Clockwise from the top we have bruschetta, chicken scaloppini with cheese ravioli, garden salad and finally meat ravioli with marinara sauce.
This was my place setting:
So yes, no pasta making for me. However, there is something to be said for making your own filling, particularly when you are having meat filled raviolis. I won't be making dough again, but I'll be buying eggroll sheets and filling those myself. They don't have the same bite as ravioli pasta, but then they aren't full Mechanically Separated Meat either.
Because, listen people, ground beef from the feedlot is disgusting. It just is. I could go into it but please just go do your own research. Educate yourself about ammoniated beef product and learn how we basically created e. Coli 0157:H7 with the help America's best friend, CORN. Just -go. Learn something.
I try to avoid the ground stuff as much as possible (seriously, Ammoniated Beef, [I went and found you a link, see how I enable you?]) it's in virtually all fast food, in the ground beef at the supermarkets, and in school lunch. Even if it doesn't bother you you should still know what you and your kids are eating, dontcha think?
Avoiding the ground stuff became even easier when I got a KitchenAid food grinder attachment in my wedding loot last summer (thanks Jeri!) It's been very exciting. I'm going to post a series of meaty pics now. Don't be afraid!
That's just under a pound of some sort of discount meat. I've discovered I'm way less snotty about stuff in the 30% meat pile since the economy got sucky.
(This meat here is also feedlot beef. Still gross and wrong in so many ways, but it's cheap and accessable, so there you are. At least, I rationalize to myself, it's all from the same cow.)
Mmmm, beef! I was grinding this into a bowl that already had 2 large links of Italian sausage. So much for avoiding factory grossness in it's entirety. To my knowledge though, they aren't ammoniating pink pig slime and putting it in the sausage.
I went through about three slices of bread trying to butter them. Then I realized something.
I could just dip the bread in there.
- I make too much food
- I spend too much money for one meal
- I am way too ambitious
The second point - I'm excited for making dinner. But making dinner at my house shouldn't cost as much as going out to eat at your typical family restaurant. It shouldn't cost nearly twice that, and I'm pretty sure that last meal did. Now, part of that is that we're buying ingredients that we don't have on hand, but won't be using in their entirety either - herbs/spices, etc. But that far from explains all the spending.
Which brings us to the final point: I'm just way too ambitious. This whole meal started out with us going out to Olive Garden a couple weeks ago and it sucking pretty horribly. So I decided "You know, I could do better! And I will! Fake-o Italian for dinner it is!"
I thought that the chicken recipe I made sounded good. But I thought, "well, Max won't like that, so I'll make ravioli too!" OOh! I could make two kinds!! And really, salad, bruschetta, and chicken would have been fine. Also - and really the salad and chicken would have been even better.
I spent 9 hours in the kitchen that day, and left it a mess. Wanting to do so much sucked up my whole Sunday, made way too much not-exactly-great food because I was rushing to get to the next thing, and I spent way too much money doing it.
From now on I need to get out of gramma mode. ALL of the older people in my family are obsessed with "did you get enough to eat?" Most of my exposure to meal preparation came from my grandma and grampa (both the parents of my mother, but in different households.) My grampa had 8 people to feed when there wasn't company, and my grandmother had spent her whole life feeding his first batch of kids (which was just one short of the new family he made.)
And every time we visited them or anyone else in their age bracket or older it was "are ya hungry? 'ja need somethin' ta eat?" So I suppose that, to a point, I was raised to expect to need to get fed at every turn, and to always make more than enough.
The stupid thing is that I'm not some idjit convincing themselves that Sugar Covered Lumps is the answer to a healthy breakfast. I know nutrition, I know how to tally things up and that, despite what Kraft Foods tells me, refined sugar products have no place in a regular healthy diet.
But I eat and feed my family as if IT MIGHT RUN OUT!
And hey, I'm a fan of dystopian futures, it might run out. But it's not like we're storing it in the storm shelter or anything. Nope we're just storing it on our butts.
So, I don't know what's in store for next Sunday, but my primary goal is to make a meal that is no more than six total meal servings of 600-800 calories. Because this needs to stop. Seriously.
|Mmmm, artery clogging.|
|*"Muahahahahahah! Who's laughing now, Mom?|
Who's laughing now?"
Touché, Max, touché.
I'll post later about that day's adventure with caramel and pie.