Warning: I may have to rub it in that the entire weekend ended up being pretty perfect.
I woke up bright and early on Sunday morning ready to conquer the world.
That’s a lie. I woke up at 6:30 and couldn’t get back to sleep. This is partially due to my work schedule changing to come into the office early EVERY week vs every other week (notice the lack of early morning workouts?) and partially because of my lovely skylight with the pathetic “shade” on it.
I decided it was time to change a few things.
Or one. I shoved cardboard up in my skylight. Now it’s a pointless skylight. And not as pretty. But I can at least sleep a little longer. Which makes my outlook on life a little more tolerable to those around me. You’re welcome.
After that, I got ready for a day with one of my favorite girls, Annie. Our schedules are pretty opposite, so rarely do we get to spend much more time together than an hour or two here… an hour or two there…
When Sunday was available for both of us, we took it.
And I totally took advantage. Because I made her show me some of the tricks of how to cook meat in a slow cooker.
Confession: I have a slow cooker that I’ve only used to make soup and chili.
Second Confession: I have never made pork loin on my own. It was attempted once with an ex-boyfriend. But to be fair, HE bought the crappiest piece of loin ever and HE took control and screwed it up in the oven. I’m not counting it. So THERE.
I googled a recipe for BBQ pulled pork, pulled out Cristiano (my manly slow cooker) from the depth of my cabinets, and sprayed him down with olive oil as to prep her for the day of cooking.Hey Sexy… what’s cookin’?
Annie texted me to say she was running a little late and to start the pork without her. I panicked a bit, but told myself to suck it up. And read the recipe.
Wow. Not so hard…
At least by the time Annie got to my place, we were ready for play time.
Maybe that was strategic on Annie’s part? Hmmm…
We decided to stroll through the neighborhoods and make our way to Sluggers in Wrigleyville. I had thrown out the idea of going to the batting cages and Annie was awesome enough to go along with it.Doesn’t even look like her first time, does it?
We only stuck around for a few rounds, but we both had some solid hits to brag about by the end. What can I say? Sometimes I just feel like hitting a few balls around.
And, in case you’re wondering why I’m still single (Surely it keeps you up at night. I know this is the cause of my mom’s insomnia.), this is why:Yep. I’m just average. Or “wild”. Not passionate. Not hot stuff. Not even sexy. Just wild. LAME.
Annie and I both agreed this should be considered better than “burning”. And if any of you do register on that level, there’s cream for that…
We got back to discover Cristiano had taken care of the pork loin. So Annie shredded up the pork and I made sure Cristiano had plenty of BBQ sauce.Gotta get him nice and sauced. Make what happens later that much better.
Anyway, as that was finishing up and as Annie took care of homework, I went on to my next project. Paula Deen’s sweet potato biscuits. I didn’t have any hamburger buns or rolls in the house, so a different route was taken. Plus I have sweet potatoes to use up.Annie caught me without a potato peeler. And without a potato masher. When all you do is roast them with the skin on, you never really realize you’re missing essential kitchen equipment. Oopsie.Turns out I also don’t have a biscuit cutter. And it would be weird to have biscuits in the shape of christmas trees, don’t you agree? Shame…Can you believe this is a Paula Deen recipe that only uses a half stick of butter?
The one thing I changed up in this recipe is substituting some of the flour with corn meal. This was good and bad. The bad was the biscuit didn’t “fluff up” as much as it probably would have. They were kind of flat. But the good thing was the “not fluffing” made the biscuit more like cornbread. And it was delicious. Especially with the flecks of sweet potato throughout- sweetness without being overpowering.
All together now… A solid, old-fashioned meal. Complete with solid, old-fashioned plates. Directly from the 70′s. Notice the colors. I like to think of them as “charming”. Just like something your grandma would have made… Next time I make the pork, there may be a little less salt involved, but that’s not so much a complaint, just an idea.
The second helping was why we decided to take a second stroll around the nighborhood.
Too bad we noticed the frozen custard place down the street.
Anyway, I gotta get moving. Work has proven to get increasingly busy over the last few weeks. And I’ve got to get my stuff done before heading out to a 5k race tonight.
Yes, a 5k race. I don’t think I’ve ever thought less about signing up for one. But my friend, who I run with during lunch sometimes, wanted to do one and I said I’d go along with it.
Sure, it’ll be hot and humid and slow and maybe even miserable. And it’s Tuesday.
OMG… WHAT HAVE I DONE???
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