A Few Notes

A few things.

I use my cutting board like every meal now. I guess that is how you know you are eating healthy.

I cut up two whole chickens into recognizable parts for later cooking. We ate some of the farm raised chicken the other night for the first time. I used an old recipe, and it was very good. Better than normal. Delicious! And I was very proud that I cut up the chicken into recognizable cuts. Very proud. I have been known to butcher a chicken in the not good way. Yay me. This video guided me through it. It saved my dinners. I am proud of my newly found chicken cutting skills. It is the small things for me.

Bad picture, Good food!

I made bread. For the first time. Brian had a heart attack when he saw the $4.29 a loaf, kind of healthy bread I scrounged up at the store. I don't like stressing my hard working hubby out over bread, so I made an attempt at a recipe that Alisha sent me. It was good ya'll, and Brian is making sandwiches out of it!

Here is that recipe. Now I have a loooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg way to go for the bread making. Mary who writes Chattavore is going to give me a hands on, all kinds of bread, from scratch, superwoman class. Whenever I can get myself in her neck of the woods. Also I used store bought flour, and although I used whole grain flour, it is nothing like milling your own. Or so I have been told, and believe to be true. But I don't have a mill attachment for my Kitchenaid. I plan on tricking someone into buying me one for Christmas, or by being bored enough to read this blog.  This is it in case I have an anonymous benefactor, or if Brian reads this.

I am also trying a new method of making yogurt from a new blog I am following. This is the recipe.

We will know in the morning how it turns out. I didn't do the crock pot recipe because it never thickened up good, and it was recommended to add gelatin, but I feel like that defeats the purpose. This recipe promises thick yogurt every time. We will see.

I bought a pastry roller to make homemade ravioli. I am making the dough and feel like it would be 1000 times easier if I had a pasta machine. But I don't, so I have to hand roll it. I am a little concerned. That will probably be a blog post in itself. Anyway, Lainey saw the pastry roller this morning and has been carrying it around all day. It has became a part of her collection, along with a rock from mom's yard, a paint brush she wouldn't unhand at the pottery place, and a $20 mini baby doll Brian got suckered into.

Yes she is in her undies, but it is already established my kids don't like to wear clothes at home.

This is the pottery Lainey, and Ellis painted. I use it to hold my veggies. I love it. It makes me smile. It is the kids hand prints. I would have a good picture of just the platter, but that would require removing everything and putting it back and I am way to lazy for all that.

I have to go start dinner. I am barbecuing drunsticks from my awesomely cut chickens.

The end.