Sunday Afternoons and Death Traps
Sunday afternoon's the best way to get to Tuesday night without really having to cook much. This week my Sunday afternoon consisted of sweet potatoes and baked chicken (I'm the queen about writing stuff you already know how to make). I miss spinach salad as a side dish, but oh well, huh. Will we ever eat it again?
- Chicken Breasts:
- Threw the (frozen) breasts into a plastic bag on Friday afternoon with some dijon mustard, a little olive oil, balsalmic vinegar and a smidge of honey. On Sunday afternoon they were thawed, so I stuck them and their marinade into a pyrex container, covered them w/ foil, and baked them at what I think was 350 for 30 minutes or so (internal temp 170, check your fav. standard cookbook). Probably should have taken the foil off to get a little bit of bakedness to the chicken, but this way it was at least very tender. Tonight: chicken salad with a leftover breast, light mayo and some more of the mustard.
- Sweet Potatoes:
- At the same time, I threw in a couple of sweet potatoes on their own baking sheet, then after they were done (appx 1hr) smushed them up with a smidge of butter. I'm lazy and more likely to eat them if they're already out of their jackets.
A Special Home How-to: Not Food Related, exactly
This weekend was very eventful. In the whole sit on the sofa, walk around the capitol, and watch TV way (Studio 60, anyone? Pilot's on nbc.com). The most exciting part was my little visitor Saturday night. While not exactly a cooking topic, a graham cracker box is involved so I'm counting this as a recipe. On first chilly night in this old apartment building, I reckon I wasn't the only one who wanted to hide under a quilt. Scoping out my little porch door was a tiny brown field mouse. Cute, and goodness knows I ne
ed some friends, but really not someone you want to hang out with. A bit of a freak-out ensued (mostly because I knew I would have to set a trap which eventually means dealing with a dead mouse, yuck).
ed some friends, but really not someone you want to hang out with. A bit of a freak-out ensued (mostly because I knew I would have to set a trap which eventually means dealing with a dead mouse, yuck). I called my father and he suggested brilliance: set the trap (no small feat for a novice) and put it into a cracker box. If you turn the box on its side it'll still have room to flip and kill the mouse but you don't have to touch deadmouse+trap, supposing it works. Cruel, probably, but better than a mouse roommate with all the gross germs. Yucko. No mice were harmed in the taking of this photo and the trap remains as you see it in the picture - empty. I think Mickey moved on to a better apartment. Clearly mine is just too clean.
Recommendations, please:
I'm having a few folks over for Grey's Anatomy on Thursday night. Any good suggestions for easy appetizers? REALLY easy, I'm lazy and busy easy. Chips and salsa easy.
posted by mg at 9:01 PM
3 Comments:
Ever done bacon-wrapped dates? Fling half a slice of bacon around a date, stab it with a toothpick. Put a bunch of those on a baking sheet at 350 for . . . a while? Not sure how long. But they're pretty easy and very yummy. Not chips and salsa easy, though.
Or you could do a bastard bruschetta, with purchased toast squares and chopped up sundried tomatoes blended with olive oil.
Veggies and hummus? Trail mix?
So what did you end up doing for the appetizers?
We drank wine. Hid from the mouse. Hey, whatever.
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