I am not a huge fan of the sandwich. I have issues. I don't like wet bread. I don't like to chew things for a long time. Bread has to be toasted or really hearty for me to even consider it for a sandwich. The ingredients need to be "special" not just your usual ham and cheese.
Basically, I am high maintenance. (My sisters are mentally high five-ing each other and my husband right now.)
However, I do love a grouper sandwich. I ALWAYS get one when we go to the beach. They come on nice po' boy bread and I eat the first half of the sandwich with bread, the second half without.I love them and have had them in every beach town I have visited as an adult. The very best are at The Seagrove Market in Seagrove, FL. I love them so much, I bought a vanity plate from the market and have it on my car. That is love, my friends.
Saturday, we were wandering around The Earthfare trying to decide what we wanted to eat and my genius husband said, "How about some kind of fish sandwich with some slaw?" Grouper is nowhere to be found these days since the ban on fishing them was enacted a year ago, so we got salmon instead. Now, I would be remiss if I didn't tell you that if you have never tried salmon tacos, you are missing out!!! But I digress.
So, we got home and I made the best slaw ever (vinegar, no mayo). We ate about a pound of lobster dip, drank a bottle of wine and decided we were too full for dinner.
SUNDAY- We finally got around to addressing the salmon. My husband is a genius with marinades and so he fancied up that salmon with some Alchemy "The Jerk" seasoning and BBQ sauce. Let it wallow around for awhile and then grilled it to medium rare perfection.
That fish along with some lovely, hearty buns that we picked up, sliced avocado, 40 Spice hummus, and my fabulous slaw was the best sandwich we had ever, ever, ever had. Seriously. So good, that I went to the store and bought more salmon and we ate them for dinner last night. We toasted our genius in putting together such a fabulous combination of flavors and decided we need to invite our most special "foodie" friends over to have this wonderful sandwich.
Of course, we then had to decide who would be worthy of such an excellent sandwich. If you get the invite, you will know we hold you and your palate in the highest regard.
However, we may also decide that we don't want to share (we are greedy after all). We might just make burgers.
A forty something book reading, vegetarian foodie makes peace with growing up.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Exercising: A new pain
My husband politely told me yesterday that I am getting a hump.
No... he did not use the word "HUMP".
He said " You have got to do those exercises that I told you to do,your posture is getting bad."
Which I heard as, " You are going to be the old lady bent at a 90 degree angle going to get communion,but you are going to be 40, instead of 90".
So, I got up this morning and ignored him did the exercises (or what I think he told me to do, I actually don't remember what he told me to do). But since he is an expert (Chiropractor) and since I am vain (at least about looking old), I listened.
What is it about "old" that makes us get up off our duffs and move/run/bike/eat better? I am not afraid of aging, but I DO NOT want to look "old" . I know what I have to do to keep my youthfulness. Eat right (no sugar, no dairy, no beer). Exercise. Take my vitamins. Use sunscreen. And for the most part I do these things....
Who am I kidding!?
I love SUGAR!!! I love CHEESE!!! I am in an exercise rut, I remember my vitamins about every third week, I wear sunscreen at the pool, not when I am outside in general. And I apparently, am growing a hump.Nice.
I blame the computer for my hump. I have horrible posture in general and the computer turns me into a mouth breather. But my life line business is 50% on the computer and I recently built a website. I don't watch tv, but read blogs instead. I need to get a life.
My life is one thing after another of "can't do that anymore" and "no more fun!"
Already, I have already:
- relegated cheese to the weekend
- cut back on the sugar in the house
- stopped drinking beer
- have been wearing sunscreen on my face in the morning
- tried to always have a goal I am exercising for, be it a race, a skill, etc.
But it is nice to have a new threat to use against my children. Instead of "You'll go blind sitting that close" it's now "You'll have a nice hump, Quasimodo!"
Monday, March 21, 2011
Dirt: Peace and Lent
Well, this is a circuitous thought process...please bear with me.
I was sitting in church yesterday, listening to the homily about the Transfiguration of Jesus. The priest said something really, really profound. We are to be shining lights (God through us). That is not so profound, as we have heard this our entire church going lives. But he also said that because Lent it is a time of growth, and we will NEVER be the congregation that "burns the paint of the walls" with our lights, we can do the following. LISTEN more attentively, ACT more thoughtfully, SPEAK more carefully. I squirmed a bit because these are all the things that I struggle with and feel inadequate about in my daily life.
As I sat and took that in, I indulged my ADD and looked around at our beautiful church. Like every other Catholic church, there are statues everywhere and Jesus on the Cross above the alter. This lead me to my usual free association thought process and I thought of all the the names that Jesus is called. Son of Man, Son of God, Prince of Peace, Messiah. We follow Christ and so we are Christians. That makes us followers of the Messiah, Son of Man, Son of God and...Prince of Peace.
As a nation that professes from every t.v. show, news station, newspaper, talking head and pulpit to be a "Christian" nation, we must therefore also be followers of Christ and the Prince of Peace. I love that. Peace should be our goal. Peace in our country, peace in our schools, peace in our communities and peace in our homes.
Listen or read anything today and you don't see a lot of peace. We bombed Libya yesterday, the equivalent of stirring an insane hornet's nest. We fight two wars. We have gang violence in every city. Our political candidates hate us (they hate certain demographics of us) and our president.
I am fairly certain that with my little blog, I will not change the world, or anyone's political views. But I hope that I will put an acorn of a thought in your mind. Maybe you will talk about it with someone else, even in jest. Here it is:
I was sitting in church yesterday, listening to the homily about the Transfiguration of Jesus. The priest said something really, really profound. We are to be shining lights (God through us). That is not so profound, as we have heard this our entire church going lives. But he also said that because Lent it is a time of growth, and we will NEVER be the congregation that "burns the paint of the walls" with our lights, we can do the following. LISTEN more attentively, ACT more thoughtfully, SPEAK more carefully. I squirmed a bit because these are all the things that I struggle with and feel inadequate about in my daily life.
As I sat and took that in, I indulged my ADD and looked around at our beautiful church. Like every other Catholic church, there are statues everywhere and Jesus on the Cross above the alter. This lead me to my usual free association thought process and I thought of all the the names that Jesus is called. Son of Man, Son of God, Prince of Peace, Messiah. We follow Christ and so we are Christians. That makes us followers of the Messiah, Son of Man, Son of God and...Prince of Peace.
As a nation that professes from every t.v. show, news station, newspaper, talking head and pulpit to be a "Christian" nation, we must therefore also be followers of Christ and the Prince of Peace. I love that. Peace should be our goal. Peace in our country, peace in our schools, peace in our communities and peace in our homes.
Listen or read anything today and you don't see a lot of peace. We bombed Libya yesterday, the equivalent of stirring an insane hornet's nest. We fight two wars. We have gang violence in every city. Our political candidates hate us (they hate certain demographics of us) and our president.
I am fairly certain that with my little blog, I will not change the world, or anyone's political views. But I hope that I will put an acorn of a thought in your mind. Maybe you will talk about it with someone else, even in jest. Here it is:
If we are followers of Christ, we must also be advocates of peace.
Peace not just in our homes, but in the communities we live in.
LISTEN more attentively, ACT more thoughtfully, SPEAK more carefully.
Apply it to your life. Encourage it in others.
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