Faux Crab Cakes
Zoogirl, a regular reader of this site, has been kind enough to share this photo of an interesting recipe she recently cooked. These faux crab cakes are actually vegetarian zucchini cakes. I think they look delicious and I just may have to ask her for the recipe so that I can try them myself. But that can only be on a day when the girls have disappeared for the afternoon and can’t observe my secret faux ingredient. Because zucchini is a dirty word in this house and I wouldn’t want to offend their tender ears.
Waste Not, Want Not, Work Not, Why Not?
You know that uncomfortable feeling when you think you’re getting away with something? How Tom Sawyer must have felt as he sat there watching his friends whitewash the fence for him ( I think he felt a little guilty, didn’t he?) Or maybe you experienced that combination of guilt and elation when all of the kids in class had to make a presentation in front of the room, and you were able to just hand in the paper without presenting because the class ran out of time? How about the guilt at night after dinner when you just want to kick back, but you have work to finish, wash a couple of loads of laundry, and pay bills, but you decide to watch a half hour of television instead? Well, that’s how I felt last night at dinner, because dinner was leftovers from Sunday’s Communion party for my niece.
I felt so guilty that I had to prepare one thing to add to the menu, can you guess which item it was?
Clearly guilt is one of my many issues.
Pay Attention, This is Your Rorschach Test
This was last night’s impromptu dinner. I didn’t have time to shop for fresh ingredients so I went freezer diving and came up with ground beef. I made these meatballs, some of the best I’ve made in a while (Mom, you’d be proud). I also chopped up a bunch of kale and sauteed it with garlic and olive oil, adding some broth to the pan to assist in the steaming. Finally, I cooked white rice in chicken broth, and mixed in the sauteed kale at the end.
But admit it. This doesn’t look like meatballs, kale and rice. I really see an alien’s head sitting on my plate. How about you?