Welcome to Take One of April’s Secret Subject Swaps. This week 12 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.
Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:
Baking In A Tornado
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Just A Little Nutty
Follow me home . . .
Stacy Sews and Schools
A Mother Life
Confessions of a Failing Domestic Goddess
The Insomniac's Dream
Moore Organized Mayhem
My subject is: Well, I’m actually not telling you. I’m doing things a little differently this time. I’m going to let you read my post and then when I’m done, I’ll tell you what the prompt was. I WILL tell you that it was submitted by my friend: Just A Little Nutty
The story I’m going to tell you today is a pretty typical story of what goes on when I ask one of my boys to help me in the kitchen. Although I admit that many times they just make mistakes, and many times I’m not specific enough in my directions, I also believe that these boys do some of this stuff just to get out of helping me in the kitchen:
I was making dinner and my son was sitting on a stool at the counter talking to me. Possibly against his will, but every now and then I make him tell me a little something about what’s going on in school. It’s actually funny to see his tactics for attempting to get out of the discussion and go back to more important things. So he starts with an insult “well, Mom, I’ve learned the importance of calcium for people your age”. Not to be deterred I answered “thank you, Son, for thinking of me. Leave the ice cream that’s in the freezer, I’ll need to eat that”.
Insults not working, we move on to feigned ignorance; “We’ve been debating the issue of chloride in the drinking water”. Of course I know that he knows it’s fluoride. Lame Son, really lame.
I went to grab tomatoes for the Pico de Gallo out of the vegetable bin when I noticed that I had a green pepper that was about to go bad. What I’ll generally do is chop the pepper and freeze it for later use in soups or stews. Since I was busy, I asked my son if he’d grab the pepper and chop it for me.
Pico de Gallo
I was concentrating on dinner when suddenly I hear swearing from the other side of the kitchen. “Stop that citric acid tongue of yours” I said as I looked up. And stopped short. My son’s eyes were bright red, teary and swollen. I looked down to see that he was chopping, not a green pepper but a green chili, seeds and all. He must have rubbed his eyes. Oh, no.
I grabbed him, unfortunately spilling all of the chopped green chili onto the floor, pulled him to the sink and flushed his eyes with cold water.
Yes, it got him out of chopping anything else. And no, I have no idea whether that was an accident, a miscommunication, or deliberate. But every time I ask him for help in the kitchen, he starts to rub those beautiful blue eyes and I decide not to bother. Well played, Son, well played.
My subject was: Take a package of an item you used for last night’s dinner. Look at the ingredients and work ALL of them into a post.
Dinner was: Enchiladas, Pico de Gallo, Guacamole and Mexican Rice.
The package was: A can of green chilis (since my fresh chili ended up on the floor).
The ingredients were: Green chilis, water, citric acid, calcium chloride.
How did I do?
Pico de Gallo
4 Roma tomatoes, chopped
1/2 red onion, chopped
1/2 to 1 chili pepper (to taste), seeded and chopped *Can use a 4 oz can of chopped jalapenos
3 tsp white vinegar
1 TBSP Olive oil
1 tsp Lime juice
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1/8 tsp cumin
Fresh cilantro (to taste), chopped
*Mix all ingredients together. Refrigerate a few hours or preferably overnight, stirring every now and then.