Last night I made a brisket that a popular food web site said was going to be amazing, and it was extremely not amazing. I’d categorize it somewhere closer to gross, and I probably won’t try to make a brisket ever again.
The bad brisket didn’t ruin my weekend, though. I slept ’til nearly noon Saturday and yesterday (thanks Rockford!), we finally replaced the light fixture in the dining room, and I wrapped up the weekend by watching the first hour of the Golden Globes, then “Downton Abbey” and then the last hour of “Golden Globes.” And I think everyone in the house is finally healthy again.
Here’s hoping the rest of this week’s meals are a bit tastier than the Great Brisket Fiasco!
- Monday: Black bean soup
- We ate the leftovers of last week’s chicken tortilla soup almost every day, and every day Pete asked for more beans. He also asked when I would make him a just-bean soup. Today’s the day, little buddy.
- Tuesday: Chicken Piccata
- I’m not sure I’ve ever tried to make chicken piccata before, but Rockford loves lemony chicken so I’d be surprised if I hadn’t. Leaky memories aside, I’m hoping this will be tangy and lovely.
- Wednesday: Cheeseburgers
- This week it was Pete’s turn to pick the kids’ choice meal, and he picked his favorite food of all time: “Cheeeeeeeseburgers!”
- Thursday: Festival of Leftovers
- I’m banking on having soup and chicken leftovers, obviously. I’m not sure what we’ll do otherwise.
- Friday: Pizza
- We made our own pizza last week, and it turned out pretty great. We’ll probably do it again this week.
One or more of us has been sick every day this week. Pete had a weird fever with no other symptoms last weekend, then I came down with an awful cold and lost my voice for most of the week — I sound a little like Kathleen Turner today, when I try to talk — and now both kids are having some (ah-hem) gastrointestinal discomforts that I very much hope not to experience personally. Right now they are both bundled up in blankets and a general malaise in the living room and listening to
