Some things can’t be explained – My Kitchen Aid was butterfied!
Sometimes, accidents happen.
Sometimes, I drop boxes of groceries everywhere.
Sometimes, the spaghetti goes flying. Or cookie cutters.
Sometimes, lids mysteriously fall off. Actually, more than “sometimes.”
Sometimes, glasses break and cups get stuck in garbage disposals.
This is not one of those times, though.
That is a pat of butter on my mixer. At this point in time, I hadn’t actually used my mixer in a couple months because I misplaced my paddle (yeah, THAT happens, too).
And because I was living in Canada, butter wasn’t exactly cheap….nor was any other type of dairy, for that matter. Don’t even get me started on cheese prices! But it meant that I very rarely used butter and when I did, it was in the tiniest quantities. My Southern roots were clearly disturbed by this and I put on 10 pounds in the first 2 months of being back in the States, just to make up for it, hehe.
Anyway…. the point is…. I don’t know where that butter came from. The mixer was untouched and my butter was rationed like crazy, so there’s no way I would’ve had out a pat of butter -that- size at any point. I especially wouldn’t have carelessly tossed it on the back of my mixer either! Butter was too precious for that kind of silliness!
So I left this mystery butter on my mixer for a couple days. I was curious if maybe it would slide off. Or more importantly, I was hoping that it might attract more random butter. Maybe my mysterious butter was merely a scout, checking out the area, and when the coast was clear, he’d tell his other butter pat friends that it was safe to come on down. My Kitchen mixer would become their new home planet and, after enough time, I could slowly pick off loner butter pats when they weren’t looking….
Clearly, I was going a little crazy without enough butter in my life, and unfortunately, this didn’t happen. I did, however, use said butter to fry some eggs a couple days later.
Hey, random butter is still fair game to use….
Quirky midnight snacks – Strange cravings are meant to be indulged
Some people need their food to be separated neatly on plates with no edges or sauces touching.
Me? I have no issues mixing foods. In fact, I often go out of my way to eat multiple foods together at once, even if it’s not the traditional way to eat them.
Khorre teases me on a regular basis about my once nightly habit of eating spaghetti and boiled* eggs. I couldn’t get enough of them and it took weeks to kick the craving.
Others aren’t really strange to me at all, but because I’ve walked through the kitchen with a bowl more than once and gotten a “Really Jessi? Seriously??” I figure maybe they’re not as normal as I suspected. So this last month, I started taking pictures of some of my snack fests, just in case.
Spaghetti, french fries, ketchup, and yes, brown mustard there, too. I wish I could say I tried to keep them separated, but most bites had some of each.
Chips dipped straight into the avocado. What? Sometimes I don’t want to bother with the knife and spoon process.
Orzo rice with french onion dip gravy, along side lettuce and salsa for a pseudo-salad.
Lamb. We’ll leave it at that. Shhh.
This one’s normal, right? Quick sandwich of bologna I got for free, sliced tomatoes, avocado, and Italian dressing.
Leftover corn on the cob….no butter, no salt, eaten over my laptop. Not exactly the cleanest snack, but could be worse.
Cream cheese and pepperoni sandwiches
Who am I kidding? I don’t take the time to make several mini-sandwiches. It’s usually eaten more like this:
Dipping pepperoni in a spoonful of cream cheese is much more convenient. Hey, I never claimed they were healthy snacks…
*If it’s hard-boiled, I add butter. If it’s soft-boiled, I let the yolk make the creaminess and just add salt and pepper as usual.
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