They did it. I have proof. I will use this to bribe them later.

  They ate the crickets. I have video evidence and I will show this to their future wives. Sometimes revenge is a dish best served cold.   I'd like to apologize for the grainy quality of the video, but it was the best I could rustle up on short order.  I used my digital camera for the process.    Also, I'd like to point out the fact that in the background you can hear my husband saying, "Hey!  You just swallowed it.  You gotta chew it up!"  But what you didn't hear- because it happened way off camera- was him categorically refusing to eat any bug under any circumstances shy of famine and starvation ever, ever, ever.      … {Read on...}

Proof that my children are wild.

  ...The thing is that snails in aioli really are great.  A few million Frenchmen can't be wrong! … {Read on...}

Roasted Crickets

...That is what my kids told me yesterday when asking whether I could help them roast crickets and then dip them in chocolate.  That is what I get for allowing them to read books about survival skills.    I have 9 crickets chilling, literally, in my fridge in preparation to roast them.  Mmm hmm.  I said I'm going to roast crickets.  If you read yesterday's post (and she smacks her forehead!) you will see how this all came about.  I'm a little too disgusted with myself to go into the whole thing again.  So the big debate is whether the boys should have them salty or, as Ty- the originator of the idea- suggests, dipped in dark chocolate.  I don't care.    I tried talking to my sister for moral support.  She was no help.  She was excited.  I think she has latent hostility toward me for all those times I stuck my pointy elbow in her ribs.   Me (whining):  "I can't believe I promised Ty I would help him roast crickets."   Jessie:  "That's awesome!  I think I saw a children's book about cooking with insects.  Maybe you could get it from the library to reinforce the lesson."   Me:  "What lesson?  The lesson that I shouldn't 'promise' to roast crickets?  I got that one down already."   Jessie: "No.  I mean it's really neat!  There are people all over the world who eat insects.  This is a great lesson."   Me:  "Well then, why don't you come over and help them and then you can eat some?"   Jessie: "I'm a vegetarian."   Me:  "Lame … {Read on...}

(And she smacks her forehead!)

Aidan, age 8, and Ty, age 6,  came flying through the door while I was preparing tonight's deja food masterpiece.  Aidan, tightly grasping two cups with the open ends pushed together yelled, "Ty just had the BEST idea for dessert tonight, Mom.  Tell her Ty!"   At this point I expected them to show me some wild strawberries from the driveway.   Ty exuberantly shouted, "Roast crickets dipped in dark chocolate.  I would've said milk chocolate, but I know you like dark chocolate better, Mom."   Well, yes, but, ummmm... Where to go with this one?     He opened up the cups and, sure enough, showed me 4 large crickets he had "chose 'cause they looked good and meaty."   I feel the need to interrupt myself here to make clear that we don't eat insects around these parts.  Food prices are high, but they're not that high.   I tried to take the path of least resistance and explain that I wasn't prepared to roast crickets tonight and I had dinner all ready to go.  We just wouldn't have time.    It worked.  Ty was morose, but he took the crickets out the side door and released the things.  He came back in the house, washed his hands, took one look at my prepared dinner and promptly refused to eat.   Another interruption:  The kid who wanted roasted crickets with dark (or milk) chocolate refused a meal comprised of things he had loved the day before.    I tried to strong-arm him.  "Eat your dinner!"   Nope.   I tried to coax him.  "Hey!  … {Read on...}

Deja Food

In tonight's installment of "Food!  It's whats for dinner!" I wow the crowd by serving deja food.  It was a long day, these food items are nearing the end of their usefulness and I cannot bear to waste food.  So without further adieu I give you my leftover selection.  See if you can figure out what I did with it all!  With the exception of the Vanilla Ice Cream and Raspberry Coulis it was all cooked together...   Leftover Pork chops from Father's Day   Leftover Shredded Mexican Chicken   Leftover Slow-cooked Black Beans with Salsa Verde   Leftover Steamed Jasmine Rice   Steamed Edamame (not necessarily leftover, and not agreeing with the rest of the buffet, but let's be flexible, shall we?) with sea salt and cracked black pepper   Leftover Vanilla Ice Cream with Raspberry Coulis     … {Read on...}