Being the good wife I am.... I made London Broil with Horseradish sauce, cheesy-spinach bread and corn for dinner. I followed directions perfectly until I realized that the meat was not cooked after broiling seven minutes on each side as directed. Fully cooked to me means NO PINK, cooked means slight tint of pink. When I pulled it out and pierced the beef, it spewed blood. Um, that told me it was still raw! I lowered the rack and put it back in for what seemed like 20 minutes on each side. Still bloody! I got impatient and SOS'ed Max. He said to cut it and cook it. Well since it was only seared on the outside and completely raw on the inside I thought that was a good plan. Meanwhile Kalee is taking on her big girl tasks and setting the table. She even wrote our names on the napkins so we knew where to sit. At's my girl! I put the food out, Bear blessed it, and we started serving.
Max: What kind of bread is this?
Me: (knowing he hates cooked spinach but trying to be creative) Um, it's....broccoli-cheese bread! Bisquick and eggs....can't screw that up!
Kalee: Mom, what about the spinach bread you said you made?
Me: Err, Kaaaaaaaleeeee! You weren't supposed to tell Dad that. He doesn't like cooked spinach.
Kalee: Mooom, remember you told me that when someone says don't tell mommy or don't tell daddy I'm supposed to tell you guys?!?! (with her as a matter of fact voice)
Max: What is this cream stuff? (with a smirk...probably making sure I'm not sneaking tofu in his diet)
Me: Horseradish Sauce...Your absolutely right Kalee! (bit me in the butt)
Bear: Yummy corn!
Me: glad you like it. It was the only thing that didn't take me 2 hours to make.
Kalee: So did you make two breads?
Max: (as he took a bite of the London broil) Wow wife! You mastered the art of beef jerky. Your Dad would be proud.
I'm not sure if I was laughing or crying but I had tears. Lots of them! Then we ended the night with 'Ice Cream' and popcorn chicken from Sonic.
4 comments:
Have you tried my recipes yet? They're pretty tough to screw up?
You have talent beyond any other!!! LOL!!! I think about you every night that I cook. Trying to think of a way to help... some way... Crockpot??
Averi,
Your doing it all wrong, First of all ,throw the timer out. Buy a Smoke Alarm. Put the London Broil in the oven at 700 degrees( everybody knows that if you double the temp. It cooks in half the time.) When the smoke alarm goes off it's DONE. Simple.
Love Dad
I love Kalee...she sure makes me laugh, almost as much as you do.
Nana often told me a story that you might want to hear and learn from. This lady (her friend or family member, I don't remember) just prior to going to visit someone, told her child not to mention how bad the house smells when we go in. Thinking the child fully understood, they enter and started there visit. Within just a few short moments, the child turned her the Mom and said "Mom, you said the house was going to smell bad, I don't smell anything". Read and Learn my dear...you still have a lot of years to go. :)
After reading you fathers comments, I had to laugh...we had a smoked filled kitchen often! :) give it time...it does get better.
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