Thursday, January 14, 2021

And What Are YOU Making For Supper?


The sun came through today, blue and true as the sky can be. Not a cloud all day long. That was the good news.
The bad news was that I had no excuse whatsoever not to take a walk and although I procrastinated for an unbelievable amount of time doing nothing whatsoever, I finally got out and drove over to White House Road and ended up walking four miles which is pretty good for me, especially as out of shape as I feel. But it was beautiful and cool and clear and bright and I was listening to a podcast and I just kept going. 


Come on, come on! the road kept saying, one foot in front of the other, every uphill has a downhill, don't slow down!
Which was fucking great while I was doing it but now I will admit that I am the teensiest bit, uh, in pain. And sort of tired. 
Oh well. Not like I actually have to do anything except bumble around here and do housewife stuff. Which I have done. 

I decided to make my guava shell pie and first off, my pastry just would not behave. And I've been doing so well with pastry lately! And then, I realized I should have bought two cans of the guava shells and when I put them in the pie shell, they just looked sad and pathetic and so I made a sort of cream cheese custard to pour in over them, completely by the seat of my pants, with cream cheese, an egg, a little sugar, some of the syrup from the can of guavas, and a few drops of almond extract because almond extract belongs in everything as far as I'm concerned. I had no idea if the stuff would even thicken when I baked it but it did. 


The poor pie still looks sad and pathetic and I have no idea how it'll taste but at least somewhere in each bite there will be the taste and texture of the guava and that will make it worth it for me. If I had some vanilla ice cream to make it worth it for Mr. Moon, it would be nice but I don't. 

I've also made another skillet spanakopita with the tail end of the rest of the phyllo dough which has been in my freezer for months. I bought a huge thing of baby spinach yesterday at the Costco despite the fact that we have so many greens in the garden just because I love spinach and also, there are only so many different vegetables. I am growing spinach but it's not doing well and is barely enough to add to the salads I make all the time. I have two small pieces of salmon I'm going to cook us tonight and have some of our field peas simmering, also plucked from the freezer. And that will be supper. 

Hell, I should just turn this into Ms. Moon's Blog About What She's Cooking For Supper. 

Since I don't want to do that, I will tell you a little story about why I love my husband so much. Or, at least one of the reasons. 


Do you know what that is?
It's a plastic seahorse spoon. I have no idea where or when I got it but I assume it's for feeding babies with. It's been in my silverware drawer forever. 
A few months ago I told Mr. Moon that when he gets up before I do (which is about 99.9% of the time) and stirs his turbinado sugar into his coffee, the sound of the spoon hitting the cup wakes me up. 
He is a vigorous and thorough stirrer. 
He apologized. As a joke, I reached into the silverware drawer and pulled out that plastic spoon and said, "Maybe you could use this."
And now, every morning he uses the plastic seahorse spoon to stir his sugar into his coffee and every morning when I get up and see that spoon, I am reminded of what a sweetheart he is. 
And also reminded that it is the smallest and sometimes simplest things that we do for each other that are incredibly meaningful and you can be sure that I always make certain that he has turbinado sugar to put in his coffee because that makes him happy. 
There are so many things that make us fall in love with someone but it's the things they do that show they hear us, they care, and they want to make us happy that keep us loving them. 

Follow me for more relationship advice. And oh yeah! Supper ideas! 

That's all I'm going to talk about today.

Love...Ms. Moon

41 comments:

  1. the tiniest things (seahorse spoon to not awaken you)......heeded by a willing partner....are everything. A work in progress, always. Good for you, blue sky and walk! Your dinner sounds divine as always.....that pie looks scrumptious......though I agree whipped cream or ice cream would send it *over*. Quiet day here....managed to take trash and recycling of a weeks worth to our dump station.....with Hamal the dog in tow....... baked myself an applesauce cake with lemon sauce to go over.....dinner will be a very weird *thing*....quiche made of leftover pork chops and stuffing...and sauteed kale...with parmesan. Weird enough? whatever is here..... and strikes my fancy...and like Mr Moon, my hubby never complains....he is just thankful. I'm blessed too
    Susan M

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    1. A work in progress always for sure. Sounds like you had a very busy day and productive too. I love the sound of that cake. We are lucky in our loves.

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  2. Out of the freezer I pulled sliced ham from Christmas along with butternut squash grown this past summer by our 16 year old son. The squash was amazing. Made a side of white rice.

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  3. Hubby and I are in St. Augustine Beach, spending a couple days on A1A Beach Blvd. Thirty two years ago this very minute we said I Do and have ever since. Dinner of scallops and the best wedge salad I’ve ever had and now we’re sitting on the patio drinking moscato and reminiscing. I just came to the room to use the bathroom, so see ya!

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    1. Happy Anniversary to you both, Catrina!!!!!!
      Susan M

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    2. Yes! Happy anniversary! And no better place to spend it than St. Augustine. I've had so many beautiful times there. It's magical. Lon wrote a song about that.

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  4. I had a piece of dark rye bread spread with cream cheese topped with a radish sliced razor thin sprinkled with Malden salt.

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    1. If I liked radishes I might think that sounds like the best supper of all. Mr. Moon picked his first radishes from the garden yesterday and ate them with salt. He loves them. They were dark as cherries.

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  5. Our dinner tonight was pork tenderloin made in "the crackpot" as my granddaughter once called it. It was delicious with mashed potatoes and salad. I made a cake yesterday to cheer us up but it really did not rise well.We decided it tasted good anyway. All the best to you Mary. Be very careful out there. I am glad you got the first jab and that you saw the whole family. NY is just not doing this well at all.

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    1. And from here on after, it's name shall be Crackpot. Ha!
      Your tenderloin and potatoes sound amazing. And I bet the cake did taste good.
      Most of Florida is not doing well with the vaccine either. I'm just lucky to be over 65 and living in a county with such a low population.

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  6. Your dinner beats my salad by a mile...I hope that guava is tasty!

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  7. I’m fasting so i baked a frozen mushroom and veggie quiche i made a month ago. The mushrooms had been dried, by me, and the noodles were the kind that you don’t cook, first. Big disappointment. The noodles were still stiff as were the mushrooms. The garlic and cheese toast, made with fresh(ish) ciabatta bread, was good, says the husband. I have another pan of quiche in the freezer cause you always make a spare, right? Boo....Tomorrow is baked chicken, maybe, fingers crossed.
    Debbie

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    1. Are you fasting for medical reasons? I can't imagine fasting for any other reason. I'm a pig.
      Sorry about the quiche. A quiche with noodles? Explain, please.
      Bake chicken is always a winner.

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  8. I don't think I have ever eaten guava in my life. So I have no idea what it tastes like (I am guessing it is a fruit?)
    I got divorced after many, many years of marriage so I don't have much to say about relationships. Sorry!
    Good job on the long walk, tho! :)

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    1. Guavas are indeed fruit. They are a tropical fruit. I love them.
      You are in a relationship with yourself and as such, you must be kind to YOU!

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  9. I wish I could send you all the guavas from my guava tree. They're literally just rotting on the ground as I type.

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    1. Make preserves! Or jam! Damn, girl. I'm jealous.

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  10. Our supper tonight will be " chestnut and chickpea roast". We are not vegetarian but it is a tasty dish I haven't made for ages. It has red onion,garlic cloves, grated carrot, diced mushrooms,choped cooked chestnuts and chickpeas ( from a packet and a tin), oats, grated cheese and 2 eggs. I usually add some fresh ginger and chilli flakes! All mixed up together, (onion, carrot and mushrooms pre fried) and in the oven for an hour. Turns out looking like a cake!We shall have it with cauliflower and a jar of slightly spicy pasta sauce.
    Just realised it is a recipe I have printed out from www.amuse-your-bouche.com. You could find it there if it appeals to you?

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    1. Your veggie cake sounds delicious! Interesting website. Thanks for the link.

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  11. This is so warm and lovely. Made me smile.

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  12. That Image of the Wooded Roadway is Calendar worthy, what a lovely Walk or Drive that would be! The Seahorse Spoon looks like a Cereal Premium, I had some that the G-Kid Force collected out of their Cereals years ago and I only got rid of them during this last move because now the Youngest is 15 and she doesn't eat anything with flatware like that anymore. *LOL* I did keep a Metal Vintage Huckleberry Hound and Yogi Fork and Spoon tho', I'll still eat Cereal with them as I move thru my 2nd Childhood aging disgracefully. *Winks* I hope the Pie tastes as you remember it did?

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    1. Well, that may be- it might HAVE come from a cereal box. I have no idea. We still have a few baby spoons and forks here and I imagine they'll be my drawer when I die. I just like being prepared in case a baby shows up and needs to eat, I guess. I made the pie differently so it didn't really remind me of Mrs. M's pie but the flavor of the guavas did take me back.

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  13. tony made us a stew in the crock pot. it was delicious! i agree, it's the tiny things we do for one another. putting the seat down/ not putting shirts inside out on hangers....that's how we roll here.

    xxalainaxx

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    1. Yes. It's the little things that can drive us insane or keep us loving. I swear. The things that say, "I hear you." And I forgot to mention that he always puts my coffee cup out for me when he gets his out.

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  14. Mr Moon is a gem. You guys are lucky to have each other.

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  15. It is the small kindnesses which make life better I think. My hubby makes the bed every morning, even though he doesn't like to because he knows it makes me happy.

    Supper has become more difficult of late. I damaged my TMJ when I fell and now three months of soft diet to let it heal itself. Dentists put the F U in fun:)

    Life goes on and we all need to eat. Sending hugs.

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    1. Making the bed is a beautiful expression of love. It really is. Especially if he doesn't like doing it.
      Damn on the TMJ! That fall must have been really, really bad. I'm so sorry.

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  16. That's a sweet story about the plastic spoon. I envy you! Hell, my ex wouldn't even turn the TV down from 15 decibels when he would watch it at 3 a.m. on a week night! How sad that your kid tells the hairdresser that "now that daddy has gone I get to sleep at night"!

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    1. Okay. Yeah. That is very, very sad. He was a jerk, wasn't he?

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  17. That seahorse spoon is probably from a pack of multi-colored ocean-themed disposible plastic utensils (whales, sharks, etc.), presumably intended for kids' parties. They also come in general animal shapes (bears, alligators, monkeys, etc.). I stumbled on these amusing objects in a rural Maine grocery on a camping trip when I needed a few cheap spoons. They are surprisingly sturdy-- enough to rattle around in a drawer for years disguised as legit utensils.

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    1. Huh! Well, that might be. But where would I have gotten it? Did it swim into my drawer from a party?

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    2. Spoons simply materialize in drawers, along with mystery keys and rubber bands. Just like coat hangers self-multiplying in closets.

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  18. more soup. potato leek this time because I had a leek left over from the cauliflower soup. of course I had to buy more but it was that or toss it on the compost pile. so that's my soup making for the winter.

    and yeah, little things. Marc always gets his coffee before I do and when the last clean cup is at the back of the cabinet he will pull it to the front to make it easy to reach for me.

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    1. Soup is always good. Now I want to buy some leeks.
      I forgot to mention that when Glen gets his coffee cup out of the cabinet, he gets mine out too so that it is waiting for me when I drag my ass out of the bed. I need to tell him more often that I do so appreciate it.

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  19. I am also a thorough and vigorous stirrer! In fact, my co-workers have teased me about it in the past. (Dave hasn't said anything so far...) Maybe I need a seahorse spoon too!

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  20. I can't believe your lovely weather. So much nicer than cold and snow. I'm glad you went out and walked.
    I've had canned guava, sent long ago by a relative in Africa. It was very different from anything I'd ever had. The texture was new to me. I wonder if I could get the real thing at all. That might be good. I'm guessing canned and fresh won't be the same at all. Like peaches or apricots, two different hanimals.

    And Mr Moon is a lovely man! well, he's got a lovely woman, so it comes out even.

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  21. The story of that plastic spoon is so perfect. Yes, it's the little things that show the immensity of one's heart.

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