Happy Halloween my lovely faithful readers. It wouldn’t be right to kick off today’s post with anything other than this music, so please enjoy. The Hubby said the only thing scarier than this song was my rendition of it.
Hopefully your phone will suddenly ring or your cat will come out of nowhere and scare the bejesus out of you because it wouldn’t be Halloween without a little bit of terror. So turn off the lights, turn up the creepy music and get ready for a ghoulishly good time.
Let’s give a frightfully warm welcome to our hostess with the mostest, Ms. Jenn at Peas and Crayons. She’s a saint to put up with our shenanigans every single week, especially when they involve things that go bump in the night.
In honor of nothing special, I’m going to share my Sunday eats with you. Bear in mind, Sunday’s weather was lousy so my photos are less than stellar, and the meals weren’t so hot either. You could say they were chillingly terrifying, but that’s an exaggeration (who me?), especially since I cleaned my plate or cup at every meal. Perhaps they were the calm before the storm…
One more side note (since I’m self diagnosed ADD, you should never believe me when I say “one more side note”), I’m typing this post at Panera Bread, home of the one note mac n cheese and free WiFi since the Hubby and I are without power. Frankenstorm Sandy paid us a visit last night and pretty much kicked our ass. I’m gonna go out on a limb (pun intended) and say I don’t think our power will be back on anytime soon.
Back to the food….
I woke up on Sunday morning craving a nice big glass of Beet Juice, which is strange, eerie and vaguely resembles blood. It was just as intoxicating as I remember, and I drank the whole thing down like a vampire savoring her kill.
After my liquid breakfast and probably the best meal of the day, I moved onto lunch. Now lunch had a lot of promise, and I will definitely be eating these again, but hopefully with a better base. My midday meal was grilled cheese sandwiches using a nice soft and creamy Havarti cheese, a red Bartlett pear and raspberry jalapeno jam. It had all the components of a fabulous meal, but my pear was a click overripe which led to a wonderfully flavorful sandwich lacking some crunch. I need texture in my meals, and this was missing it. Maybe next time.
A couple of hours later, I started to get hungry again (it might have something to do with the liquid breakfast), so I popped a Kind bar, my first ever. I keep reading about these bars, and they sure are tasty, but I was still hungry (again the liquid breakfast might be to blame), so I scarfed down a second Kind bar and an orange. It held me over until dinner.
Much like lunch, dinner had a lot promise and was only partially weird. The Hubby whipped up a batch of Cheddar Jalapeno Biscuits, while I parboiled some red skin potatoes and then topped them with butter, salt, pepper and fresh parsley. Both easily delivered.
We ran into issues with our mini-frittatas though. I had gotten it into my head to make small ones using the muffin pan because they’d be cute and oh so photogenic…yeah, not so much. Not only did they photograph horribly (I’m sure this has nothing to do with the person taking the pictures), but the edges had a waxy taste which was off-putting, although I did eat two of them on Sunday night and another two on Monday night. It’s sad because the basis of the frittatas was sound: tomatoes, basil and mozzarella in half, and sun-dried tomatoes, feta and spinach in the other half. I’d do the same flavor profile again, but skip the mini-concept next time.
That’s it for my Sunday meals. I warned you, it would be scary. I hope your WIAW fared a little better, and I hope you have a Happy Halloween.
What did you eat this weekend? What was your last kitchen fail?