Krazy epiphany...... krazy

Blogging for bucks.  Not going to happen.  Inspirational speaker.  Not enough inspiration. Motivational speaker.  I am hardly motivated to get out of bed.  Sex Therapist.  Not enough experience. Match maker.  Can't light my own.  Diva.  No monetary return but fun to be.  Juggler.  One slip and you lose your balls.  Life coach.  Life coach.  hmmmm....life coach.
I have a life.
I can coach a vegan to eat meat with a blink of both eyes, a smile and some damn good barbeque sauce.
Life coach.
Watch me go.....

DOUBLE KRAZY

WAIT A MIN...CHECK THIS OUT...THIS IS THE TICKET...ON THE LIST OF THINGS TO DO.  BY MONDAY..SUNDAY=MAKEATHON.  MONDAY = HAPPY MOMENT!
http://www.tasteofhome.com/Recipes/Strawberry-Ghosts?pmcode=ILJD202U&_mid=2303997&_rid=2303997.915441.311864

KRAZY...HALLOWEEN...KRAZY

OMG... I am so there!
http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/Marshmallow-Witches?pmcode=ILJD202U&_mid=2303997&_rid=2303997.915441.311864    
wishing you all were here....tripping the light fantastic with the mellows!

Krazy anxious...just krazy

tap ... tap... tap..
pace..pace...
clean... clean...
chat...
tap... tap.. tap
fiddle...
chat...
tick tock
tick tock
No thank you.  Don't want to go anywhere.
tick tock
tick tock
Finding mindless things to do.
Once a year I get squirrely....  waiting
for the results
Do I get to keep them for another year? 
Its a blessing and a bitch.

Krazy...Sanity...Where for art thou?

Never too old to learn new words.  Polyamory.  Look it up. 
Is mankind loosing their minds?  Have I been too engrossed in raising my children morally to not pay attention to this new buzzword?  Are there too many excuses?  Have I been in a flipping cave?  Obviously I must be.  Can I get into the groove?... ahhh...no.  Do I want to get into the groove?...ahhh...no.  The most precious gift in life to give to another is ones self.  Not forever, not momentarily, not to just test the waters, but to enjoy completely and wholly the time together at no price to destroy another.  So don't tell me 'my wife does not understand me' as she does and she has given forever.  Don't tell me 'we have an understanding' as I do not understand why you search once committed.  Don't lead me to believe that you are free to give this gift when lives depend on you.  Yea, don't ask me to give when I am but a notch on your belt.  Don't go there.  Forever has become is just a word.  I will not be one of many.  I will not play.  A gift is something to be cherished.  Be lucky if I agree. Be sad if I point out your weakness.  As when your weakness is apparent, you are nothing more than a bottom feeder.  Game on...but you loose.  Again... I will not play.
Recipe of the day...year...forever...
Carp
Carp (and Whitefish) are generally thought of a inedible.  I've heard them referred to as bottom-feeders, rough-fish, and garbage-fish.  Most people only catch them for the fun of catching them, but immediately release them.  Caa Caa fish lead Caa Caa life.  Not so nummy.

Too true..Krazy

I read this the other day.  You may have read this also, I don't know.  It grabbed my attention.  Maybe it will grab yours.  Again, I don't know.  It goes like this...

"People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.  Forgive them anyway.  If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.  If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies; Succeed anyway.  If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.  What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.  If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.  The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.  Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway. 
You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God; It was never between you and them,
anyway.”

Mother Teresa

Recipe for this blog;
Angel Food Cake
Directions:
Buy it at the store...So you have more time to read things like this...It's like eating foam...Eat it anyway..

Empty Nesting..Krazy

Getting home late last night, I fell into my habit of 'nite nite' kisses.  Harder to break than smoking, this monkey on my back seems to tease and taunt me as I peak into an empty bedroom still filled with the victory secret wings displayed with pride of the 'Mama before' on her wall; perfume bottles half empty, sweet to seductive scents collected over time used as growing up became a game of alluring, concurring and the building of self confidence with the learned realization of the unnecessary need of the pawn; horse pictures and trophies of the years of stages and phases; all I have  taught, applauded and celebrated alongside her with grace and honor.  Each memory cherished.  My ‘monkey’, my last baby girl, my legacy, my friend.
 I now consider my history as that of a child bride with the Immaculate Conception.  Still ageless, I have gained the wisdom of time, and the stupidity of not calculating the essence of the departure.   Yet   I realize that my best habit will never be broken.  I won’t let it be.  Therefore, I blow kisses to the wind, smile at the accomplishments, trust in the preparation I have put forth, and know that this empty nest syndrome, is just another title given to the accomplished. 
No songs in reference as there is nothing to compare to this melody of life.  Krazy.

Missin' the kissin' - Krazy

I jest at my title.
Yet I refer to my receipt of communication via e-mail.
I have done nothing to deserve this.
I have been only me.
Me… seems to be enough.
I post with the thrill of life goes on.
I post humbly to the non-expected.
I post because there is life after sorrow.
There may be life after commitment to a forever… gone.
I post.  Therefore I dream.

If I had never met you, I would not have liked you

If I hadn’t liked you I would never have loved you,

If I had not loved you I wouldn’t be missing you now

But I do...

And I am... 

To really love someone is not finding someone to simply live with, it is finding someone 

that you cannot live without..

Meeting you after all these years was fate or destiny, becoming close to you was a choice between us,  

But falling in love with you was beyond my control as you, Patty, are so easy to love.

There is no recipe for this.

Keeping up with the Jones' - Krazy

Communications, technology, buzz phrases... exhausting.
New phone.
Plenty ' O buttons.
Not liking it.
No Sir.
Sharp FX...pretty, shiny, piece of crap.
Bells and whistles, just hard to get to.
Next...
I phone... 3G...cool.  Free on the plan.  Will take 15 days to get to me.  Snail mail from AT&T.  Ahhh... no.  Instant gratification issues.
So...
Blackberry torch in gun blue.  Yea.  That's the one.
Slight learning curve.  I can deal with it.  App for shopping... oh yea.  Explore the world.  Get me out there.  Chat it up...GPS to get where I need to go...State of the Art.  And if I don't like it then back it goes and it's the I phone.  My prerogative.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vd79XC8kzbI

Mojito time...time to push my buttons!

1 teaspoon powdered sugar
Juice from 1 lime (2 ounces)
4 mint leaves
1 sprig of mint
Havana Club white Rum (2 ounces)
2 ounces club soda

Don’t forget the sugar cane swizzle!

Krazy...Marshmellow fluff

Knowing you cannot have
You cannot hold
You cannot touch
As it goes against every grain of your fiber
The fiber that makes you...you
The wrong that feels so right
You concede to the rules
You let go
You have heard all the inaccuracies of truth, yet you long for the minute significant light to hold on....
Then you are presented
With a gift from God
Phenomenal
Selfness less
Enchanting
Now idolized without examined
A fool would not adhere
In my next life...I will make S'mores with no constraints.
Good night Tallahassee.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2psIiVw9Zog

Tomfoolery- Too Krazy

Infidelity.  Choices.  Consequences.  Solving the world’s drama one issue at a time.  Esoteric statements reflecting the stage of performers caught currently in the limelight.  Eccentric situations leading to opinions or cheers of 'at a boy' pats on the back.  Meer recognition of the bizarre, off the beaten path, 'norm' of existence.  Enough already.  Time to find your soul.  Expound on that.  Not the absurd.  Maybe then people will take you seriously, sit up and listen.
Don't loose who you really are.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXKbw9Tc9tI&feature=related

Stuffed Filet of Sole:  word game ingredients.....figure it out.  (Both the sole and soul!) 

http://www.cdkitchen.com/recipes/recipewordfind.php?rezid=20198&rmid=19281&KeepThis=true&TB_iframe=true&height=410&width=680
     

Krazy...little love song

I am intelligent.  I am strong.  I strive to be notable, moral, and ethical.   I feel I am reasonably appealing.  Not quite angelic, however never meaning to be unkind.  I take my endeavors seriously professionally and personally.  I have a passion for life. I am always on top of my game. I depend on no one.  I rely on me.   My children are my Achilles heel, so I wear sox. 
I am woman 'hear me roar'.
Yea, yea.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eH94dg20Osg

Every woman child growing into a princess with the forever search of 'happily ever after’... longs for a man child, the prince, to say this.  Just one time. 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnQTn55Up54&feature=related


He did.
I am not a child.
Damn, now what do I do?
This has thrown a kink in my deal.

Time to think.  Not cook.  Think.  Is he as real as chocolate?  If so, that is pretty damn real.

Jerk Chicken- How 'apropos'

Ingredients

1/3 cup cider vinegar

1/4 cup dark rum

3 tablespoons firmly packed dark brown sugar

1 bunch scallions (white and green parts), roughly chopped - got to have the colors!

4 cloves garlic, chopped

1 Scotch bonnet chile, stemmed, seeded, and minced

2 tablespoons Pickapeppa sauce   http://www.pickapeppa.com/      ( I had this in Jamaica…nummy!)

1 tablespoon freshly grated peeled ginger

1 tablespoon ground allspice

1/4 teaspoon pumpkin pie spice

3 tablespoons vegetable oil

4 chicken halves (about 6 pounds)

Directions

Pulse the vinegar, rum, brown sugar, scallions, garlic, chile, Pickapeppa sauce, ginger, allspice and pumpkin pie spice in a food processor to make a slightly chunky sauce. Heat the oil in a medium skillet and cook the sauce over medium heat, stirring, until the oil is absorbed and the sauce thickens slightly, about 3 minutes. Cool.

Rub the jerk paste all over the chicken halves, cover, and refrigerate for 2 to 24 hours.

Prepare an outdoor grill with a medium-high fire for both direct and indirect grilling.

 Place the chicken, skin side down, over direct heat and cook until skin crisps and has definite grill marks, about 4 minutes per side. Move to indirect heat and cook skin side up, covered, until an instant-read thermometer inserted into the thickest part of the thigh registers 165 degrees F, about 35 to 40 minutes. Let the chicken rest about 5 minutes, then cut into pieces and serve.

My metaphors sleigh me.  This I write after communications that could set my heart a twitter.  Only to find, as usual with this person, my choice of title - Jerk Chicken - How apropos- finds the ending of the word apropos, is summed up in 3 letters.....p. o. s.

On word and up word.  Poetry man 1, this jerk 0.

Dating....Krazy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85t-xAv9xn0
First and foremost, my favorite dates:
3/4 C butter
1C light brown sugar
1 3/4 C all purpose flour
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 1/2 C quick cooking oats - uncooked
Cream butter and sugar, combine flour salt and baking soda, uncooked oats and cream all well.
Put 1/2 the mixture into a baking pan and pat down through out bottom
Spread date filling (1 1/2 pounds chopped dates, 1/4 C sugar, 1 1/2 C water cooked over low heat about 5 minutes, until thick)
Then top the remaining mixture to cover the date filling.
Bake at 400 for 30 minutes.  Cut in to squares while still warm.  Yum.

I tend not to be an expert, far from it, on the subject of dates.  (Except the recipe above)  There are fun dates, bad dates, hear your heartbeat in you ears dates, cougar dates, dates that take little blue pills, and dates that take your breath away.  There are casual dates, there are dress up dates, there are dates you sneak out of when he is not looking.  There are over the top dates, just take me away dates, and dates you will remember for the rest of your life.
Did you know the dates that were chosen on the Dating Game before they were famous? Farrah Fawcett, Suzanne Somers, Lindsay Wagner, Tom Selleck, Lee Majors, Steve Martin, Burt Reynolds, Ron Howard, Barry Williams, Sally Fields,Michael Jackson, Arnold Schwarzenegger  and the doosie

Serial Killer Rodney James Alcala on the Dating Game http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Uf95INZmWI  

With that in mind, maybe I stick to baking.

Substitutes - Krazy

1/2 c. butter
2 tsp vanilla
1/2 c.splenda
1/4 c. (3/10 c granulated sugar, 1/8c molasses)
1 Extracted soybean lecithin (equivalent to 2 egg whites)
1/1/2 c. wheat flour
1/2 tsp Alsosalt
1/2 tsp sodium bicarbonate
6 oz. of semi sweet chocolate
................Looks good.....sounds good..............
False, bogus, contrary, deceiving, dishonest, fake, misleading, phony,
fallacious
Need I go on?!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jz_D-greh8Q 
1/2 C. Crisco
2 tsp. vanilla
1/2 C. white sugar
1/4 C. brown sugar
1 egg
1/1/2 C. flour
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp baking soda
1 big ass bag of chocolate chips.

                                            Never settle for less.  Go for the real thing!

Krazy...boil, simmer, cool

Ode to Fred Luskin, PhD.
Forgive my body and mind, find my soul.
'Hanging onto resentment & rage is tantamount to having an existential tantrum'
I woke up one day, to find peace within my reach.  It sort of popped all inside.
Two years.
Boiled for one
Simmered there after
Cooled to the touch presently.
Unbelievable feeling.
Hot is gone, except for the exterior
Simmer has left, except for the anticipated
Cool is the focus
The grieving process stays with us for approximately 2 years after a life altering episode, in those years we process our thoughts, emotions and learn how to continue living.  'Babies die, women are raped, whole ethnic groups are wiped out, and we loose parking spots to others more aggressive than us.'  Each devastating in its own way.  Within the span, we dissociate, over work, over play, search, and seize.  But then we focus.
And 'pop'.  One day it does not matter anymore if you scream, fight, claw, cry.  Nobody hears you, no body cares.  It just does not matter.  What does matter is there is no more boil.  No more simmer.  Just cool..
Remember the episode that lead you here.    You can make babies live, women love, ethnic groups reincarnate, and you can parallel park with a push of a button.
You are the future.  You are the example.  You have been the past.  Don’t go back there.  It aint worth it.  
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-AphKUK8twg

Black and White...Krazy

Fudge to die for:  Black and White Bliss

Black layer:

3 cups granulated sugar

4 tablespoons cocoa

1 1/2 tablespoons white corn syrup

1-tablespoon vanilla extract

2 tablespoons butter or margarine

1 1/2 cups cream

White layer:

3 cups granulated sugar

1 1/2 tablespoons white corn syrup

1 1/2 cups cream

1 tablespoon vanilla extract

2 tablespoons butter or margarine

Black layer:

Combine sugar, syrup, cocoa and cream.

Boil to the softball stage, 234 degrees F to 238 degrees F on a candy thermometer.

Cool to room temperature.

Add butter and vanilla extract.

Beat until creamy.

Pour into well-buttered pan.

White layer:

Combine sugar, syrup and cream.

Boil to the softball stage, 234 degrees F to 238 degrees F on a candy thermometer.

Cool to room temperature.

Add butter and vanilla extract.

Beat until creamy.

Pour into pan.

Nuts may be added if desired. (Invite your friends!)

Cool again to room temp. 

The colors will not run together, but will cut out together.

You think you are getting away with just a recipe?  Oh...no no no.....
My thoughts on the difference of man and woman, despite all the fiction that is out there.
Man is genetically programmed in black and white.  Woman is genetically programmed in black, white, red, blue, green, yellow, etc. etc.
Man says:  ' you have aged well'  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXCbAtkgNMw  (he means: you still look great)
Woman thinks:  'idiot'  You don't tell a woman she has aged at all!
Man says:  I scan read your e-mails http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXCbAtkgNMw (he means:  I pick out the important words I am looking for)
Woman thinks:  'idiot' Why do I chat up all my thoughts like you asked of me?
Man says: I have a free day coming up http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXCbAtkgNMw (he's thinking he is going to get lucky)
Woman thinks:  24 hours?  24 hours and I am then dismissed or something?  Give me an adventure to remember! Idiot.
Man says:  Let me rub your back with hot oil (by the way I am getting married in June) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXCbAtkgNMw
Woman SAYS:  Double idiot!!!! Hmmmm...what would your fiance say to this?
Women have the fingers of neurons that touch every part of their senses.  Men just put it out there and often are taken with double meanings because their brain is enhanced by their libido.  It is a rare find that the education of age blends the libido with their neurons thus creating the perfect, sensitive, think first before talk, man.  However it is rare too, that the woman can understand the black and white thought process of the male species.  As a good friend of mine is often quoted, & I dare to parrot.......I understand.

Krazy..hot shower...good sleep

Ingredients:
1   $200.00 dress
2.  A little of Victoria's Secret (feeling pretty all under)
3   Spritz of Cashmere Mist
4.  Pumps to knock your socks off
5.  Unbelievable dinner, atmosphere, dance
6.  A heart felt good night kiss
7.  Hot shower
8.  Good sleep
Ingredients of this proportion can remind you how lucky we are to have dear friends and cherished moments.  Don't let the moments pass you buy, you never know what the next sunrise will bring.

Krazy ...tired Mama

Ingredients:
1.  1 Mama, full of life and love, yet spread like peanut butter with work, child school issues, and everybody wanting a piece of you.  And FAFSA applications are a bitch!
2.  1 " I can't move sideways because Michelle is on vacation, and I don't have anyone for the child to check in with if I am gone"  (and I want to go!)
3.   1 tax prep sigh after discovering you have been knocked into the next tax bracket - Middle American dream.  (You pay the most taxes)
4.   1 memory of estimated taxes...when you did make the American dream
5.   1 keeping up with the forever changing State of Florida and how below the belt it is going to effect you
6.   1 completed application for Mama to go back to school.  (Aint nobody going to look out for you like you can!)
6.   1 no alcohol in the house (New Years Resolution...what was I thinking?!)
7.   1 reference to previous post of 'Krazy...not enough room to tweet' blog
8.   1  buck up
9.   1 'early to bed'
10. 1 very interesting proposal to consider in recognition for all I do
10. 1 Thank you God, for your guidance and forever standing by my side.
Mix it up.... what do you get?  Me.  Just me. 
Calorie count = who cares
Sugar = plenty
Spices = hot

Cooking up the sunshine-Krazy

A  good cook is the peculiar gift of the gods. (S) He must be a perfect creature from the brain to the palate, from the palate to the finger's end.”
Walter Savage Landor (1775-1864)

Beaching with finger foods:
Grandma's recipe of fried chicken drumetts  (If I told you I'd have to kill you- super secret)
Green grapes
Brie
Sliced baguette
Melon slices
Vanilla, chocolate and strawberry sugar wafers
Nectar of choice
A good book
And thou

Krazy...not enough room to tweet

BREAKING NEWS:... The Pity Train has just derailed at the intersection of Suck It Up & Move On, and crashed into We All Have Problems, before coming to a complete stop at Get the Hell Over It. Any complaints about how we operate, can be forwarded to 1-800-waa-aaah with Dr. Sniffle Reporting LIVE from Quit chur Bitchin'. If you like this, retweet. If you don't...suck it up! Life doesn't revolve around you.....

Can I put this in a mantra?  I love my job...I love my job...I love my job....I love my job.

I was offered assistance today to obtain my J.D.  Tough decision.  But one still in the nest, all up to me to give her a good start.  Mama first, me second.  That is just the way it is.  Maybe my next life.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkYdrLB7scA

Spoof on Krazy

I am inspired on the article I have just read from MORE MAGAZINE entitled 'A Country of Women' April 2011.  In no way do I dispute the passion of these women, however I dare spoof to enlighten the gravity of the situation now facing the whole world with the radiation expulsion of Japan.  (Reported to already affect California)  I encourage you, men and women alike to read this article and especially note the visual on page 124.  The 78-year-old woman that looks tough as nails, and proud to regain her home in the dead zone of Chernobyl.  As Scarlett was quoted to say:  "As God is my witness they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry again."
Ingredients:
1.  Ionization chamber- (The principle of these chambers are used today in smoke detectors)(cheap fix)
2.  1 radiation badge (I still have mine from my hospital trauma days) (very very cheap)
3.  Knowledge of Dosimetry (is the technique of measuring the amount of radiation that can cause a given amount of biological damage. It is common practice in medicine)
4. Collard greens
5.  Pig Fat
6.  Sprinkle of sugar
7.  Vodka
Clean collards, put in large pot, cover with water, and bring to a boil.
Add Pig fat
Quick boil on high for 1 minute, then turn down to simmer
Sprinkle a pinch of sugar in pot.
Simmer for 1 hour.
Spoon out; add your favorite hot sauce. Check your levels, (may take a few days)
I apologize; I do not know what this woman does with the Vodka.  The collard green recipe is mine; I am at loss with the vodka.
You will only get the true effect of this spoof if you get the magazine and turn to page 124.
If your Carbon-14 level and Potassium level are within the norms (Nuclear weapons fallout is estimated to be less than 1 mrem a year)...enjoy.
In all honesty, I salute the passion of these women in the article. I just don't know that I could do what they are doing.  Maybe that is what the vodka is for?

Just Krazy!

I fully believe that when you purchase a car that is automatic, it needs to live up to its' name.  My belief was thrown out the window today, as my car became DRT (dead right there) at one of the busiest intersections of the world.  As the perspiration (no, lets call it what it is, SWEAT GOSH DARN IT, SWEAT) rolled off every inch of my body, I slowly stepped out of the car.  I apologized to all the cars behind me, and they smiled and waived.  Frantically calling on my cell phone with SOS's to all I knew, 2 boys on a motorcycle stopped and pushed my idiot car into the nearest parking lot at a Wal-Mart.  Class reeked from me, as onlookers giggled at my plight. (not) My social status went from 10 to 0 in a heartbeat, as I had now fallen into what I felt was the most embarrassing moment of my life.  Big man in big truck then came to my rescue.  Put the little red cable things from his truck to my stupid car, and it started! After hugging everyone (boys and big man) I jumped in and....it stopped.  Big man said it was my altinater (sp), and I was dead in the water.  I started to cry, (no feminine trick, just out of control) he gave me bottled water,  & called a tow truck for me.
2 hours later, tow truck man came and took my car and me away.
Car now in shop, no longer my best friend, I must wait until tomorrow to see why it got sick and died.
Wake-er upper!  Another goal in single life I must accomplish.  Car stuff.  I am on it.

Food for thought

This blog is off my beaten path of yummy dinners and deserts.  I suppose it could be listed in the desert column, yet I digress.  Being one that is newly (a little over 2 years, yea I am a little slow here) in the dating game, I find it remarkable that men adopt a pet name for you the moment they meet you.  I have come to (finally) figure it out that this pet name is used universally as to not slip up and say your name while in bed with their wives.  Interesting concept.  However it creates a wall to your heart. (Good thing)  (Better than Procardia)  I have become educated in my meetings of such deceptions and have found what to look for.  I tested my education last night and was able to reveal the following ingredients:
1.  Even though they wear a ring on the left hand that is not a band, look for the depth of the indents around that ring.  Increased indents = not their everyday ring
2.  They never look directly in your eyes so you can look back and reveal their soul.  (The most important thing to get to know someone)
3.  They are always touching touching touching and getting close to the 'do not touch me there' zones
4.  They are intense on making you laugh to increase a comfort level, post haste
5.  They try to impress you about how important they are
6.  If they are not a good looker, they stress their titles
7.  At times of 'good night’ they grope
That being said, being duped sometimes can be a good thing.
1.  Relieves stress in the heat of the moment
2.  Lets you have a 'play world' not a real obligatory world
3.  Unleashes the simplistic needs of the human body
4.  You don't have to see them again, kind of like cattle to slaughter
5.  Brings out the 'bad girl' side of you
So the whip cream of all of this is I have learned to enjoy the moment, do not look to anyone's future but my own, always look in to someone’s eyes, it will make them calm or make them uneasy, and your choice to continue will be your own.
These are just a few thoughts, as I get ready to embark on a mystical weekend, another adventure, another notch on my belt. (Ouch!)

Too many depending on me. So Krazy!

Ok guys, I have received too many emails as to Mama taking this weekend off.  So to not leave you in a learch, here is tonight’s menu.  For my babies and me.  Num num!
5 chicken thighs - fat removed (yea, like I would like mine!)
Fresh garlic, 1 clove
Salt and Pepper
Sweet onion slices
Portobello’s
Butter
Fresh broccoli
Sweet potato fries.
Brown garlic, salt pepper, onion and mushrooms,
Add chicken
Med. heat, until ready (you know the signal) slice and put in the fresh broccoli (get the gas!)
Oven @ 400 degrees
Slice sweet potatoes and put on cooking sheet and pop in the oven until done (really not fried, but kids like fries, so I tell them they are!)
Arrange on the most colorful serving dish, chicken on the inside, potatoes on the outside.
Sit down and chat it up with your kids.  That is where the good stuff is!

Not so Krazy...who needs a kitchen!

This weekend, Mama is folding in the towel.  Finally my time to be wined and dined and feeling fine.  So for this blog.... the recipe is.....  IT'S ABOUT TIME..... IT IS ALL ABOUT ME!  Tee Hee.
Have a great weekend, order out.

Seafood Sunday- supreme!

Tonight, brain food....Lord knows we all need it!
I start:
Mejillones Marineara=
2 lbs mussels, cleaned (no beards- ka ka!)
olive oil in a very large skillet (heated)
Fry up some onion and fresh garlic ( I like sweet onion), throw in some chili pepper, pealed chopped tomato, dash of oregano, saffron and a touch of salt. Sprinkle a pinch of flour over it all, then put them in .  Yes, put in the mussels. (don't forget a glass of white wine, one for the muscles, one for you) 
Simmer all of this for about a minute until the muscles open add some chicken stock ( yes chicken, if you use shellfish stock it will taste fishy)  Squeeze over fresh lemon juice (1/2 of a lemon)  (Of course off the tree in my yard)
Once all of the little guys are open, transfer to the ultimate serving platter, sprinkle with fresh home grown parsley.
In the mean time, I have marinating in the fridge, scallops in lemon juice, olive oil, salt and pepper.  I am going to fire up the broiler and wrap each scallop with bacon, and pay attention to detail topping them with butter, bread crumbs, chopped red pepper and parsley (get your colors!)
Once done, place on a plane crystal platter (don't want to take away the presentation of the scallops) which is covered in fresh spinich, a little arugla, and petite strings of parmasion cheese.
I feel smarter all ready!!!!  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5f32_b7eyKg   (turn it up some!)
My friends and I will be smart as a whip this week!

Lazy Sunday Morning

I forgot how much I love to cook.  I have forgotten how much I love to entertain all my friends.  This morning, for the lazy sleepovers, I rise early (just can't sleep in for the life of me!)  Coffee, quiet time chatting it up on the Internet, assessing current events and evaluations, then an awesome beach walk surrounded by crystal blue waters, sky rats (unfortunately) and my beloved peepers, (baby pipers) while the home front snoozes. Then the euphony.  Pear Parfait.
Serve in your most beautiful crystal stem glasses (remember, presentation is everything!)
Layer:
Natural Granola
Vanilla yogurt
Caramelized sugar (you have to caramelize it yourself, you can't buy this honey!)
Vanilla yogurt
Natural Granola
Vanilla yogurt
Pealed sliced pear wedge, down the side of the stemwear.
Put the outdoor umbrella up, amongst the now blooming sweet peas and Hawaiian jasmine (no need here for store bought smells!)
HIT THE ALARM CLOCK THAT SOUNDS LIKE A ROOSTER!
Happy Moment to wake up to!!!!
and yes, I still weigh 125#!

ode to my boys

Axel, and Vince.... Love you.  Miss you.  Miles of flavor, you taught me well.  Here is tonight's course:  Olive cake, seaweed curlicues (with Pnot Noi base champagne) then crème cobbled eggs with mushrooms, and swordfish with parsley shallot salad, and oven roasted cherry tomatoes, mixed with onions carbonara, and sorry about this, but American apple pie.  I salute you Paris it is just a lot of work for such a moment in time!

To top off dinner

Boule de Naige  - and candles
8 oz semisweet chocolate
1/2 c. coffee
1 c. butter
1 c. sugar
4 eggs (beaten)
1-cup heavy cream
1 tsp vanilla
Rose pedals (organic)
Oven @ 360 degrees, line a 6 cup metal or oven proof bowl with double foil and set aside.  Cut each stick of butter into 8 pieces.
Over lowest heat melt chocolate with coffee, cont. stirring.  Stir in better, a piece at a time alternating with sugar.  Once melted (all butter pieces in) remove fro heat and beat in eggs.  Pour into foil lined bowl.  Bake on middle shelf 45-55 min.  (350 degrees)  Cool at room temp. Cover, refridge for 3 days to 2 weeks (2 weeks is better, just must have plans in place)
Prior to serving on your best crystal, cut in even pieces, cover with whip cream, sprinkle with rose pedals. Put music on, light the candles.
Again, nutritional facts per serving.... who cares?!
This is my night.  :-)  Good night.

Krazy in the Kitchen

Krazy in the Kitchen

1. 1 apple
2. 1 pork shoulder steak
3. 1 sweet onion
4. 1 carrot
5. Potato (1 for each of the people eating)
6. Orange juice
7. Mustard, ketchup and a sprinkle of brown sugar
8. Long grain and wild rice

Cut up 1-5. (Get your colors!)  Sauté in a splash of orange juice.  1 squirt ketchup, mustard, sprinkle all with brown sugar (to glaze)

Make rice.

Serve rice in the most beautiful serving platter you own (presentation is everything!) Top rice with 1- 7 that is now sautéed to pork perfection.

Top platter with fresh parsley.

Taa Daa!

I don’t know the calorie count, sugar count, carb count, but I know it is good and good for you!