Leftovers…

Tonight, dinner consisted of leftovers…
Soup left over from last night’s dinner…plus a loaf of buttery garlic french bread
My oldest daughter sought out and selected a soup recipe from food networks website.



It is our favorite resource for recipes or information.

She chose a chicken soup recipe and we were off to the store to get what we didn’t have on the shelf.
(I had to go as the recipe called for white wine)

The soup was awesome last night, and after slumbering the night away in our fridge, the flavors had plenty of time to meld into an even more impressive bowl of goodness…

I love that she isn’t afraid of the kitchen. She sought out what she wanted for dinner, we discussed what components we had, what we could do for substitutions. How each substitution would affect the final product. She knows now nearly as much as I do in the kitchen…she’s gonna be fine.

Afterwards they each resigned themselves to a brief afternoon nap and awoke ready for the planned Smores event. They had purchased a “Smores” Maker” for me years ago, and it had gone unused for too long. (it consists of a wooden base with pockets for graham crackers, marshmallows and chocolate pieces on a turntable so each person can take a turn roasting their marshmallow for their smore)

It requires the use of sterno, and I regrettably resisted using it for one reason or another…

Well, tonight I released whatever silly reservations I had… grabbed a couple cans of sterno and told the girls we were doin’ Smores after dinner…We made gooey, fiery yummy Smores at the dinner table…they were great. I ate a few marshmallows just roasted… the smell and taste of burned marshmallow took me back to fireside roasting in the sitting in the dirt. After searching out a serviceable downed branch we would whittle down the tip and any side branches the selected tool was stashed near the campsite but hidden well enuf to keep brothers or cousins from acquiring the valued implement.
The memory is at least as good as the pleasure of simply eating the product…

The night is ending on a fairly decent note for me…I am able to walk and move without to much difficulty. The last few days have been difficult. The simple act of bringing a spoon full of soup to my mouth was arduous, slow and painful. I am at the end of the process of reducing one of my meds…
I am unsure if the new level has anything to do with how I have been feeling. I will continue at the new doses for a time in hopes that (we) find doses that are therapeutic enough to treat my condition and allow a level of conscious and functionality that I might be presentable in public.

Heart tests next week...stoopid enzyme counts are to high or something...

Wish me luck.

I’ve been at the keyboard too long.. blog more later.. my back hurts from sitting here… I need a better chair.

Later!