker crumbs. Side note: Almost daily, my dad asks, “Anything new for me to read on that blog?” Well, this is for you, Dad:
Dear Dad,
I’m glad that you are learning to love the healthy foods that I buy for our house. It’s great that you enjoy snacking on Kashi crackers instead of Doritos. In fact, I encourage you to eat the last three crumbs in the box rather than putting it back. After cutting my cubes of cheese, it’s very sad to find a measly pile of crumbs at the bottom of the box. You can have them and I promise, I won’t get mad. The crumbs are just a tease. Thanks for reading that blog! I love you!
Sincerely,
Your Beloved Daughter
We have this ongoing crumb debate in my house. I say, eat the crumbs! Do not leave them for the next guy. They really don’t make for much of a snack. So there.
Anyway…my lack of crackers left me feeling snack-y this afternoon. First, I enjoyed a homemade granola bar smeared with peanut butter.
I must say, I was pretty excited when I discovered these bars in the freezer. I made them a long time ago and apparently forgot they were there. Still tasty!
A couple hours later, I decided another snack was in order. This time, I went with a juicy piece of fruit.
I love oranges. They may be a lot of work to peel, but they are so worth it. This orange was full of refreshing, citrus goodness.
I’m glad I had some good snacks because when the dinner hour hit, things started to fall apart. I decided to tackle whole wheat pizza dough. I followed a basic recipe, which I won’t share because I wouldn’t recommend it. It was not from a blog. I’m sure my blog friends would have better recipes!
The dough looked good enough. Then I tried to roll it out…
FAIL! That’s about as flat as it would go. Ugh! I made a mistake. I know it. The dough had no elasticity. It just tore apart. The family wanted homemade pizza….and I was rendered crust-less!
Enter Mama Mary!
Right before I started firing balls of pizza dough across the kitchen, Mama Mary saved the day. I always knew she was a good woman. Next time, Mary won’t have to play second fiddle. I don’t see too many more dough experiments in my future. Mary’s accomplice, side salad, also kept me calm as I waited for dinner.
The first pie to come out of the oven was Buffalo Chicken.
I enjoyed one slice with my salad…and I waited for more pizza!
Next up – Pepper ‘n Onion Pizza. I was definitely hungry and ended up having another small slice of each before feeling full. It was worth the wait. I enjoyed every bite.
For every dinner FAIL, there is a dessert SUCCESS! One of my loves had a hankering for cannoli. Since I’m not much of a baker – especially when it comes to fancy Italian pastry - I let the bakery handle this one. Today, I picked up a couple of cannolis for the family to share.
Decadent and delicious! Just enough to perk me up at the end of the day. I feel fueled and ready for six miles tomorrow morning. Time to put the PJs on!
Tell me you have experienced a dinner FAIL. Go ahead. Tell me all about it!
