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Spring Stir-Fry with Beef; the update

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I played hooky yesterday. It was cold, but the sun was shining, and when mon mari said he was off to buy plumbing supplies I decided to go along for the ride. Not that I’m terribly interested in plumbing supplies, but I figured we’d be passing a garden store or two that we could stop … Continue reading…

Mediterranean Meat Loaf; the update

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The lower cabinets are finished! Once mon mari got started on the cabinet doors, and set up his ‘assembly line’ things went pretty quickly – relatively speaking. He finished the doors and drawer fronts for the rest of the lower cabinets. This was last June: And this is today:   There is a difference in … Continue reading…

Garlic Meatballs with Angel Hair Pasta; Will I ever learn

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Note to self: Must wear clothes when outside. It’s a simple enough premise. I don’t know why I seem to have such a hard time grasping it. Perhaps it’s because I so rarely get caught. Note that I said ‘rarely’ not ‘never’. I do know better.  It’s happened before. Still…. Did it have to be … Continue reading…

Ground Beef and Savoy Cabbage Lo Mein; Daily Life in Ireland

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“May those who Love us, love us. And those that Don’t love us May God turn Their hearts; And if he doesn’t Turn their hearts May he turn Their ankles. So we’ll know them By their limping.” There is a lot of Irish wisdom floating around this week: some sappy; some satirical.  But none embodies the … Continue reading…

Retro-food: Hamburger Steak with Fried Onions

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Ahhh, Valentine’s Day! A simple day that Hallmark and the chocolate companies have turned into a hazardous minefield for lovers, potential lovers, would-be lovers, friends…. And everyone else. I just spoke to my mother…. She’s upset because only one person sent her a Valentine’s Day card: a girlfriend of my sister. She wasn’t expecting any … Continue reading…

Pasta with Med. Meat Sauce; Sandwich from hell

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Memories of the sandwich of horror. When I told the story last week about my brother eating a cold, soggy buckwheat pancake for me, no one commented on the fact the he actually managed to swallow the dregs off my plate. I pondered that for a bit, then, as my mind tends to do, I … Continue reading…