Over the past couple of weeks I have been hearing that Burger King is in trouble with traces of horse meat being found in their popular and famous Whoppers over in the U.K. I don’t think any has been found in the burgers being sold over here in the states, thank goodness, since I tend to eat at Burger King a couple of times a month. I had to stop going to McDonald’s, because their food just doesn’t taste good to me any more. I used to love their $1 sweet tea, but that has started to taste too sweet and it makes my teeth hurt just thinking about drinking their sweet tea.
Thinking about the possibility of having horse meat placed in any of my food doesn’t set well with me. But there certainly could be worse things than horse meat that really make my stomach upset just thinking about the possibilities. I guess that is the chance that we take when we eat out and are at the mercy of the people in charge in the ordering, the preparing and the serving of our orders. I know a lot of people that refuse to eat out because of all of the horrible possibilities that are involved when you place your trust in anyone other than yourself.
When I was married to my first husband he complained whenever I served macaroni and cheese as part of a dinner. He would say “macaroni and cheese is for poor people.” Apparently his mother fed her children a lot of macaroni and cheese dinners when they were growing up. I can certainly understand why she would do that, it is an inexpensive source of protein, and most children love the taste of it. (Although I have one niece that won’t eat macaroni and cheese even though she loves to eat squares of snack cheese. Go figure.)
I’ve always enjoyed macaroni and cheese. The warm creamy sauce melts in my mouth. The macaroni noodles are soft enough and small enough that you really don’t have to chew it before swallowing it. (Although nutritionists insist you should chew your food thoroughly.) I also like to use macaroni and cheese box mixes as a base for several different family friendly casseroles. All you have to do is add some pre-cooked meat, some peas or corn, a little bit of ketchup or mayo, sprinkle some crushed crackers or potato chips on top, serve it with warm dinner rolls and you’ve got a meal fit for a king!
My oldest brother, who is the computer whiz of the family, is the kind of guy that has to have the latest and best of every type of technology that he can get his hands on. He was always like that as a kid, something that we all thought and hoped that he would grow out of, but obviously he didn’t. Right now he looking at various types of custom computers, something that is just a wee bit over my head at this point, not that he is asking for my opinion or help with any of this. It’s just that during the family Thanksgiving dinner I will be sitting close to him and I like to be able to talk with about things that are going in with him in his life or else we will just sit there and look at each other. He isn’t much on talking unless it is something that he is into, not the type for dinner talk at all. Something that he never grew out of either.
Guess I take a look around online and find something out about these custom computers. He isn’t married, doesn’t have kids, has worked at the same place since his Junior year in high school. So there really isn’t a whole heck of a lot that we have in common other than family and that gets tiresome talking about all the time.
There is no such thing as too much turkey in my house. We love turkey – hot with all the trimmings as well as cold in a sandwich. There just isn’t anything like a real turkey sandwich with swiss cheese on rye or even pumpernickel bread. Plain white bread will work as well, but I try to keep other types of bread around that is much better for us to eat, taste bud wise and health wise. Anyway to get some much needed fiber in our diet makes me happy. I’m so glad that they are willing to try new things, they may not always like it but at least they aren’t shy about trying.
Something that I have noticed in the past couple of years is that people that come to big family dinners, such as Thanksgiving and Christmas, are bringing their own plastic containers to help themselves to some of the leftovers to take home with them. For some reason that just strikes me as weird. I understand, believe me, there is nothing better than holiday leftovers and there is always plenty left over for folks to enjoy later, but to bring your own containers just seems a bit forward, but it does save the hostess of the trouble of rounding up her own containers to give out or the expense of buying enough to dole out for folks to use.
Sometimes I just get sick of my own cooking. Do you know what I mean? I feel like my dinner menus are in a rut. The same thing, night after night. I need some inspiration. Even better, I need to go out to a restaurant for dinner and not have to cook at all.
Although I have several favorite restaurants in the area, I know there must be dozens that I have never tried. Sometimes you just have to take a chance on something new and try a new place or a new entree. I can’t make up my mind if I should try a new entree of just totally get out of my comfort zone and try a new restaurant. Maybe something ethnic? Only problem with that is if I try something that I don’t know in advance what it is supposed to taste like, how do I know they did a good job with that dish?