Showing posts with label Lent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lent. Show all posts

Monday, April 13, 2009

Easter Weekend Recap

The Boy and I went to town for our (now) weekly farmer's market trip, and I spent a few dollars more then last week but I'm not too shocked or surprised. I got more apples, including a hybrid breed called CrispGlo which are amazing! Seriously, if you can get your paws on some of these DO IT. The Boy is very picky about his apples (like his mama, he's a Cameo guy) but I had to hid these so I could use some of them for oh I don't know, cooking?!

My friend who is helping me with a little garden, and oh so kindly donating both land and work, should be finished up with the roto-tilling soon. Since he's putting in so much initial work, I offered to deal with some of the starts and things. I talked to one of the nursery owners, and settled on buying some starts. We are now the proud owners of carrots, lettuce, yellow Spanish onions, thyme, sage and chives. I'm probably forgetting something, but you get the gist.

I also bought some more Irises, and this bunch has the slightest tinge of blue and purples and might be prettier then the last. I made some of the apples into (yet more) apple butter, and tomorrow I'm going to take a shot at Apple Pie Filling. I would have attempted it today, but I didn't have nutmeg. And despite my protest that I think nutmeg is useless (mostly because I didn't have any) Gracie swore I need some or it wouldn't really taste right.

And today was also a bit of a celebration! Ryan the 2L and I have finished our Lent Fast and both managed to lose the 10% total weight loss bet. I still 'won' by 4% overall, but I don't think Ryan wants to admit it. Since today was the first real day I could eat 'whatever' I wanted, you can imagine I've been thinking it over for awhile. But this organic, self-sustaining thing is getting to me a bit and I couldn't force myself through the McDonald's drive-though. Or Jack in the Box. Or Taco Bell. And yes, a little piece of my soul died with it.

Instead, the Boy and I made Snickerdoodles! I found a pretty easy recipe on RecipeZaar and they came out gorgeous! The Boy had a ton of fun rolling the dough in the cinnamon mix, and they smelled like heaven coming out of the oven. The recipe is pretty easy, and luckily I could involve the Boy with little to no mess.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

I. Heart. Bacon.

I love bacon. I'm not an omnivore, I'm a baconvore who chooses to add other things to her diet. If I wasn't fully aware that eating bacon, and only bacon, would cause me to drop dead in a relatively short time period, I wouldn't eat anything else.

But it's been a very dark time in Maggy-land, as Ryan the 2L and I decided from some reason (well, because we're crazy) to do a traditional Lenten Fast. It probably needs mentioning that we are all a bit... competitive. And that's putting it pretty lightly. So, not only are we fasting, we made a wager out of it. The goal is to lose 10% of your total body weight in the 40 days of Lent. I don't know exactly why they say it's 40 days, because it's actually almost 50, but whatever.

I don't really feel that bad for myself, except for the basically starving myself part. I feel bad for my friends and family because they all hear about 197 times a day the phrase "Oh my god, I'm starving" come out of my mouth. My dad has been exceptionally succumbed to this, as every time he offers me food I can't have (which is a lot of the time) I just him a look that would put him in mortal danger if I could actually shoot daggers out of my eyes.

I've been really really good about my Lent Fast. Better then I thought I'd be because I'm usually a dirty diet-cheater. Now, I won't lie and say I haven't cheated because God knows better. But I'm sure he still loves me.

This being said, for Easter I don't want a ham. I want bacon. I want pounds and pounds of bacon molded into the shape of a whole pig luau-style with a bacon covered apple in it's mouth , and I want it all to myself. My mom has steadfastly refused to join my bacon-pig mission, and since Easter dinner is at her house this year, sounds like I'm stuck with a regular ham.

Today I was stumbling (if you don't have a stumble button, get one!) and I came across The Bacon Show. The premise is simple; one bacon recipe per day everyday. This makes me happy. I have a pretty decent bacon-inspired recipe list, and I'm sure they will appear from time to time on here.

But until April 12th, all I can do is torture myself by dreaming about bacon and drooling on myself.