Wild Wednesday coming up! That means a visit from my nephew, Cooper Cuteness, yay! Cooper brightens our week, bigtime, especially since he says “n” for “l” at the beginning of words – that means he nuvs (loves) his new dog Nevi (Levi). Beyond cute. (Of course I haven’t talked to him for a week, which means he could by now be saying “l” perfectly well. That’s how it goes with a two-year old; one day you’re Aunt Settie, the next you’re a perfectly pronounced Ste-pha-nie, just nike that.)
Simple is the name of the food game on Wednesdays. Tonight the plan is steaks on the grill with a stir-fry of bokchoy, broccoli, and scallions (that’s what remains of my veggie share; reload tomorrow) with a good amount of garlic, Thai curry paste, and chopped fresh basil for some interest and heat. (I’m all about the heat lately, outside and in my food. My aunt Mary got me addicted to the most unlikely-named spicy pickle this past weekend – Norwegian Dills, one of the Gedney State Fair versions. If you, like I, crave salty heat at about, oh, 4 pm, these are your pickle, crazy good.)
Hopefully I’ll score some leftovers for lunch tomorrow. Monday’s fried walleye became yesterday’s fish taco – a little chopped cabbage and red onion, slice of avocado, in a small French Meadow sprouted grain tortilla. Delicious. Leftover steak makes a damn good taco as well, and is always good stir-fried with a few peppers, onions, and mushrooms, eaten warm over salad.
On an unrelated note, check out (and chuckle about) this article describing the calorie-shock New Yorkers are experiencing as chain restaurants implement a new law requiring they post menu item calorie counts right next to the prices. Ouch. Maybe it’s because I’m a woman who gains weight by merely glancing at unhealthy foods (therefore this blog!), and probably more likely because I cook and therefore know what really goes into making items like muffins, scones, and platter-sized pieces of nut-encrusted fried meats (although I also maintain it doesn’t take thinking very hard about it to realize they’re loaded with calories), but none of the counts in the article particularly shocked me. I know how I feel after eating food like that (ill). See what you think – do Minnesotans need calorie counts on their menus? I have a sneaking suspicion that it’s not the calorie counts alone that freak people out – it’s being seen eating the burger that everyone can plainly see is more than 1,200 calories. If shame encourages people to make healthier choices – or skip the chain restaurants altogether and cook their own food – then it works for me? Hmmm…
Moderate it: a small piece of protein (beef, chicken, fish, pork, tofu, lamb, etc.) + lots of fresh veggies (salad, stir-fry, roasted, grilled, etc.) + small amount of grain (whole-grain bread, couscous, rice, corn, pasta, etc.) = healthy dinner in 30 minutes. Of course my kids eat small amounts of fresh veggies + lots of grain, despite my best efforts to encourage otherwise; I try to think about it as a palate-training process, not completed until adulthood… A vegolescence, as it were… Right.)
f for sh is so cute, I can't stand it. Cooper's n for l has disappeared, now it's the more standard w for l. Still cute, but the unique ones are the most memorable. Like f for sh! Hahaha.
Yeah, can you imagine the calorie counts at 112? Egads. We'd skate right in.
PS - if it frees up the reservation list at certain places, then I'm all for it.
Oh, I can't resist sharing this one - when our son was two/three, he replaced plenty of consonants in words - for instance, f for sh - and ignored his r's. Which made statements about Finding Nemo's Bruce the Shark ("Buce the f*ck is funny...") and my brother ("Uncle Butt") flippin' hilarious!
That is pretty hilarious, Norwegian + Spicy. What do they have lye in there?!