The Crazy Suburban Mom: 2009-05-03

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Could y'all help me with a recipe?

So these...

I need help with a recipe?  Anyone?
Those are buttermilk soaked Cornflake crumbed boneless, skinless chicken parts.

They were not so bad that they ended up here...

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But if you google image search the word Meh, I think that chicken picture might be there.

I think fried chicken, even faux-fried baked chicken ought to be yummy. And this was an entirely forgettable experience (although Ginger is really enjoying them).

So could you help me?

I had some issues and I'd like to work them out because the method worked but not the recipe.

Issue 1 - I really don't like Cornflakes as crumbs. They are crunchy all right but my brain keeps screaming, "Cereal! It's Cereal! Hey! You, that's cereal on that chicken... Yo! It's cereal".

Most distracting.

I used them because it's in a lot of those kinds of recipes and I wanted something crunchier than breadcrumbs but tastier than Panko.

Thoughts on crispy coating materials?

Issue 2 - I loved the texture of the chicken after a 6 hour buttermilk soak, But I waited a few hours to add the spices so they wouldn't sit on the chicken and burn with the coating. I have no idea how much spices to add to how much buttermilk...and for how long? And if I don't have seasoned salt, what than? I should have put the spices in with the chicken from the get-go. I waited a few hours and than added the Old Bay and garlic salt. I didn't have Seasoned salt, which I would have preferred. Old Bay is in some recipes for chicken but it didn't work for me. And didn't taste garlic at all... Actually it wasn't all that tasty and had to sprinkle salt on at the end....

Thoughts on seasonings?

Issue 3 - I took the buttermilk soaked chicken out of the fridge and let it drain off for a bit but when I went to coat it, not everything stuck. Are you supposed to coat the chicken right away? Or did I miss a step? Like flour, redip in buttermilk and than coat with crumbs.... Or was it just that cereal doesn't stick that well to chicken?

Thoughts on stickiness?

I'd like to do this again. Just entirely different! The buttermilk made a moist and juicy chicken, even the breast pieces. And since I cut the breasts into pieces it cooked perfectly in 30 minutes so besides the prep, which is a bit long, the actual cooking is fast and I didn't even have to turn them.

It was also a pretty light on calories dinner. Buttermilk is practically fat free... I gave them all a spray of Pam before I cooked them and that was it.

Does anyone have any suggestions they could throw my way on a better buttermilk soaked chicken recipe? Skinless? To bake?

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Thursday, May 7, 2009

Is this the look of a dog that just doodied in a gym bag?

ginger and the doody in the gym bag...

Yesterday Ginger and I were in the car and she's not great in the car. It's not that she gets sick, I've had dogs that threw up if they had to go on car rides longer than 25 feet, that's not her issue. Ginger barks at everyone and everything. People, dogs... bicycles ....leaves...mailboxes...fuzz.


Ginger's thing is to run all over the car, frantically. I have to take her collar off in the car because once she hung herself on the gear shift.

Literally.

I had to pull over and disengage her before she disengaged me.

But yesterday we were driving along uneventfully; she was quiet and I wasn't paying much attention. All of a sudden I said to her, Man, someone must have hit a skunk, Ginger....


A mile later I'm thinking I must be getting close 'cause it smells much worse now....

Than I catch a glimpse of Ginger in the rear view mirror, have a horrible realization and turn around to take a peek.

And see...

Doody on my back seat.

Than I look a little to the left and see...

More doody on my back seat....

And realize, to my horror, there is a whole Hansel and Gretel Bread Crumb Doody trail all the way to the gym bag...

Quick as a bunny, I pull over, get out of the car and look in (cause I'm not touching that bag)...


And yes, there is even more doody in the bag. And a truly impressive amount of doody it was considering my dog weighs 10 pounds and there was a whole doody preamble before the actual doody constitution.


So I ask you again....


Is this the look of a dog that just doodied in a gym bag?
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Oh yes. It is.

And I implore you... If you ever see this look...
Don't touch the bag.

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What's in my pantry for dinner? canned cream of potato soup (and randomly... whats in my powder room)

This is something I rarely have.


I got two of them over the week-end for a recipe. I ended up only making half the recipe. A good thing, in retrospect, because it fit more easily down my garbage disposal.

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I hate to do that... I try to salvage things if I can... but this?

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This had to go.

I'm now left with a can of Campbell's Cream of Potato soup and decided to fashion a Stuffed Baked Potato Soup out of it.

But lightly.

As delish as a loaded stuffed baked potato is... I feel like a load after eating one, so I'm going to try and lighten the fat content.

I've named the recipe...

' Cream of Loaded Baked Potato Soup That Doesn't Make my Ass Look Fat' Soup

The recipe is (so simple) more of a method really and you don't have to use the light and low fat version if you don't want too. The main thing is really to make it pantry and use what you have:

One can of Campbells Cream of potato soup
One 29 ounce can of white potatoes (rinsed, rinsed, rinsed so they don't taste like can) and diced
Fat Free Half and Half - about 2 cups
salt and pepper

Heat the potato pieces with the condensed soup until hot (There are a lot of potatoes and not so much soup at this point. Heat slowly on low). Add the fat free half and half. You can't boil the fat free version of half and half like you can the regular version - it will break. Once you add it, get a good heat on...but don't boil!

Garnish with:

Scallions
Reduced or fat free Sour Cream
Crispy cooked bacon or turkey bacon
A toss of reduced fat or regular shredded cheddar

potatosoup

Served the soup with a grilled cheddar sandwich, on an onion roll, with a sprinkle of crispy bacon. I grilled the sandwiches in a Pam sprayed pan and smoooshed them down so they were flat like paninis.

The verdict?

Oh! This was good. Very good. To me it tasted just like a loaded baked potato. This recipe, like stuffed baked potatoes...is all about the garnishes.

If you want a to be totally authentic don't use canned potatoes - no matter what you do they remain a bit canny...but really, this is GOOD, even with the canned potatoes I had in my pantry.

This was as good or better than a lot of soups I've paid for in restaurants.

Okay.

This is so totally random but I was thinking that I had posted in March about how I painted my kitchen back splash . I'd lived in this house at least 10 years and had the same old builder's paint everywhere. I had a drawer full of paint chips and walls full of yuk. I don't know if you've ever had new construction but builder's paint is not only unwashable but if you try to clean it, the paint come off.

Oddly the only way to deal with dirt is to leave it.

So one day I got all the craft paint I had in the house (which thankfully was not fuchsia, tangerine and puce) and had at my walls. I figured the worst that could happen would be that I would have to paint.

Which I already did.

I started with the kitchen back splash and than moved onto the powder room. I've never regretted either decision and I'm still really happy with both places.

In the powder room I used yellows, whites, golds and tans. It does have a metallic glaze so it's a bit shiny in the pictures. Well, mostly that first picture ... but it's close.

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Ever think of using a ped-egg?

Yeah me too, with some unintended consequences....

Nine of them to be exact.

See this?

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That's my toe covered with duct tape.

Want to know what that has to do with a Ped -Egg?

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Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time... I checked out all the warnings and precautions...

• For intended use only
• Do not use on irritated, inflamed or infected skin, or on open wounds.
• Do not use if you are diabetic or have poor blood circulation.
• Do not use if metal becomes rusted, bent or damaged, injury may result.
• Consult a physician before use if any skin conditions exist.
• Intended for use on callused feet only, do not use on uncallused, smooth skin.
• Seek medical attention if skin becomes severely irritated or bleeds.
• As a personal care product, Ped Egg™ is not recommended to be shared or used by more than one person.

Check, check, check on all of that... except for one thing... Apparently I had a small plantar's wart I didn't know about.


And than there were five... All in a neat little line


Sort of like how I used the Ped-Egg...


And than I got four more...because warts spread like a cold in a day-care facility.


The one on my toe is the only one left. It's covered with mediplast and duct tape. Which is how I got rid of the other eight.


It wasn't the Ped-Eggs fault because clearly the Ped-Egg wasn't meant to be used on warts. But C'mom. There is a point when they are so small you really don't know you have them. And I hadn't had one in....Oh? Decades? I was thinking more about my soon to be smooth and silky feet... not so much my soon to be wart covered feet.

So, would I use one again?

That would be a no.

Although it's rockin' effective for spreading warts.

If the need to do that ever arises...

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10 Really Random things about me...

1. The only food I can't stomach is pumpkin. When I was 16 I went to my than boyfriend's grandmother's house for Thanksgiving dinner. I'd never had pumpkin pie before so they sliced me up a piece big enough to make up for those lost 16 years.

I'd never had anything so awful in my whole life. I thought I was being strangled by a gooey crusted paste of cloves and orange. Of course, being 16 I wanted to be polite and managed to get it down without tossing my entire dinner back onto the table. A remarkable feat, really.

I might not have been pumpkin-scarred for life if the torture ended there but seeing I'd eating the whole thing ("And so fast, too! Rosie, get the girl another slice!") they served me up another piece. And this one was even bigger. It was monstrous. It was monolithic... It was the most elephantine slice of gargantuan crusted orange mucilage imaginable.

I can't look at a piece of pumpkin pie without gagging.

Still.



2. My 3 favorite party appetizers are:

  • A bowl of Nutella next to a bowl of pretzel sticks (Heaven, I tell you!)*
  • A platter with a loaf of French Bread, a wheel of Brie Cheese and a jar of Hot pepper jelly.*
  • A bowl of chips and a dip made of Ranch dressing mixed with salsa.*


*If you haven't had Nutella, you haven't tasted heaven. It's sort of peanut butter, all growed up. It's a mix of hazelnuts and cocoa.... And with the salty thing pretzels have going on ...Mmmm! Get the smallest jar you can or you will be sorry and find yourself sitting on the couch eating with a spoon... and in the bed...and in the tub....

*The french bread, brie, hot pepper jelly thing has the same salty, sweet, savory, creamy thing going on. And - I've also done it with crackers instead of bread and cream cheese instead of Brie (actually sometimes I put out both because not everyone likes Brie). And the hot pepper jelly? Mmmmm... I've gotten several brands, this is one I like, but not the only one. I like brands that are as hot as they are sweet.



The ranch dressing/ salsa dip is mixed by taste. Start with half a bowl of ranch and start adding salsa to taste. It's so good and it's a rockin' spread for sandwiches and burgers too. And for tacos... And for pretzels... And for nachos... And it's so tasty you can easily use reduced fat Ranch dressing.





3. Ginger, our Mini-Pain is actually a pure bred miniature pinscher. We got her when she was 4, she's now 14. She had a series of homes and was rescued at one point from a 72 hour kill dog pound in New York City. Lasting, loving pets don't always come in the form of puppies...

ginger

I are royalty....


4. In High School French Class I was assigned to do a report on Notre Dame.

The Cathedral in Paris

I did a report on

Notre Dame University.

It was an oral report. I had the option of doing a written report but that would have to be written in French which was, of course, out. She let me go on a while, not to be mean, but because the woman was just in shock.

She stopped me when I started talking about "The Fighting Irish."

5. In the month of March I had surgery on both my eyes.

6. I'm an artist/ photographer.... The cartoons I post are my own creations.

I used to paint more or less realistically.

Satisfylingly Lemony Deux

But when I started to lose my sight I moved to looser more abstract painting...

Much closer up of shredded comic piece

I've decided to name this after my favorite poem INVICTUS            "...and bring a living will if you have one...."and if that little gem won't freak you out I dont know what will....

An update on the Teal blue gray putty and black WIP 3

Red square on blue with mica

And I quite love them....

7. I haven't gotten all my eyesight back. I still need laser on both eyes so I'm not able to really do photography the way I'd like but these are some of my older favorites.

On giving and generosity...

The Secret Sits

Beauty is in the simplicity

Walking away....



8. I am ridiculously early for everything. Yesterday I was on time for a dental hygiene appointment. My appointment was for 10 and I got there at, ya know, 10. But for the rest of the day I was so totally off because I felt late all day... not having made it there with 30 minutes to spare.

9. I'm not that jazzed about chocolate. No, really, it's true. I mean I like it but the way I hear other people talk about it... I know I don't feel the same visceral thing... On the other hand I am crazy-addicted to Ramen noodles and Bubble tea. Neither of which I indulge in very often because my pants don't fit already.

10. I lived on an island for 2 years when I was a kid. Kwajalein, Marshall Islands. Mid-Pacific ocean... Around the equator. Can we talk hair-frizz here?


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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

uh-oh....

I've seen this look before

peeking ginger

Mommy, I doodied under the dining room table

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Monday, May 4, 2009

Ma. Your hair it's....

Ma, Your hair...it's...

I know, I just spent the day at an outdoor rummage sale... in the rain. 100% humidity...and...

But Ma, your hair, its...

A mess?

Yeah but...

Multi-directional?

Yeah but...

Frizzy? Curly? What?

You know what a Q-tip looks like when it comes out of a persons ear?

Oh, ew... C'mon...

No, I mean a clean ear. Without all the ear goo on it. Wait... Let me go get a Q-tip, I'll show you.

No, no... I don't want to know anymore. I'm going to go shower now and fix my hair and wash off the thoughts of ear goo.

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Where is the justice?

Okay. Time for a reality check.

I knew a mans hair got thinner as they aged but I didn't know it happened to women.

Except, of course, on your chin where it grows lush and luxuriant.

And.

I'd always thought these break-outs would stop eventually. And someday I would stop having to peruse the pimple cream aisle for the next break-through that promised to work.

And I never (NEVER!) expected to be sharing pimple cream with the child I birthed. That's just wrong.

And.

I certainly never expected to STILL be breaking out at a time when I pee if I sneeze.

I mean, where is the justice?

Will I be standing at the CVS check out and realize my cart is full of Clearasil, Depends and tweezers?

And it's all for me?

And as awful as that is...All I can think is, Please don't let me sneeze in the store....

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A positively ballular parking job...

I was doing some on-the-permit driving with my boy yesterday.

He needs the practice.

He really needs the practice.

I'm so disappointed in myself because I assumed I would be such a cool mom about teaching my kid to drive.

My own father, an exceeding patient man in all things could not handle teaching his own kids to drive. The nail marks on the front passenger seat of my first car?

A testament to his horror.

It was partially my fault because I talked him into letting me get a stick shift in my first car.

I couldn't drive a standard shift and he hadn't driven one since World War II.

That was a disaster of apocalyptic proportion in the making. The first time he took me out in my brand new used car, he explained carefully what I was to do. I did a lot of nodding and eye-rolling than got in the driver's seat, somehow got into first gear and once I was moving threw the thing smack into reverse.

I don't have total recall of the entire horrifying fracas that ensued. Only vague feelings and impressions of those awful moments that followed and a weird memory of what sounded like an automobile actually sobbing.... the gears grinded, the car bucked, and finally the engine emitted an almost human-like whine.

I could see the plumes of smoke billowing out from under the hood... And from somewhere, seemingly far away, like a dream, I could hear Dad screaming all manner of awful things. And every sentence ended with... And I knew it too, damn it.

I only heard Dad swear a few times and it was always about my cars.

I would be cooler. Oh, so much cooler. But I'm not. I go with my son and I'm gelatinous ooze. All I can think of are those anti-psychotics I've been saving for a rainy day.

And how I hope they haven't expired.

So there I was the other day clutching the passenger seat a la Dad and the boy was driving to his destination. (At least there was an end planned to this madness; I couldn't have handled endless touring) When, finally, we got the the blessed end of the line, he parked, got out, surveyed his parking job and said, Oh man, that is SO ballular.

'Scuse me?

Look! See how straight I parked?

And indeed he had.

I'd forgotten he'd taken to calling all things extraordinary, ballular.

Males are so odd aren't they? Can you imagine a woman doing the equivalent of that?

I can't.

I've tried to imagine the scenario ... You know, maybe one friend is showing another the Vera Bradley purse she just got?

But I can't see a conversation where one says:

Tiffany, look at my new Villager Vera Bradley bag! I'm in love with it...Is it boobular, or what?

And Tiffany says... OH MY GOD... To die for... positively labial!

I mean.... Yuk, right?

Yet, to my son....and his friends, ballular makes perfect sense.

Testosterone. Clearly a strange and mysterious thing.

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Oh I bought too much... to eBay we go...

In between the pointless job of trying to get my old fiberglass sink clean (although I don't think that is even possible) I want to post some of my VNA Rummage Sale Scores!

I was overwhelmed by the amount of things, because I knew it wouldn't be back until October and because the rain just beat me down.

And so I bought too much and I think I see eBay in my future. I don't know what to do with some of the cookbooks. The older obscure ones that are, frankly HUGE!

So here goes...

These I needed

snlow

They are vintage Sweet N' Low bowls with little spoons and I'm using one for
splenda and one for German Rock Sugar

These I needed too

creamersugar

I'm using the green new copy of jadeite sugar pourer for sugar
and the adorable creamer or syrup dispenser thingy for cream

This I didn't need

syrup

another syrup dispenser...
what was I thinking?

And some amazingly great vintage cookbooks

mary

It's from 1959 and I couldn't pass it up but after getting it home I realized I have no room for a cook book thats bigger than my ottoman with over 1500 pages. sigh.

I mean....look at this thing

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mary3

mary5

I think this is going on eBay
Sigh...

This too...

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It's from the 1940's I think...

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pages and pages of bakery sized recipes for all kinds of goodies...

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must be 100's of recipes

023

I think I'm listing that too because what am I going to do with it?

And these too...

018

first printing

017

014


I clearly bought a bit too much. Check ebay for these listings...

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Vanessa Van Petten was 17 when she wrote her parenting book from the teen’s perspective, called “You’re Grounded!. She is now on a national speaking tour, reaching out to both parents and teenagers talking about what young people really wish adults knew about them.

Her blog and company: RadicalParenting.com, which she runs with 15 other teen writers, is read by thousands of teens and adults daily and has been featured on hundreds of other parenting sites around the web as the only teen written parenting blog.

Vanessa has been featured on CNN, CBS 4 Miami and Fox 5 New York and has been in the Wall Street Journal, Teen Vogue, Atlanta Insite Magazine, the World Journal and many other media outlets (see our press page). She has been an expert on numerous radio programs including Playboy Radio, KBUR, WCOJ Philadelphia and more for giving a young perspective on awesome parenting.

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This article is by Vanessa Van Petten who runs RadicalParenting.com a parenting blog written from the kid's perspective with 20 teen writers. Their goal is to give parents a secret view into the world of kids and youth.




*Some content from radicalparenting.com*




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Sunday, May 3, 2009

Fricton, it's a bitch...

The joy of chafing...


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