Stacy and L are off at a birthday party this morning. We boys have a busy day ahead of us, so we jumped right on it.
Lunchtime Update:
Stacy and L are eating at their party so I'm on the hook to keep N well-nourished for the afternoon. A quick refridge review left me thinking my options were limited. But never underestimate the "make it work" dedication of a temporarily single-parenting engineer! Scattered throughout the house I was able to track down enough essential ingredients to make Nachos a la Perkins. I'm sure it will be hitting the menu of a boutique cafe near you soon.
I found a half eaten bag of blue corn chips in the pantry. The deep freeze in the garage offered up a pound of ground beef frozen late in the last decade. Hidden crannies of the refrigerator deli drawer yielded a motley crew of international cheese remnants in various stages of "aging." Our one remaining onion was moldy, but only half moldy! (The glass is half full!) We had a little sour cream that looked white, but we were out of salsa. No problem - Stacy had some leftover spaghetti sauce tucked away in the back that could pretend to be Mexican. A quick jumble and a run under the broiler and voilà! Gourmet goodness fit for a king!*
Stacy and L are eating at their party so I'm on the hook to keep N well-nourished for the afternoon. A quick refridge review left me thinking my options were limited. But never underestimate the "make it work" dedication of a temporarily single-parenting engineer! Scattered throughout the house I was able to track down enough essential ingredients to make Nachos a la Perkins. I'm sure it will be hitting the menu of a boutique cafe near you soon.
I found a half eaten bag of blue corn chips in the pantry. The deep freeze in the garage offered up a pound of ground beef frozen late in the last decade. Hidden crannies of the refrigerator deli drawer yielded a motley crew of international cheese remnants in various stages of "aging." Our one remaining onion was moldy, but only half moldy! (The glass is half full!) We had a little sour cream that looked white, but we were out of salsa. No problem - Stacy had some leftover spaghetti sauce tucked away in the back that could pretend to be Mexican. A quick jumble and a run under the broiler and voilà! Gourmet goodness fit for a king!*
*Of a somewhat underdeveloped third-world country.
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