I've been painfully slowly plugging away at organizing and making changes to the house. My pantry has been driving me nuts, so I pulled everything out of it at 9:30 at night when Mark was at work and I finally had all the kids in bed. Brace yourself for the before picture- picture rushing home from grocery store, costco, etc and unloading either right at lunch time or right at dinner time. That is most of the reason why it looks the way it does in the before picture. I'm humble here, it's NOT pretty.
Now it's empty.
But it had to go somewhere, temporarily of course.
I filled two large kitchen garbage bags and a lot of recycle. While it's not pretty (I didn't buy all matching containers- maybe one day) at least it's orderly until the magical day when I can make it into the butler's pantry I've always envisioned there).
I know I need a real coffee table, when I find one for under $50- I'll get it. For now it feels brighter and better.
Since I usually end with a recipe, I'll end with the fajita recipe I made on Sunday night- the night I wrote this blog. Super yummy but best on the griddle when camping with good friends.
Chicken (or whatever meat you want) Fajitas magic ingredient:
I use 1/2 this packet for about 12 chicken breast tenderloins (I buy the Kirkland frozen kind so they aren't so floppy and gross when I handle them. I hate raw chicken)
So, here's the recipe:
12 chicken breast tenderloins
1/2 seasoning packet pictured above
2 T lime juice
1/3 cup canola oil
Mix together and marinate as long as you like. 8-10 hours is ok- overnight better- or dump it all together and freeze then pull out on the day when camping that you want to make it:)
Slice one or two onions- I like a lot of onions.
Slice 2-4 bell peppers- I use red, orange, and yellow because green ones are gross to burp. Sorry if that wasn't a ladylike comment. Just not a fan of green peppers.
Heat a large pan on high (or griddle when camping if you're lucky).
Add the juice from the marinated chicken (I know most recipes tell you not to use it but I do), cook the onion until as done as you like them - I like them really cooked down. Add chicken, when done add peppers and cook until just starting to get soft.
I serve them on flour tortillas warmed over the flame of our stove top, topped with chevre, feta, or whatever cheese sounds good and green onions.
Sometimes I'll add a side of brown rice cooked in the rice cooker with a tablespoon of butter, a tomato bouillon cube (another Mexican aisle score), and small can of green chilies after that's cooked I'll stir in a rinsed and drained can of black beans. Throw in some fresh chopped cilantro and it's even better.
Enjoy.
PS Hi honey (he caught me working on the blog I was too embarrassed to tell him about...) xo
PPS Thanks Robin for asking for a new post- it made me feel good to know that it's being read and yes you should write one too. You have some crazy stuff going on in your house and accomplish some wonderful meals and creations (crafty and handy and all around amazing).
And now this blabber mouth is done.
Jen my dear friend - you make me laugh and giggle and think wow I am not alone in this journey I love to call motherhood! You are an incredible person, wife, mother, and friend!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing with all of us, you help us to realize that this is life and it is a ride that we just need to remember to relax and enjoy every moment of, it is not going to last for long! It was just yesterday that Elsa was being carried everywhwere!
Your pantry looks beautiful - your furniture I can not wait to see in person it looks wonderful and it does brighten up your room!
You and a few others helped to motivate me to start a blog as well - one day I might just share it with others! --- Maybe I might have to do an entry about how at this moment all I hear in the background is..."Look at my big "P P" - "No mine is bigger" How young does it start and how funny just to sit back and listen to my four and six year old compare their "P P's"....
this is such an honest post. the trip to the movies, the pantry, the switcharoo with furniture. It's hard having to fly solo every third day... and yet you cleary try and not just 'grin and bear it'.
ReplyDeleteYour children are so blessed.