Daily Thoughts · Meats

So Much to Say, So Little Time

FIrst and foremost, we found out last night that our daughter is having a baby girl! Wow, I can actually go to the store and look at pink frilly dresses and not just have to pass them up on the way to the t-shirt department. I can actually stand there and buy one…So we are thrilled. Randy and I thought and thought last night about names, and we have decided that Trudilena Randette sounded just precious, what do you think? We will have to get back with you on that one, when we hear what the “new parents” think of that one. Anyway, had a fabulous day yesterday with 3 great friends. We went to downtown Dallas and ate at the “Screen Door” and had the best fried green tomatoes I have ever had, ever. When I find a recipe that sounds close to what we had, will share that with you.  I do have to share something with you. I decided at the last minute before leaving that I would put on a little extra jewelry trying to look “hip” since I am turning the big 60 this summer, am trying very hard not to show that. Well, I put on my magnetic bracelet, the one that I bought to try to keep my “body in balance with the universe” (as the pamplet has assured me it will). Well, as I am talking at the table while eatting my wonderful fried green tomatoes, my magnetic bracelet caught hold of my knife and proceeded to throw it acoss the floor, over to the next table. That started our meal off very nicely. People were continually watching me to see what else I was going to be throwing, so my “friends” decided that I should probably take off the bracelet and put it in my purse. So my balance with nature has been a little off ever since and I am craving chocolate like never before. So, I talked them into stopping for dessert on the way home, where we enjoyed a huge piece of eclair pie. Now, that’s what I call “getting in touch with nature. We sat out on the patio and ate and ate until we remembered that we all were suppose to go home and cook for our hubbies. Needless to say, after talking to the wives today, Peggy’s husband was the only one that got a real dinner. (Yes, she was the one one thought ahead and baked the brisket.) Two hubbies got sandwiches and haven’t heard from the other one. From now on, when we head out to have a girls afternoon, I’m making Randy’s bologna sandwich and leaving it in the fridge, so I don’t have to cook when I am so full.  We were celebrating Dena’s birthday, the young one of our group. We laughed all day and just had the best time. Thank you sweet friends for the laughter you bring to my life. It is just a joy to know that on those days when maybe we have the droll drums and we are in a rut, you are there to brighten up my life. It made coming home to empty the dishwasher fun, as I put away plates, I replayed to Randy all the laughter that took place in our car up and down the tollway. Peggy shared a cooking idea of hers. It is listed below. She said that it was just delicious and she was going home to eat it last night. So as we were out laughing, eatting and sharing with Dena the “fun” of getting older, her brisket was at home cooking and waiting for her. So here it is:

1 brisket (2 to 3 lbs)

1/2 cup water

1 cooking bag

1 can of green chiles

1 package of taco seasoning

1 packette of dry french onion soup

Put the taco seasoning, french onion soup mix and green chiles in the bottom of the bag along with the water. Place your brisket on top and secure the bag with the twistie. Place in shallow pan and bake at 300 for 2 to 3 hours, depending upon the size of the brisket. When done, take out and shred with fork. Serve with flour tortillas, or corn or just eat as your meat dish with mexican rice and beans….or potato salad and baked beans…whichever taste you are hungry for…

One thought on “So Much to Say, So Little Time

  1. Trudy, thanks for writing about our day. That magnetic bracelet incident was hilarious! you are so funny and loveable! Cant wait to bring up that Christmas stocking story!

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