Cliff and his sister went to Kansas to visit their brother. I opted to stay home because the men all go out to the shop and work on stuff, and I’m left in the house, bored silly.
With Cliff here, I try to keep things nutritious and balanced. I aim to serve plenty of vegetables and cook things that look colorful on the plate.
When Cliff isn’t here, I revert back to the eating habits of my youth… strange habits indeed. For instance, here’s my total intake for yesterday: I ate oatmeal with Cliff before he left. Later I ate my daily apple. Lunch was two Nathan’s hot dogs. Mid-afternoon I brought in a nice big turnip, peeled, sliced, and cooked it, and had creamed turnips. I’d forgotten how good fall turnips are, sweet and tender. Supper was popcorn.
Today, because there was some leftover corn bread, I had corn bread broken up and soaked in milk for breakfast. It’s noon, and I’m still full.
When I get hungry again, I’m fixing these two turnips for myself, because one wasn’t enough yesterday. Cliff hates turnips.
I’ve already decided what I’ll make when my husband comes home tomorrow: Tuna-noodle casserole! It’s one of my favorite cool-weather comfort foods.
Speaking of food, I'll soon be taking the pancake/waffle survey. Final results: 21 votes for pancakes, 24 for waffles, 8 no preference, and 1 peculiar character who hates them both. I'd like that person to tell us who he or she is; I don't think I ever met a person who hated pancakes and waffles!