Thursday, December 20, 2012

A Pinterest Pin: Kiss Centered Brownie Bites

The vote for this one goes to fantastic.  Since the voting group was composed of teenage kids, you know it's got to be correct.

Last Sunday afternoon the Girls and I decided to put the left over kisses I bought to make treat bags to good use.  The original pin shows this recipe being made with Candy Cane Kisses.  We decided to use Mint Truffle Kisses.  You might also notice that the original pinterest pin picture has a more defined kiss shape in the middle?  I'm sure if we had been willing to wait longer than 10 seconds out of the oven to begin our taste testing our kiss would have been a little more defined in shape as well.  Don't judge!

I didn't have a mini cheesecake pan so we used a muffin pan and cupcake foils.  They worked great. 

The directions on the box didn't give a cook time for cupcakes but I cooked them for a total of 20 minutes at the recommended temperature for the brownie mix. 

The recipe made a total of 18 brownie cupcakes (but just barely).  We all got to eat one at home and the Girls took the rest to school for dessert at their respective lunch tables.  There are still some Cherry Cordial and Caramel Kisses is the refrigerator.  It looks like we're going to need another brownie mix.


Thursday, November 15, 2012

Life Goes On...Even When I'm On A Break

In September I posted about An Account Of The Middle's blogiversary and promised to keep posting.  I really did have every intention of doing that, but then I found myself in need of a social networking break.  Not for any particular reason, I just needed a break.

So after taking some time away from blogging, and tweeting, and facebooking, and...  I have returned to find that I've missed a lot!!  My friends have had babies, announced they will have babies, taken vacations, gotten married, announced engagements, asked for advise (I'm really good with advise, just ask me), told funny stories about themselves and their children, and in general continued on.  And I've missed it!! 

That's not to say we haven't been busy as well. 

We've  had outings,

and projects,

and food,


and according to the Girls I will be backtracking to write those blogs soon.

Meanwhile, tonight is the premier of The Twilight Sage: Breaking Dawn Part II.  Guess who's going to be there?!?!  That's right!  Tonight our little twi-hard group rides again.  L, the Girls, our niece J, my cousin's wife K, our friend JJ, and myself are preparing for one last hurrah.  I'll keep you posted (because I'm now being held blogger hostage accountable by my two trusty sidekicks).

Sunday, September 9, 2012

One Year: A Blogiversary

It's been one year since I published my first post.  I really had no idea what I was doing, and still don't for that matter, but I have managed to fumble my way through and have quite a bit of fun while doing it.  I've received some compliments and some critiques.  I took the constructive criticism into account and in March I gave An Account Of The Middle a whole new look, added an introduction tab, and kept posting.   

What I didn't anticipate was how much L and the Girls would enjoy having this blog.  Not only have they had fun on the mini adventures we've had this last year, it pleases them to know they can click through previous post and share our fun or just relive something that we found entertaining.

I like knowing that in years to come, when the Girls become too busy with other endeavors to be my trusty sidekicks, the memories of our past escapades will be readily available. After all that's why I started this blog, to have an account of the middle.  So I'm going to update Have You Met Me? and keep on posting.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Pick A Day...Any Day!

Seventeen years ago this past Sunday L and I were married. 

Ten years ago this week L and I got in a fight about which day we were married on.  Yesterday I had the following conversation with my grandmother:

Me:  Hello?

Grandmother:  Happy Anniversary!

Me:  Thanks, but our anniversary was Sunday.

Grandmother:  Today's the 4th.

Me:  We got married on the 2nd.

Grandmother:  Are you sure?

Me:  Pretty sure.

I almost told her to wait and call L tomorrow, that's when he thinks he got married.

Since today is the 5th I guess it's safe to say that by every one's count (mine, the State of Arkansas, my grandmother's, and Larry's) we have now been married 17 years.

If anyone disagrees speak now or forever hold your peace!

Friday, August 31, 2012

A Giggle: Power Outage During A Mammogram

Several years ago I received this email, thought it was funny, and put it in the file.  However, it wasn't until this week, after I experienced my first mammogram, that I could truly appreciate the humor.  It was just as much fun as I've always been told it would be, and then some.

After spending an afternoon being stripped of my clothing, deodorant and dignity and being groped by a kind but much to chatty for the circumstances employee it was determined the I (a 35 year old female) have fluctuating hormones.  Imagine L's excitement when I came home and told him I have been officially diagnosed as...hormonal.

Power Outage During A Mammogram

I actually kept my mammogram appointment.  I was met with, "Hi! I'm Belinda!"  This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear, tilted her head to one side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown.  Everything clear?"
I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science."
Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.  With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?"
"Fine.", I answered.  I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off?  My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt a zap! Complete darkness and the power went off!

"Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag.", Belinda said as she headed for the door.

"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone are you?'", I shouted.
Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy...the door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back."  Before I could shout "NOOOO!" she disappeared...
And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life, and the other part smashed between glass!  After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going" type greetings, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off?!?!
Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible, "Uh, yes, yes I do thanks."
"You bet, take care.", Bubba (or Earl) replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.
Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin. Making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, "Oh I am sooo sorry!  The power came back on and I totally forgot about you, and silly me, I went to lunch! Are we upset?"
"And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the clamps..."

Saturday, August 18, 2012

You Can Call Me Dr. Mom, Medicine Woman

Remember those pesky nosebleeds of NG's that I mentioned?  The one's we tried to stop with surgery?  Well the surgery slowed them down but it didn't stop them.  Neither did the humidifier, nasal spray, Neosporin, or Vaseline that her ENT recommended we use.  At her last appointment he basically told us he was at a loss as to what to do next.  More surgery wasn't an option so he told me to make an appointment for a follow up in 6 weeks and he really hoped the bleeding stopped before we came back.

Last week I decided to take her nose doctoring into my own hands.  When I was growing up my grandparents had a tin of Rawleigh Antiseptic Salve, AKA: Rawleigh's Horse Salve.  They used it to doctor everything and everyone.  If the horse, cow, goat or dog had a sore or wound they were doctored with Rawleigh Antiseptic Salve (it isn't recommended for cats or they would've been on the receiving end of it too).  If a kid or adult had a sore or wound they were doctored with Rawleigh Antiseptic Salve.  In general it was almost as popular for curing what ailed you as a healthy dose of castor oil.

So I decided to shove some up NG's nose and see what happened...

We're now on day 6 of no nosebleeds!!  That's right!  For six whole days NG has walked and talked and watched television and read books and played with the pets and eaten meals and gone to sleep and done all of those other strenuous activities without having to take time out to stem the bleeding.  There are no words to express our excitement!!

And if at any time she or anyone else in the family(human or otherwise) should become afflicted by wounds, skin abrasions, minor cuts, chapped teats and udders, wire scratches, or saddle chafing I'm prepared to doctor them as well.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

No Need For A Bowl: Dump Cake

Last month we decided to have an impromptu potluck at work (I believe I've mentioned our love of food at work before), and I received a request for Dump Cake.  So that morning I gathered all of the ingredients and brought them to work with me.  This is probably one of the easiest recipes ever.  There are a total of four ingredients and it requires basically no preparation.

As you can tell from the picture I almost waited to long to get a picture of the finished product!

Dump the cherry pie filling and crushed pineapple into the baking dish

and gently mix.

Normally I use a flour sifter to spread the cake mix over the top but if you don't have one (or forget to bring it) just sprinkle the cake mix evenly over the fruit filling.

Do NOT remove the butter from the refrigerator until you are ready to place it on the cake mix, then slice length wise using a serrated butter knife.

Completely cover the cake mix with butter.  I like to remove the cake from the oven after about ten minutes and add additional butter to any remaining dry spots.

On another note, with the Girls off at camp, L and I were home alone last week.  We decided to spend a day at the Cherokee Casino in Siloam Springs.  We each took $20 and agreed when that was gone we were done.  Five hours later we had lost $10 each and agreed it was time to go home.  On the way we decided to stop and invest some of our remaining money in something with better odds than the slot cream.  That investment might not be making me rich but it keeps the fondation for my love/ hate relationship firm.

Dump Cake

2 cans cherry pie filling
1 can crushed pineapple
1 box yellow cake mix
2 sticks butter, NOT at room temperature

Dump cherry pie filling and crushed pineapple in 9x13 baking dish and mix well.  Top evenly with dry cake mix.  Thinly slice butter lengthwise and completely cover dry cake mix.  Bake at 350 degrees  for 40-45 minutes or until cake mix and butter has created a golden brown crust and fruit filling bubbles from the sides. 

Monday, July 30, 2012

I Just Know I'll Win It This Time

You might remember a few years ago I was up for Mother of the Year only to lose at the last minute due to the "Great Bouncy Ball Fight of 2008".  Well I'm still after that trophy!

Last December I took NG to an ENT doctor for nosebleeds.  He performed a silver nitrate cauterization, and for the last six months it hasn't been a problem.  Then they came back with a vengeance.

Three weeks ago I had to take her to ER because we couldn't get the bleeding under control.  The triage nurse stuck a clip on her nose and told us to have a seat.  Four hours and $125 later I realized we didn't need a doctor, what we needed was a clothes pin. 

The next day we were back in the ENT doctor's office where he performed another silver nitrate cauterization.  He then told us if this didn't work he would want to perform an electrocautery and due to her age recommended doing it under anesthesia. 

It didn't work and the next week we were back in his office to set a surgery date.  Furthermore, we needed it done ASAP because she would be leaving for camp on July 29.  He scheduled her for July 27 and assured us camp would be no problem.

Friday morning NG had her minor procedure with a side of major anesthesia, and was home by that afternoon to recover. 

Her nose was basically painfree but she did have a lingering headache from the anesthesia.  Sunday afternoon she decided she would still like to try going to camp, so L and I dropped them off, checked them in, and left with a promise to come get NG if she got worse or did not continue to improve. 

Today the surgery center called to check on her and I had the following conversation:

Nurse: May I speak with the parent or guardian of NG?

Me: This is she.

Nurse: I was calling to see how she's doing.

Me: I guess she's doing fine.  I dropped her off at camp yesterday and I haven't heard from her so I assume she's fine.

Nurse: Um...ok.

Me: The doctor said it was fine for her to go, I spoke with him about it on Friday.

Nurse: So she's at camp now?

Me: Yes, and I checked for pictures this morning and she looked ok.

Nurse: Ok, thank you.

So do you think they'll mail the trophy or will there be a ceremony?

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Minus The Metal

At GG's last orthodontist appointment she was told that if she wore her rubber bands at least 21 hours a day for the next six weeks there was an excellent chance they would remove her braces at her next appointment.  She not only wore them the required 21 hours per day but I'm pretty certain she mastered the art of eating with them in and only removed them to brush her teeth.

Today was appointment day!  At 11:00 this morning we arrived to hear the verdict.  I'm not sure who was more nervous, her because she really wanted them removed or me because I wasn't sure what it was going to take to console her if they didn't remove them.  I was pretty certain that a cookie wasn't going to cover it. 

In anticipation of good news we took a "before " picture...

and with great joy (and relief) we took an "after" picture.

As we were leaving she was handed a treat bag of all the goodies she wasn't suppose to eat while she had braces.  Oops.  Seriously?!?!  Who goes 20 months without popcorn?!?!

Since a consolatory treat wasn't necessary we went for a celebratory lunch instead.  In two weeks we'll go back for the retainers.  As we're leaving the orthodontist office GG and I had the following conversation.

GG: I've ordered my retainers in black and hot pink.

Me: What? (I must admit I did not realize colors were an option)

GG: Black and hot pink!  What do you think?

Me: Well they sound like they'll be feminine and slimming. (??)

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Instead Of A Birthday Cake...

GG requested take out for her traditional birthday meal this year.  I thought that was wonderful since we would be leaving on vacation the next day and that meant less work for me.  Then she made her in lieu of a birthday cake request for homemade cheesecake.  I agreed to make it but told her she would have to wait until after vacation.

This weekend she reminded me that I still owed her a birthday cheesecake, so on Sunday afternoon I anted up.

The recipe I use is called Satin Cheesecake and has a sour cream topping.  However, since GG prefers her cheesecake with fruit topping I omitted the last step.

It's important to allow the ricotta and cream cheese to warm to room temperature, not only does it make them easier to use but it also seems to make them smoother as they are mixed.

I beat my batter about two minutes per egg as they are being added.

Since spring form pans can leak I cover a cookie sheet with aluminum foil and set it on that to bake.

Allow the cheesecake to cool and set before removing the sides of the spring form pan.

I usually top individual pieces of cheesecake rather than the cheesecake as a whole.  This way everyone can choose what they like.

Satin Cheesecake

1/4 cup graham cracker crumbs
2 pkg cream cheese, room temperature
1 1/2 cups sugar
2 tsp vanilla
15 oz ricotta cheese, room temperature
6 eggs
2 cups sour cream
1 1/2 tsp lemon zest

Spray 9 inch spring form pan with butter spray and coat with graham cracker crumbs.  Combine cheeses in a bowl and beat until smooth, about 5 minutes.  Add eggs one at a time and beating until well incorporated.  Add 1 1/4 cups sugar, 1/2 cup sour cream, 1 1/2 tsp vanilla, and lemon zest and beat until very smooth, about 2-3 minutes.  Pour batter in pan and bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes, reduce heat to 300 degrees and continue cooking until cake is set in the center, about 30 minutes.  Remove cake from oven and reduce heat to 250 degrees.  Combine 1 1/2 cups sour cream, 1/4 cup sugar, and 1/2 tsp vanilla and beat until sugar is dissolved.  Pour over cheesecake and smooth with spoon to cover cheesecake evenly.  Return to the oven, bake for 10 minutes.  Remove from the oven and cool on wire rack.

Monday, July 23, 2012

This Means War

I currently have a total of four cats living at my house and at least one mouse living in it.  GG found the evidence in the towel drawer last week.  This led to the following conversation with L:

Me: Explain to me how we can have two cats that will search the field next to our house for a mouse or rat trophy to bring to the back porch and I have a mouse making itself at home in my kitchen.  What are they CIA?
L: Yep, obviously they're field agents!
Me: So I guess I need Homeland Security?!?!

Smudge (the exterminating machine) wasn't much help the last time I needed a hero close to home, Lacey (the old lady) is just too fat, and Trixie (the foolish kitten) is much too...well foolish.  That left Kathy (named after Kathy Lee Gifford because that cat never shuts up) to save the day, and she just wasn't getting the job done.  So I decided to intervene.

I read an article one time that said mice are unable to pass gas and since chocolate can cause intestinal gas it could be deadly to mice.  With this in mind I left some chocolate in the drawer with the towels.  Apparently the mouse didn't read that article.  It ate half the chocolate the first night and expressed it's appreciation by leaving several mousy turds on my clean kitchen towels.  It returned the second night to eat the remaining chocolate and once again leave behind it's heart felt thanks for the snack.

Yesterday I sent L to town for supplies.  Last night, armed with two peanuts a marshmallow and a Tomcat Glue Board, I declared war on the rodent population trying to take up residence in my kitchen.  Today when I checked the drawer there was nothing, not even a mousy turd on a towel.  I have to say this really disappointed me.  Not only did my well baited and strategically placed glue trap fail to catch my mouse, it didn't even scare the crap out of it!

Saturday, July 21, 2012

This Is My Last Official Birthday

Haven't you heard?  Age is just a number, and I'm picking 35!  So it'll be all anniversaries after this.

Today I turned 35, and at 35 I intend to remain.  I have informed L and the Girls that next year we will not be celebrating my 36th birthday we will be celebrating the 1st anniversary of my 35th birthday and I will be 35 to the 1st power.

Furthermore, I have also informed L that with this plan in place he too has celebrated his last birthday, (he will be celebrating only anniversaries in the future) and will be remaining 44 by default.  He was pretty excited about that!

So if the 30's are the new 20's and the 40's are the new 30's then L and I are going to be young whippersnappers for quite some time to come.

On another note...I kicked off my last official birthday by climbing into a tree this morning.  Why?  Because our newest addition to the family was stuck.

It wasn't until later that I began to wonder who was the bigger fool...the 4 month old kitten that climbed up a tree and then wasn't smart enough to figure out she couldn't climb back down headfirst or the 35 year old woman that climbed up after her and then spent 15 minutes trying to reach her while waving a hair ribbon and cooing "here kitty kitty". 

Friday, July 20, 2012

I've Been A Bad Bad Blogger...

but I promise I'm going to do better.

The last couple of months have been busy.  We've been making the middle count, I've just not been accounting for it.  So I'm going to finish writing the blogs for our excursions and solemnly promise to do better in the future. 

Last month we went to see an opera.  Just in case you're wondering the same question L's sister LE asked, the answer is yes we went on purpose.  We went to see A Little Night Music at Opera in the Ozarks in Eureka Springs.  I deliberately chose this opera because it was in English and it was adapted to a film starring Elizabeth Taylor in 1977.  Just so you know...this particular opera (and film) is, for lack of a better word, raunchy.  When I decided to take the Girls to an opera I did it because I wanted them to have some exposure.  However, that wasn't really the kind of exposure I had in mind.  All that aside we still had a great time, even L admitted that he wouldn't mind going to see another one sometime.  Maybe next time I can pick something that doesn't require so many parental explanations on my part.

Just an FYI: the woman's character in the black and gold dress was played by a man, and he did a fantastic job. 

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Our All Girls Wide Open Tour: We Found The Rain...Or Maybe It Found Us

Remember that trip to Ohio I mentioned earlier in the spring?  The one the Girls and I were going to take to calm our inner roller coaster junkies?  Well that's where we went last week.

The roller coasters weren't the only thrill though, the weather provided it's own adrenaline rush.  We left on Friday morning with the intention of stopping in Fort Wayne, Indiana for the night and then continuing on into Oak Harbor, Ohio the next morning. 

When we left Arkansas had just been upgraded from a "severe" to "extreme" drought region and our county (along with most others) was under a burn ban, so we were excited to see rain.  What we weren't excited to see were the effects of the major storms that swept through six states, three of which we were either in, planning to be in, or had just left.  This isn't my first experience with driving in unfamiliar territory during terrible weather (remember our exciting nerve wracking drive through the 2008 Super Tuesday tornado outbreak?), and it wasn't even my last for this particular trip, but I'm going to go on record with I DON"T LIKE IT! 

The winds that accompanied the storm we drove through in Indianapolis, Indiana affected the satellite signal for Big Momma and we took a wrong turn.  That wrong turn provided us with it's own little adrenaline rush when we found ourselves on a scenic tour of an Indianapolis ghetto area.  I recommend avoiding that route if possible. 

The storm knocked out the power to the traffic lights.  Want to know how long it takes to get through a traffic light on a four driving lanes/ two turning lanes major highway when that traffic light has been reduced to an "on your honor" four way stop?  Exactly 1 hour and 37 minutes, provided three people pull out of your lane, drive across the median, and cut off traffic in the opposite lane (one driver did this while making an obscene gesture to the people in the car he almost ran over, he was obviously a multitasker). 

It was at this time that the Girls and I noticed we had actually crossed into the eastern time zone and therefore had missed Happy Hour at Sonic (not that we were able to find a Sonic).  This only added to the frustration...after all you know how much I hate to lose an hour.

We arrived in Fort Wayne, Indiana without anymore excitement.  I had considered filling up with gas that evening but since I still had a quarter tank of gas I decided to wait until morning.  That plan would have worked if the storm that night hadn't knocked out power to all of the gas pumps.  Want to know where they did have gas pumps that actually pumped gas?  Ohio!

They also have pumps for kerosene.  Anyone know exactly what they use that for?

Guess what else we found in Ohio!?!?  Hail!  Yep, that came on Sunday night along with more rain.

Tuesday night when we got back to the condo I decided since we had already had one hail storm, three thunderstorms, and it looked like something else was blowing in I would parking in the covered parking beneath our condo.  That decision led to the following conversation:

NG (from the back seat): Did you just hit those lawn chairs with the truck?

Me: No, I just gave them a gentle southern love nudge.  They're fine.

GG: Well it's a good thing no one was around to see your southern loving!

Me: The rental rules say 10 pm to 8 am is condo quiet time and it's after 10 now, so hush.

However, that was just a temporary fix.  The first words out of the Girl's mouths when they called L?  "Momma hit some lawn chairs with the truck!"  As I've said before... tattle tails!

See?!?! They're fine, a little love tap never hurt any chair.
We almost made it home without anymore weather excitement....almost.  Just outside of Branson, Missouri the skies opened up and it poured, hard.  It was that kind of rain that made it almost impossible to see the lines on the road, the kind that has most people pulling to the side of the road with their flashers on.  I say most people because after being gone from home for almost eight days and having been on the road for over fourteen hours I wasn't one of them.  Nope, I was a woman on a mission... I was also the one driving down the middle of the road.   

On another you want to know what's in Oak Harbor, Ohio?

Not much, but we did find a nuclear reactor plant (every time we heard thunder GG checked to make certain it hadn't exploded),

and the Happy Hooker

bait shop.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Happy Sweet 16 GG!!

June 28, 2012
June 28, 1996
Sixteen years ago today I gave birth to a precious baby girl, and if I'm going to be honest about it, L and I didn't really know what to do with her.  (Does any new parent know?)  Today she is a lovely young lady, and L and I don't know what we would do without her. 

Saturday, June 23, 2012

We Didn't Say It Was Your Fault...

...we said we were going to blame you.

One of L's close friends, R, works for Game and Fish; another of L's close friends, JA, wanted to work for Game and Fish, but didn't really want to move too far from his home county.  JA discussed his concerns with R and it was thought that his chances of being hired by Game and Fish were excellent and his chances of being assigned reasonably close to his home county were pretty good.  So JA decided to proceed with the application process. 

R was right, JA is what Game and Fish is looking for and they've hired him.  This next part is where R was not quite so right...JA has been assigned to the Delta region.  Want to know what is in the Delta region?  Alligators, and in a few months...JA and his family.

Now, is it R's fault that JA has been assigned to the Delta region?  Nope.  Are we blaming R for JA being assigned to the Delta region?  Yep.   

Last weekend we had a goodbyejawe'llseeyouagainsoon...maybe...unlessyougeteatenbyagator(thanksalotr) party.  After all, you know how much we enjoy eating and talking.  L, The Girls, and I even made a sign for this special occasion.

R made some signs of his own.  (As you can see this group of friends all share the same warped sense of humor.)

During the evening L and JA had the following conversation:

L: We'll come visit after y'all get settled.
JA: You'll drive all the way down there?
L: We drove to Kansas City for Amanda and GG to play in the mud.  We can drive to the Delta region to visit y'all.

So in a few months we'll be making a trip to the Delta region to visit JA and his family.  I'll let you know how that goes...unless I get eaten by a gator.  If that should happen just remember...blame R!!

Friday, June 22, 2012

A Picture's Worth A Thousand Words...

Last week L took The Girls to Chick-fil-A's Daddy Daughter Date Night.  The restaurant required reservations, so when they got there they were shown to a table with their name on it.  The entire restaurant was decorated, there were even votive candles on the tables.  The Girls were given flowers, candy, jewelry, and trinkets.  Daddies and daughters of all ages surrounded them, and everyone appeared to be having a great time! 

Can you picture it in your mind?  I hope so because L and The Girls never thought to take a single picture of any of it.  They did however get this great picture of a "smiling" cat they saw at the pet store before they went.

Doesn't a Russian Blue always bring back memories of your first date?

Monday, June 11, 2012

London Broil: With A Tequila Kick

Last weekend we celebrated L's birthday...and this weekend we did it again. 

One of the birthday traditions at our house is the birthday meal.  NG's birthday meal of choice is Grilled Beer Brats.  The irony of that is that NG's birthday has required me to make a trip to the liquor store since she was 8.  The rest of us are never quite as predictable.  This year L requested Tequila Marinated London Broil.

Just like the Grilled Barbecue Ribs, L and I found this recipe while watching the Food Network.  This recipe does require some planning ahead since the meat needs to marinate at least 4-6 hours.  Personally I like to place it in the marinade the night before and flip it the next morning.  This gives both sides of the London broil approximately 10 hours to season. 

It's sometimes difficult to find London broil at the grocery store.  I go to our local butcher shop, Dimes Meat Market, to purchase mine.  However, I have used a plain beef roast in the past and it's turned out quite well.  Just make sure the cut isn't too thick or you might have trouble getting it cooked through on the grill before the outside burns.

The recipe says to place the meat in a non-reactive dish and cover with the marinade.  I always use a glass baking dish.

The meat will show some coloration from the marinade, this is normal.

This recipe requires a pretty constant watch on the clock.  The recipe says to cook the meat 4-5 minutes on each side and to flip it for a total of 4 times.  Since this cut was a little bit thicker than normal L gave it the full 5 minutes each time and flipped it an additional round for a total of 50 minutes on the grill. 

Just like with the Bacon Wrapped Pork Loin, the London Broil must be allowed to rest before slicing.  This allows the juices to reabsorb and the meat to remain tender.

Tequila Marinated London Broil

1 jalapeno pepper (seeded)
1 tbs. minced garlic
1 cup teriyaki sauce
1 cup tequila
1/4 cup olive oil
1/4 Worcestershire sauce
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp pepper
3 1/2 lbs. London broil

Combine all ingredients except London broil in a blender and process until smooth.  Place London broil in a non-reactive dish and pour marinade over the top, turn to coat.  Refrigerate at least 4-6 hours before cooking.  Remove London broil from marinade and place on white hot grill.  Cook 4-5 minutes on each side, flip meat at least four times.  Let rest for 10 minutes before slicing.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Happy Birthday L!

Last Friday was L's birthday.  

The original plan was to go see the drive in movies Thursday night and then spend Friday in Branson, MO.

Unfortunately, part of those plans were sidelined when L's search and rescue team got called out Thursday afternoon.  So that meant no drive in movie for us, that didn't mean The Girls and I couldn't get up to a little mischief. 

Fifteen LED balloons (yes, I had enough hot air to blow them all up myself),

two cans of silly string,

and one "Happy Birthday" banner later...

we had the kitchen decorated and were sitting in the dark waiting for L to walk through the door.

Friday we headed to Branson for a little shopping (that's L scurrying away in search of a testosterone recharge at the Bass Pro Shop),

grabbed some lunch,

and treated L to a birthday funnel cake at our favorite dessert shop. 

We had a great time!  The Girls and I can hardly wait for the next time we get to celebrate L getting

On a side note...

Want to know why GG felt the need to shield my eyes?  It's because L decided to take our picture in front of my most hated store of all time!

Am I the only one that thinks the inside of that store looks like a room full of roadkill?