Actually got to catch up on all my work AT work today. Feeling accomplished, happy and hungry. I wish this thing had smell because my house is smelling pretty good right now as my dinner bakes away in the oven. Figured I'd blog a bit to while away the 90 minutes ...
This morning while drinking my coffee I dug through recipes for Irish dinner ideas and made out a shopping list for dinner the next few days. Bought stuff for Irish stew and soda bread with raisins & caraway seeds. Bought a brisket, cabbage, red potatoes and onions for the title dinner which I think I will do Sunday. The Irish stew can be crock potted so it will be ready when I get home from work Monday! Also bought the stuff needed for that awesome looking cheese, olive and bacon bread I figure I can do dinner with it one night and maybe use a slice or two with soup later. I can't wait to try it!
The yummy smell coming from my oven as I type is homemade baked beans. A couple ideas from a recipe and the stuff I use for my beans. I was somewhere not long ago, I was on the cruise, when someone told a story about a local BBQ place that makes killer beans, well really the sauce is killer. So I guess that has been setting on the back burner of mind for the past couple weeks. I woke up yesterday thinking about homemade baked beans. I grabbed my container of 13 bean soup mix and put a pot to soaking. Came home today after shopping and cooked them for about an hour while I concocted and cooked the sauce. Then I fried up some lean hamburger and polish sausage. Mixed all of it together and put it in the oven. I have corn bread mix ready to bake after the beans are finished. I can't wait.
Looking out my dining room at my, Mary Jane fogged, neighbors Mother's old house, I see all these vehicles that look a bit shady, in fact one pulled right up in the middle of the yard like a ... What is he up to now? He actually lives on my right facing the road. Hasn't worked in 15 years, is nice, but weird, wife left him years ago. Only child died a year ago in a one car accident, so I feel a little sorry. He is almost like Job but without the religion. One of his sisters stayed across the street with their Mom until she passed. She was older than old. So old that sometime before her husband died and that was 18 years ago ... I think. They ran a story in the local paper about her husband, my neighbors Dad, being the last living son of a Confederate Solider. Old. Anyway the day they buried their Mom the parent sitting sister went in the hospital dying of cancer. You can't make this shit up. Now no working Mary Jane loving neighbor and his other sister are semi fixing up the old folks place to sell. Cheap. God help us all. I live on a extremely nice street in the historical district of town. Please let someone decent buy that house!
Ok, gotta finish my Guinness, had to buy a four pack ... then change out of my uniform and make my cornbread. Can't wait to eat.
May your right hand always be stretched out in friendship,never in want...
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