Friday, January 22, 2021

Practicing Comfort and Joy: Fly on the Wall



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Welcome to a monthly Fly on the Wall group post. Well, what is normally a group post. For the past 98 months (yes, 98!), I've invited you to catch a glimpse of what you'd see if you were a fly on the wall in my house. Interesting, mostly funny, and sometimes cringe worthy (sorry) little snippets of personal conversations and relationships. Not only me, but for the past 98 months I've been joined in writing these tidbits of life posts with other bloggers. Today none of the other participants were able to join me.
I'm going it alone and I'll tell you why. Without a doubt, readers enjoy, even tell me they look forward to, these Fly on the Wall posts. And I enjoy writing them. All month I document this circumstance or that conversation, then laugh myself when organizing them to present to you. I made the decision long ago that they will remain a monthly feature, even if it's just me writing it, like it is this month. 

So come on in, buzz around my house, make yourself at home, have a laugh.

Christmas was last month, perhaps you know that. I had a lot to do that day, making the whole meal I always make, even though it was just the three of us.
I had a bit of a break in the chores after I put the laundry away and the turkey in the oven and went to sit on the couch. There was a fire going in the fireplace, I had a mug of apple cider with Grand Marnier, and I was sitting there with my eyes closed, just relaxing when Hubs comes in the room.
Hubs: You look peaceful, what are you doing?
Me: Practicing.
Hubs: Practicing? Practicing what?
Me: Comfort and joy.
Hubs: Well, looks like you got it right.
Me: I don't think so.
Hubs: No?
Me: I'm not really sure, I think I'm going to need to practice again tomorrow, be sure I've got it right.

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College Boy always has the same answer when to a comment I make pretty often this time of year, that I'm cold. He had come downstairs Christmas Day to tell me that he could smell the turkey cooking.

College Boy: I can smell that turkey.
Me: I know, and it hasn't been in the oven that long.
College Boy: Look at you, all wrapped up in that throw.
Me: I'm cold. 
College Boy: You're old?
Me: You better be nice to me or I won't let you have any of my turkey.
College Boy: It's not your turkey, it's my turkey.
Me: Your turkey?
College Boy: Yes, I'm just letting you cook it for me.

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I was in a crappy mood (yeah, it happens now and then) and College Boy decided to try to tease me out of it. 
College Boy: You know if you keep that up I'm going to be forced to have you put in jail.
Me: Sounds good. No cooking, no dishes, no laundry . . .
College Boy: No, you'll get out for work release.
Me: Jeez, you take all the fun out of jail.

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I like to share lessons I learn as I stumble through go through my daily life. After all, there's no need for us to make the same mistakes. This one is actually a two-fer.

1) Don't pop a cookie in your mouth after you've been slicing up a red pepper.

2) If you're a recipe developer like me, you can cross off trying a cookie recipe with red pepper in it off of your list.

You're welcome.

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Me: Are you staying for dinner?
College Boy: What's for dinner?
Me: You need to know before you'll agree to stay?
College Boy: How long have you known me?
Me: Fine. I'm trying something new.
College Boy: I'm out.
Me: I didn't even tell you what.
College Boy: How long have I known you?
Me: {{blink, blink}}.
College Boy: OK, what concoction have you come up with. 
Me: Well, it's a mash up of two recipes.
College Boy (looking skeptical): See what I mean.
Me (getting exasperated): It should be really good, Shrimp Alfredo Enchiladas.
College Boy: I'm in.
Me: You know we could have started here and skipped over the part where you insult my ingenuity.
College Boy: Where would the fun be in that?

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Shrimp Alfredo Enchiladas
Shrimp Alfredo Enchiladas, spicy, creamy, a family favorite comfort food. | Recipe developed by | #reicpe #dinner

A few minutes later:
Hubs: Hey, what's for dinner?
Didn't see him again for the rest of the afternoon.

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I was watching TV in the den and Hubs was walking through when he stopped.
Hubs: What the hell are you watching?
Me: I'm watching a murder mystery, pretty much like I always do.
Hubs: A murder where people sell their brains?
Me: What?
Hubs: They just said that Monrovia is a small rural town where many residents support themselves by selling their brain.
Me: Grain. They sell their grain. I'd imagine it would be hard to spend the proceeds after you sell your brain.
Hubs: Oh, grain. OK, carry on.

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Hubs: I'm here to help you with dinner.
Me (skeptically): Seriously? You can't even boil water.
Hubs: I didn't mean I'd do any actual cooking.
Me: So . . . what . . . you're going to help with the prep work.
Hubs: That's not really what I had in mind either.
Me: What exactly do you have in mind?
Hubs: I thought I'd help by deciding what we'll have.
Me: You got a death wish?
Hubs: No, just a craving.

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I was disappointed to have already seen all of the true crime shows that were on, and was surfing through the channels looking for something else to watch when College Boy walks in. Of course, right when I get to the Hallmark channel.
College Boy: You should be in those Hallmark movies.
Me: I can't act.
College Boy: See, you're perfectly qualified.

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Hubs came up from his man cave just as I was about to take the clean laundry up to the bedroom.
Me: I'm throwing away a pair of your socks.
Hubs: Which pair?
Me: The olive colored dress socks.
Hubs: I sometimes wear those when I go into work, why are you throwing them away?
Me: Do you really want to know?
Hubs: Probably not but I'm curious. Why?
Me: They're taunting me.
Hubs: Taunting you?
Me: Yes. And they don't want to be worn any more.
Hubs: Did they tell you that?
Me: Yes.
Hubs: Yes?
Me: Well, not in so many words. I washed them last week and when I put them on the pile of clean clothes, they fell off between the washing machine and the wall.
Hubs: OK . . .
Me: So I fished them out of there but they were dusty so I put them back in the washing machine and washed them again today.
Hubs: OK . . .
Me: I just put them on the pile of clean clothes and they jumped off into that space between the washing machine and the wall. Again. They either don't want to be worn any more or they're taunting me.
Hubs: OK, I see your reasoning now.
Me: You do?
Hubs: No.

I still threw them in the trash. They had two chances, that's all a pair of socks are going to get.
See you again next month!

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Shrimp Alfredo Enchiladas

12 oz cooked shrimp, peeled and deveined
1/2 tsp dry taco seasoning
1 green onion, chopped
4 oz mushrooms, sliced
1/2 cup refried beans
1 cup Alfredo sauce, divided
1/4 cup salsa
2/3 cup shredded cheddar cheese, divided
8 (8 inch) flour tortillas

*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a 10 X 15 baking dish. Pour 3 TBSP water into the dish and set aside.
*Pat the shrimp dry, place in a bowl and sprinkle with taco seasoning. Mix well to coat the shrimp, then mix in the green onion and mushrooms.
*In a separate bowl, whisk together the refried beans, 1/3 cup of the Alfredo sauce and the salsa. Mix in 1/3 cup of the shredded cheddar cheese.
*Gently mix the sauce into the shrimp.
*Spoon a line of filling down the middle of each tortilla, checking to be sure there are 4 - 5 shrimp in each. Roll the tortillas into a tube and place them, seam side down, into the prepared baking dish. Cover tightly with tin foil.
*Bake for 30 minutes.  Remove from oven but keep the oven on. 
*Carefully remove the foil and drizzle the Alfredo sauce over the top of the enchiladas. Sprinkle with the remaining cheddar cheese. Return to the oven, uncovered, and bake another 10 minutes.

Tuesday, January 19, 2021

Remembering How to Breathe: Word Counters



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Counting my words again. 

Today my fellow Word Counters and I are sharing our monthly group post. Each month one group member picks a number between 12 and 50. All participating bloggers are then challenged to write something (or a few somethings, as the case may be) using that exact number of words. Today we all share what we came up with.

 This month's number is 17. 
It was chosen by Diane of On the Border.

As I've been doing in these Word Counters posts, I've chosen a theme and am using my word count multiple times in keeping with the theme. This month I've chosen the theme (remembering how to) breathe.

~ Four chaotic years, especially this past month, proves it's possible to hold your breath while still breathing.

~ It's psychological, emotional, the difference between automatic respiration and the cleansing, deliberate ability to really, freely, breathe.

~ Virus, mass death, disinformation, selfishness, herd immunity, all inhibit the ability to breathe, even while still breathing.

~ Alliances, relationships, reputation, diplomacy, democracy, safety, science, medicine, environment, elections, education, stability, security, all dangerously at risk. 

~ Blacks, browns, Jews, gays, liberals, Muslims, police . . . with targets on our backs. No wonder we can't breathe.

~ You can cook, write, binge watch Schitt'$ Creek, and torture your kids. Diversion's necessary but not cleansing.

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Parmesan Garlic Loaf
Parmesan Garlic Loaf is an easy compliment to any meal. This crusty loaf is filled with swirls of garlic and herb butter and parmesan cheese. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #bread
~ No administration's perfect, either party. I'd been disappointed through the years, but at least I could breathe. 
~ History will judge us all. Harshly. Can we at least show that we've learned from these atrocities?
~ The people's house is welcoming new occupants. Finally. Goodbye Putin, narcissism, deceit. Welcome back norms, decency, decorum.

~ This ends not the damage done, but the spiraling, frenzied calculated chaos. And I intend to breathe.

Here are links to the other Word Counters posts:

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Parmesan Garlic Loaf         

Printable Recipe

1# frozen bread loaf
3 TBSP + 1 tsp garlic and herb butter spread, divided
2 TBSP + 1/2 tsp grated parmesan cheese, divided
2 TBSP flour

*Spray a sheet of plastic wrap with cooking spray and wrap around the frozen bread loaf. Refrigerate for 4 hours (or overnight) until defrosted.
*Spread the flour on your counter, remove the plastic wrap from the dough (keep the wrap) and place the dough in the flour. Allow to sit for 1 hour.
*Grease a loaf pan. 
*Press the air bubbles out of the dough and roll into a square about twice the length of your loaf pan. Carefully spread 3 TBSP of the butter spread onto the dough, leaving about 1/2 edge. Sprinkle with 2 TBSP grated parmesan.
*Fold the dough in half so it's about the same length as your loaf pan. Roll it up and place into the pan. Cover loosely with the plastic wrap and move to a warm dry place to rise for 4 hours.
*Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Remove and discard the plastic wrap.
*Bake the loaf for 30 minutes. Remove from the oven and immediately, gently, spread the remaining butter spread over the top. Sprinkle with the remaining parmesan cheese.
*Run a knife around the edges to release, then remove from the pan to serve.

Friday, January 15, 2021

The Apple Pie Conundrum: Use Your Words


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Today’s post is a monthly writing challenge. If you’re new here, this is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once. All of the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the recipient will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
I'm using:  Hallelujah ~ new ~ frozen ~ tender ~ spite
They were submitted by Diane of On the Border.


We all have words we like (don't we?), and conversely words that make us cringe. A favorite word of mine is conundrum. I think it's because many years ago my husband and I did a long weekend in wine country in northern California. One of the vineyards there, Caymus, makes a wine called Conundrum and I loved it. Well, truth be told I loved lots and lots (and lots) of the wines we tasted, and the food was pretty exquisite too. But conundrum stuck with me. The wine and the word.

Each month, when I finalize sorting out all the word assignments for this challenge and know what mine will be, I always look hopefully to see if someone has assigned me "conundrum". Nope, not this month. No reason to feel bad, Diane, this is, after all, the 85th month in a row I didn't get it.

Truth is, these are some great words. I'll use them to tell you about my new apple pie recipe.

It all started with a conundrum (ha, used it anyway). Hubs wanted an apple pie. And with his diet restrictions, it's something he could actually have. But there were other constraints as well. The covid numbers were sky rocketing and I just couldn't go running off to the store, whatever I had in the house is what I'd have to go with.

I knew I didn't have enough apples. And I had 2 different kinds. I prefer a semi-tart, firm apple for a pie. I had some honey crisps (yum), but would have to supplement with some apples that would bake to a more tender consistency than I'd would choose. I also regretted having that apple for lunch yesterday, I could have used one more, I'd have to come up with something to add to the pie. I decided on cranraisins and walnuts. Truth be told, my pantry decided for me. Well, after I ruled out Doritos, Rice Krispies, and linguini. 
And I prefer a certain brand of refrigerator pie crusts (I can see my mom, the master of homemade pie crusts cringing here, but I don't make my own), but all I had in the house was one frozen pie crust I'd been saving for emergencies. Yes, there's such a thing as pie emergencies. Like now. There was only one crust, so I'd have to do a crumble topping. Without the butter though, because of Hubs' restrictions.

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Cranapple Pie
Cranapple Pie is an apple pie studded with little tart bursts of cranberry and the crunch of walnuts. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #pie

Here's the thing about coming up with an updated version of such a classic dessert: the apple pie is iconic, a symbol of our country. You know, "as American as baseball, hot dogs, mom, and apple pie." But 2020 had been a tough year. Baseball basically didn't happen (although the short season did serve to decrease the time span of pain for this Red Sox fan), I don't like hot dogs (there, I said it), mom makes her own pie crust and will forgive me I'm sure (eventually). And apple pie? Turns out it originated in England (yeah, I googled it). 

So, in spite of its iconic reputation, it was on. I was gonna try it, emergency crust, mixed apples, added ingredients, low fat crumble topping, and all.

And you know what? He loved it! We all did. Hallelujah!

My only regret? As long as I was messing around with an iconic recipe anyway, I should have thought to add some Conundrum. 

Next time.
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Cranapple Pie     


Printable Recipe

1 pie crust, homemade, refrigerated, or frozen
6 apples of your choice
1/4 cup cranraisins
2 TBSP cranberry apple juice 
3/4 cup brown sugar
2 TBSP flour
1/4 tsp salt
1/2 tsp cinnamon 
1/2 tsp apple pie spice
1/4 cup chopped walnuts
1 cup flour
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup cold butter (can use a butter substitute for a lower fat option)

*Place a large piece of heavy foil onto the middle rack and preheat the oven to 425 degrees.
*Prepare the crust as you normally would.
*Peel, core, and cut each apple into about 16 slices. Put into a large bowl with the cranraisins. Add the juice and mix well, coating all of the fruit. Set aside.
*Place 1/2 cup flour and 1/2 cup brown sugar in a separate bowl. Using a fork, mash the butter into the dry ingredients to create a crumble. Set aside.
*Mix the apples and cranraisins again, then add 3/4 cup brown sugar, 2 TBSP flour, salt, cinnamon and apple pie spice. Mix well, then add the chopped walnuts and mix again. Distribute evenly into the prepared pie crust.
*Using your hands, crumble the topping over the fruit.
*Put the pie onto the tin foil in the oven and bake for 30 minutes. Loosely tent with foil and bake for another 15 minutes. Allow to cool before slicing.



Monday, January 11, 2021

Chores Galore, Poetry Monday


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Slight (OK, major) change to the Monday line-up around here. The second Monday of the month I usually publish a Blog With Friends group projects-based post in keeping with an agree upon theme. In fact, I've been doing that for 76 months. Yes, that's over 6 years!
Although some of us were willing to continue, the commitment was becoming more sporadic, so I've decided to shelve that group for now. Hmmm, that leaves a little hole in my posting schedule. What to do? What to do? I checked in with my friend Diane, she and Mimi (and some other of their friends) do a weekly poetry post that publishes on Mondays. Since I still administer and run 5 other monthly group writing challenges, and I don't have to do anything logistically for Poetry Monday, just sit back, wait to be told what the theme is and . . . well . . . write, I'm giving it a trial run in my monthly publishing rotation. I'll still do my Monthly Poetry Group post on the last Friday of the month, so if I continue to participate in Poetry Monday, I'll be gifting you all, my dear readers, with two poetry posts in a month. Yes, I can see you rolling your eyes and if I knew any better, I'd be highly insulted (but I read my own poetry so I'm not).

Now that I've made a short story long (as you know I always do) today marks the end of the Blog With Friends projects, but hopefully the beginning of my once a month collaboration (or more when I can work it in) with this new (to me) group. For me, these posts will have the addition of a recipe, which I will continue to share in all of my blog posts.

BTW: For information on the 5 monthly multi-blogger challenges that I run, you can PM me on my Baking In A Tornado Facebook page or email me.
For information on Poetry Monday, contact Diane of On the Border.

Diane tells me that today's topic is Least Favourite (forgive her for the spelling, she's Canadian) Chore.

Chores Galore
Sweep and vacuum, 
wash the floor.
Surely that's my
least favorite chore.
But dusting always
makes me sneeze.
Least favorite thing if
I have to wheeze.
Wait, the bathrooms,
I've got four.
With boys . . . way worse
than washing a floor. 

Liked food shopping,
Covid ruined my fun. 
Now I fill out a form,
and another chore's done.

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Beef Vegetable Soup (Crockpot or Not)
Beef Vegetable Soup is a hearty dinner made either in a slow cooker or on the stove top. Lean stew beef is slow cooked, add beans, vegetables, and rice for a one bowl full meal. | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

Cooking dinner is the
never ending chore.
you cook, they eat, 
then you do it some more.

But if you're wondering,
here's the score,
if you like to do it,
it's not a chore.
Yet cooking brings
dirty dishes galore.
Definitely in the running
for my least favorite chore.
Read more poetry, 
you're not through.
Some talented writers
are in this crew:

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Beef Vegetable Soup (Crockpot or Not)


1 cup brown rice
1 can (28 oz) diced tomatoes
2 cups beef broth
2 tsp Italian seasoning
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper
3 cloves minced garlic, divided
1 1/4# lean stew beef
1/2 onion, chopped
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1 cup frozen peas
1/2 cup frozen pearl onions
1 can (14 oz) garbanzo beans, drained and rinsed
4 oz mushrooms, quartered
1 zucchini, trimmed, cut lengthwise, sliced
1/2 cup fresh green beans, trimmed, cut into bite sized pieces

*Cook the rice and refrigerate.
*Spray  the slow cooker with cooking spray. Add the diced tomatoes, beef broth, Italian seasoning, salt, pepper, and 1 clove of minced garlic. Stir and turn on to low.
*Spray a saute pan with cooking spray and heat over medium heat. Add the stew beef, onion, and remaining garlic. Sprinkle with the garlic powder, cook and stir until the meat is completely cooked. Drain well, add to the slow cooker, and cook for 5 hours on low (or 3 hours on high).
*Stir in the frozen peas, pearl onions, and garbanzo beans. Cook another 2 hours on low (or 1 hour on high).
*If cooking on high, reduce heat to low at this point. Add the mushrooms, zucchini,and green beans. Cook 1/2 hour. Stir in the rice and cook for another 1/2 hour.
*Spray a large pot with cooking spray and heat over medium heat. Add the stew beef, onion, and 2 cloves of the garlic. Sprinkle with the garlic powder, cook and stir until the meat is completely cooked. Drain well.
*Add the diced tomatoes, beef broth, Italian seasoning, salt, pepper, and remaining clove of garlic to the pot. Bring to a boil, reduce heat, cover and simmer for 2 1/2 hours.
*Stir in the frozen peas, pearl onions, and garbanzo beans, cover and simmer for another half hour.
*Stir in the mushrooms, zucchini, and green beans. Cover an simmer another half hour. Stir in the brow rice and cook, uncovered, for 10 minutes.


Friday, January 8, 2021

Cataclysmic Catalyst: Secret Subject Swap


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Welcome a Secret Subject Swap. This month 5 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. Read through mine and at the bottom you’ll find links to all of today’s other Secret Subject participants.



My subject is: 2020 was challenging. What are your hopes for 2021?
It was submitted by: Tamara of Part-time Working Hockey Mom.

In years gone by I would have had a light, easy, frivolous, almost thoughtless answer to your question. Self centered in part, for sure, but also including hopes both nationally and globally. Winning the lottery, peace on earth, goodwill towards (wo)men, all of those trite responses just don't cut it any more.
As the issues we face have become more complex, our situation more dire, our eyes jarred open, and what had been our normal lives obliterated, the answer to a question like that becomes so much more consequential. 

On New Year's eve we sing "make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold."  Over the past four years, but this last one in particular, it seems most of us have found our stash of those precious metals depleted. In this country we talk abut how divided we've become. Divided is an understatement, it diminishes the true depth of the chasm. It's not really a divide, in many ways it's a severance. We have not just taken sides, but declared war. On each other. Or those of us who are left, our population has decreased by almost half a million. 

I sit in my nice warm house, texting my sons, grateful to still have a mother, cooking dinner, knowing how fortunate I am, and realizing how deeply depressing fortunate can be at a time like this.
People are homeless. And not just a few of them. People are dead. And not just a few of them. People are hungry. And not just a few of them. People are jobless. And not just a few of them. People are uncertain about the future. All of us.

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Spicy Chicken with Peanuts
Spicy Chicken with Peanuts cooks in one pan in about half an hour and dinner is served! | Recipe developed by | #recipe #dinner

There will be an inauguration in this country, in less than 2 weeks. It gives many of us hope, and it should. Not enough of us (by a long shot), but at least most of us, are shouting "enough." But there is nothing, nothing, that a new administration can do to counteract a great deal of the damage already done. We can hope to stop the relentless assault to our morals, values, decorum, integrity, global relationships, and environment, but there is immeasurable damage that cannot be undone. The most powerful example of that are the people who are gone who will not be coming back.
So, my one overarching hope for 2021, both personal and global, is that we are all able to take what we collectively experienced in 2020 and use it to make deep, systemic, humanitarian change. That we honor all that and who we have lost, through our determination that the chaos and unspeakable suffering we endured in order to see more clearly ourselves, our community, our states, our country, our government, and our world, serves as a catalyst for change.
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Never again, 2020. Never again. 

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:

Part-time Working Hockey Mom 


The Crazy Mama Llama 

Wandering Web Designer 

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Spicy Chicken with Peanuts        

Printable Recipe

1# boneless skinless chicken breasts
3 TBSP oil
3/4 tsp garlic powder
1/3 cup finely chopped onion 
1 tsp minced ginger
1 tsp minced garlic
1/4 cup oyster sauce
1/4 cup soy sauce
1/4 cup Thai sweet chili sauce
1 TBSP brown sugar
1 tsp crushed red pepper flakes
1/2 cup roasted peanuts (no salt), shelled and chopped

*Chop the chicken into bite sized pieces.
*Heat the oil in a large skillet on medium heat. Add the chicken and sprinkle with the garlic powder. Cook, stirring now and then until the chicken is no longer pink. Drain, then return the pan to the stove.
*Add the chopped onion, minced ginger and minced garlic to the pan with the chicken. Cook and stir for 1 minute.
*Whisk together the oyster sauce, soy sauce, sweet chili sauce, brown sugar, and red pepper flakes. Add to the pan with the chicken. Bring to a boil.
*Reduce the heat to medium low and allow to simmer, stirring now and then, for 5 minutes. 
*Serve sprinkled with the chopped peanuts.