Eats

I have so many posts entitled “Saturday Morning Meal Planning” that I decided to mix it up.  I mean, I don’t get paid for this shizz so I can be as boring as I want . . . but today we’re going with the vastly more creative “Eats” as our title.  This is what our wee fam is eating this week:

Meatball quiche.  Now hear me out – I had a pie crust, I had two dozen eggs, and I had some cheese, but no other filler.  There were some Aidell’s mango jalapeno chicken meatballs in the fridge, so I thought – eh!  Let’s try this!  I will let you know how it goes.  I don’t really have a recipe for this – I use a Pillsbury pie crust, beat six eggs with a good bit of cream or 1/2 and 1/2 and a splosh (slightly bigger than a splash) of hot sauce, put your filler in the crust then pour the eggs over it, put in the oven for a while til it’s firm.

Refried beans tostada.  I did slow cooker refried beans (nothing fried about them, it’s just pintos and onions and garlic cooked 12 hours til it’s mush).  I’ll heat some cooking oil in a pan, lay down a tortilla, put on some beans and cheese, top with another tortilla.  Mmm.

This creamy white bean soup recipe, with crusty bread.

AND THEN MY MOM IS COMING!  I don’t have to pre-make all the meals bc I will have a mom and dad at home to help get dinner on the table!  It shall be amazing.

In other news – we made an offer on a house but didn’t get there.  They want a ridiculously large amount of money for a smallish house with no driveway/garage or yard.  I really liked the deep front porch, but c’est la vie.  It’s been on the market for months and they are willing to keep waiting for some sucker, but we ain’t it.  Siiiiigh.  There’s another wee one we like – very small but brand new and very well designed.  Thoughtful closets, thoughtful tiny kitchen, driveway AND yard . . .  Ugh, this is a stressful process.  It was so much easier to build than it has been to try to locate one that we both can live with.  I guess  that means we both agree on what we want, but when we cannot find exactly what we want we disagree on which ideal things we’re willing to give up.  Our 2800 sf place in Alabama seems like a palace compared to these 1600 sf little places we’re looking at now.  But we all know how I feel about Alabama so I’m just going to have to let that go and embrace the new, cramped and expensive reality.  And count my blessings we’re not homeless.

Wish us luck on finding permanent housing.  I’ve been stepping over piles of boxes since January 1.  10 weeks of house-hunting, temporary living – and once we do get a house, there will be a minimum of 5 weeks between getting a house contract underway and actually moving in.  It’s not Syrian refugee-level misery, but it is not easy!