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Keepin' My Eyes On The Rise

Tonight, I am not so completely exhausted...so I will talk about food.

August is nearly gone, and I have decided to reinstate breakfast cereal here at Chez Nelson next month.  Not that it was terribly difficult to provide non-BC morning meals for my kids, but with an extra person living here with us now and this chaotic schedule upon us, I feel the pressing need to keep breakfasts as simple and self-sufficient as possible.

I did prepare one last batch of homemade granola to tide us over till September, though.  I don't think I'll stop making granola - it's so good!

The breadmaking, on the other hand, is becoming more and more a nonnegotiable thing.  As in, I don't think I'll ever be able, in good conscious, to buy a loaf of store-bought bread again.  I've got a system worked out too:  about two or three times a week, I do a loaf of sourdough and a loaf of bread machine white.  The loaf of white goes into the freezer (stockpile in case of Armageddon), and the sourdough stays on the counter for daily consumption.  A loaf goes PDQ...and that's why I'm stockpiling...I have two teenageish boys in the house now.  Yea, verily are they voracious...

Tonight, I tried my hand at making Bulgogi, a Korean meat dish.  I used the recipe at this gem of a website I found called Easy Korean Food.  This morning, I processed the soy sauce, pears, apple, garlic and oil and then marinated some sirloin steaks...all day long (instead of overnight).  Brent threw them on the grill (as opposed to frying them) and we had sweet potato fries and a bag of Trader Joe's Harvest Grains Blend.

The best part of the evening's meal for me?  Doing our usual going-around-the-table-and-sharing-the-best-part-of-the-day.  Because Jaycob, our FES from South Korea said it was "dinner," because he was very hungry and because "of the delicious food".

Huzzah!




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