Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Fried tomatoes

I had fried tomatoes at a restaurant the other day and they were delicious.  I tried to make them for dinner Tuesday night, but something wasn’t quite right.  I used milk as the liquid to adhere the breading, which I think was the first problem.  I used too much basil [fresh from my garden – I got a little overzealous in my excitement to use home grown stuff].  The breading wasn’t spicy enough.  Too much balsamic vinegar.

 

My recipe was

 

2 large, not over-ripe red tomatoes, sliced evenly

Milk

Bread crumbs

¾ lb Bacon, fried

Drizzle of balsamic vinegar

Mozzarella ball, thinly sliced

S and P to taste

 

Cook the bacon, drain on paper towels and reserve the drippings in the skillet.  Dip tomato slices into the milk then into the bread crumbs.  Pat to make sure crumbs adhere.  Fry tomatoes in the bacon grease.  Remove to a plate.  Snip fresh basil over tomatoes.  Drizzle with balsamic vinegar.  Top with Mozzarella slice and bacon.  S and P to taste.

 

Next time I think I am going to use egg or an egg/milk mix for the liquid and cracker crumbs ground in the food processer with a little Italian seasoning and some cayenne pepper.  I’ll also be a little more judicious in my use of the balsamic vinegar and basil.  Too much of a good thing, I guess.  I’ll also take out most of the bacon grease and only use what I need to brown the tomatoes.  I think they got soggy from too much grease.

 

Tuesday

Got a bit of a late start today.  Needed to be at work by 7 and didn’t leave until then.  Had to skip lunch in order to get out on time so that I could pick up Gman before 4 when is when the babysitter needed to leave.  Usually he stays until later, 5 or so, which made it nice to have more time with him today.  My friend had a daughter who is almost 14 and she came over to “play” – she thinks of it as babysitting, but since I’m there I think of it more as distracting or playing.  Gman definitely thinks he’s having a play date – so I managed to get the floors swept and mopped [wood with Murphy’s Oil Soap and tile with just rags and water], the laundry in the dryer and then folded, dinner made [hot dog and oranges for the boy, nuggets for the babysitter along with part of my dinner, more later], the kitchen cleaned, the dishwasher started, meat thawed for dinner Thursday [it needs to marinate].  Gman and the young lady played in his room, read books, played for a bit outside with the sprinkler, watched a bit of RESCUE RANGERS, and let me get it all done.  Although, when I was cleaning the kitchen floor on my hands and knees, Gman did come and complain that he didn’t want to play with S anymore because she didn’t’ play right [she was trying to teach him how to play a memory game and he just likes to throw the cards at this point].  He then climbed on my back and tried to ride me like a horse.  S came to my rescue and just chased him around the house.  He so needs a sibling.  I’m sure that S, oldest of 6, is used to teaching her siblings how to play games, and I know that they look up to her and try to mimic her.  Unfortunately, my little tyrant is used to having his own way.  He spent most of the time dictating what to play and when things weren’t exactly to his satisfaction, he left.  I am so worried about this.  How is he going to survive preschool let alone make any friends.  No one is going to want to play with such a bossy little tyrant.  And as he’s the oldest at the regular babysitter’s house, he’s used to being in charge.  Does anyone know how I can fix this?  Help.

50 Book Challenge books

Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer

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The Woman Who Walked into Doors by Roddy Doyle

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Evil Without a Face by Jordan Dane

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Atticus: Novel, A by Ron Hansen

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Pictures of Hollis Woods by Patricia Reilly Giff

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The Burnt House by Faye Kellerman

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A Silver Lining = If You Could See Me Now by Cecelia Ahern

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Fish Out of Water (Fred the Mermaid, Book 3) by MaryJanice Davidson

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Persuasion by Jane Austen

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Royally Jacked by Niki Burnham

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The Royal Pain (Alaskan Royal Family, Book 2) by MaryJanice Davidson

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Enchanted, Inc. (Katie Chandler, Book 1) by Shanna Swendson

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The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett

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The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

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No One Left To Tell by Jordan Dane

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Rowan of Rin (Rowan of Rin #1) by Emily Rodda

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Beige by Cecil Castellucci

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An Assembly Such as This: A Novel of Fitzwilliam Darcy, Gentleman… by Pamela Aidan

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Austenland: A Novel by Shannon Hale

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Who Killed My Daughter? by Lois Duncan

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The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart

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Boy Proof by Cecil Castellucci

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Savvy by Ingrid Law

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Graceling by Kristin Cashore

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The Rivers Run Dry by Sibella Giorello

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An Ice Cold Grave by Charlaine Harris

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Moxy Maxwell Does Not Love Stuart Little by Peggy Gifford

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The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery

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The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey (Mysterious… by Trenton Lee Stewart

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The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan

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Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson

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The Lace Reader by Brunonia Barry

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Dead and Gone by Charlaine Harris

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Al Capone Does My Shirts by Gennifer Choldenko

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If I Stay by Gayle Forman

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The Battle of the Labyrinth by Rick Riordan

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Percy Jackson & the Titans Curse

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The Last Olympian by Rick Riordan

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Everything on a Waffle by Polly Horvath

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The Great Gilly Hopkins by Katherine Paterson

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Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin

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Skin Trade by Laurell K. Hamilton

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These Three Remain: A Novel of Fitzwilliam Darcy, Gentleman by Pamela Aidan

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Duty and Desire: A Novel of Fitzwilliam Darcy, Gentleman (Fitzwilliam… by Pamela Aidan

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12 Again by Sue Corbett

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Leepike Ridge by N.D. Wilson

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33 Snowfish by Adam Rapp

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Undead and Unworthy by MaryJanice Davidson

 

My list of books for the 50 book challenge over at Librarything.  More than 50, but some were very short.  It’s only the middle of June, so hopefully I can make it to 100, 75 at the very least!highlight | work info

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Book Review

#14 The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

Wow, what a great book. I can't wait for the sequels. The part that I liked best was how pragmatic Katniss, the heroine, was. There were so many ways that the author could have made her weaker or soft, but that wouldn't have been in keeping with her character of the life she was being forced to live. Not an uplifting book, but action packed and almost impossible to put down.

 

 

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

book reviews

#44 Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin
#45 The Great Gilly Hopkins by Katherine Paterson
#46 Everything on a Waffle by Polly Horvath

#44 was an interesting book. The basic premise is that when you die, you take a ship to a place called Elsewhere where you proceed to age backward until you are a week old and then you're sent down the river (which is in the middle of the Ocean) back to Earth as a baby and you start over. A very interesting concept of the afterlife, even if I totally disagree with it. Again, no judgement, but you are met in the afterlife by your closest relative where you live. There are Observation Decks where the deceased can look down on their living loved ones. There is a place called the Well (forbidden) where the deceased can attempt to contact the living. It was an okay book, however, the character development really needed to be fleshed out more. Still, I did enjoy it.

#45 was a typical "orphan girl" book. The heroine is mad at the world, steals, lies, mistreats everyone especially the kindly foster mother and brother who take her in all because of her need for her "real" mother. The story was okay, but it could have been more developed. I don't understand why authors write down to kids. The Harry Potter phenomenon has shown that a more complex plot and highly developed characters really appeal to kids. Granted this book was written in 1978, but it was like a speed boat, skimming along the surface, when it could have been a submarine, exploring the depths of the human experience. In addition, I didn't get closure at the end. I don't know what happened and I always like to know the direction the author intended us to go - did she go back to the foster family or did she end up with her "real" family.

#46 was cute, but really shallow. The heroine's parents are lost at sea and she alone thinks they are still alive. The cast of characters was interesting and well developed, the plot however, was shallow and could have been more. The one thing that REALLY made me mad was the presentation of the heroine's parents. The book starts out with a storm at sea and her dad is out fishing (he's a commercial fisherman) and his ship hasn't come in so her mother gets in their little skiff and goes out in the middle of a storm to find him. LEAVING HER DAUGHTER ALONE!!! That makes me furious. And all throughout the book this is portrayed as some great love, that the mother is willing to die to save her husband. What about the kid? What about the person who is completely dependent on her parents? The child has no real rights and no one to take case of her and her mother leaves her with a babysitter to go find the person who is an adult. I cannot express how awful this is. I love my husband, my best friend, but we both agree that our son comes first. He needs us. And while the idea of someone being your complete other half is wonderful, I cannot even begin to think of what could possibly occur so that I would abandon my child to go and find my husband. My husband can look out for himself, my son cannot. This was my big complaint (among many) about M. Night Shamalan's latest movie - whose name I cannot remember. And now my son is in need of my attention so I must go.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

books

Recently read

 

The Lace Reader – Brunonia Barry -  Loved it

If I Stay – tear jerker

Nothing to Lose – Lee Child – good Reacher story.  Don’t know why I like these, but I do.

 

 

Working on…

The Blind Assassin – Margaret Atwood

Sense and Sensibility – Jane Austen

The Children of Men – P. D. James

Friday, April 10, 2009

Apparently we have a stork...

Well, after breakfast the other day, little G-man told me that, Lo and behold…. he had a baby in his stomach and in the very next breath, POP it was out crawling around on the floor [oh that it were so easy!].  I was highly amused for the obvious reasons and asked what the baby’s name was.  To which he very calmly replied, “Cornic”.  Just like it sounds, COR-NIC.  Where does he come up with these names?  And then, all my prayers were answered, because despite biological evidence to the contrary, G-man informed that I had a baby in my stomach as well, and POP, now it was crawling on the floor.  When I inquired about the name of this baby, I was told his name was PeePee.  Okay, yes, G-man has recently potty-trained himself [LOVING IT] but we NEVER refer to it as PeePee.  We try and keep it basic and scientific [and I won’t go into details, thank you very much].  So I tried, subtly, to change it to PeeWee.  No go.  It was PeePee all the way.  And then Cornic and PeePee rode with us to the babysitter’s house, although, unlike other imaginary creatures, they were babies and couldn’t talk.  They had to respond in high pitched UmHm and Uh-nuhs, but weren’t required to hold conversations.  G-man did all the talking for all of them.  However, by the time we’d reached the babysitters they were grown, talking and sprouting teeth.  And by the time I saw him again that evening, G-man informed me that they were now older than him and were, in fact, his big brothers.  It almost does seem as if they grow up that fast.