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May. 23rd, 2022 03:33 pmI'm supposed to be doing chores to get ready for camping this weekend but instead I am playing here.
I got a message requesting my help with a person's elevation ceremony in another kingdom (verbiage and ceremony ideas) and it was a bit of a challenge. I will not be celebrating that person becoming a Peer. But I live very far away and only see them once a year, so maybe within their home area they are kinder and more service-oriented than they are when I see them. The dilemna is one SCA peers rarely talk about.
Tonight will be a night of leftovers. I tried a slow-cooker recipe for chicken cooked with cream cheese, a keto one. It is very good but also very rich. Knowing that we couldn't even finish half of the original batch, I laid in a zucchini and a summer squash, which will get turned into zoodles to serve as a base for the creamy chicken. The recipe suggested sauteed spinach as a side so first I tried that. Boy, did I learn a lesson! It includes freshly-cooked bacon crumbled on top of the chicken so I had this wok with a bit of bacon grease in the bottom, right there and handy... you see where this is going, right? There was way too much grease and it was too hot - the spinach nearly exploded out of the pan when I tried to pour it in from the bag. Got that settled and fried it up while being amused as usual about how much it shrinks down. And then tried to eat all of it after my spouse refused to eat spinach. Ugh! Grease! I ended up using three paper napkins to soak up enough bacon grease to make it even remotely edible. Well, they were napkins saved from a take-out order a while ago so I guess they weren't wasted. But my gawd, the grease! For the record, that is the first time I've ever cooked spinach in anything besides an Ember Day Tart. Lesson learned. And having learned it, I'll be making spinach for myself more often now that I know how. Unlike my Philistine husband, I like spinach. The chicken really does need a side dish. It would be lovely over pasta or rice but I have to forgo that so zoodles it shall be. And Himself agrees that would be tasty.
Tomorrow a friend is coming over to use our seal-a-meal machine. I had suggested that she and her husband use the same dodge I do for preparing Friday night dinner after setting up camp - I make a soppy dish in advance to freeze in the boil a meal bags and serve it in bread bowls so I only have to wipe water out of the pot and wash silverware after dinner. Then I remembered a friend's meal plan where he used the same bags to mix the ingredients for individual omelets, which cook up nice (and square) in the bags. Since our whole camp is of archers who will rise and head out to the archery range to spend the day, I am going to ensure that everyone has some protein under their belts. I hope that my friend likes the doged. She and her spouse haven't really camped at SCA events since they were mainly living in Europe. I'm sure she'd have advice for me were I headed for some event held in a castle.
Speaking of belts, I just realised that I will have to wear a belt pouch in the SCA from now on. Man, I hate doing that. I look like a sack of potatoes with a string around it. But my glucose monitor is new since our last SCA event and it has to be within 20 feet of me at all times. I could put it in my basket, yes, but sure enough I would get up to help with something and wander away while totally forgetting the thing and then it will have a little monitor heart attack and start alerting like a smoke detector until it is reunited with me. It has startled my DH often enough here at the house when I've gone into a room too far.
I got a message requesting my help with a person's elevation ceremony in another kingdom (verbiage and ceremony ideas) and it was a bit of a challenge. I will not be celebrating that person becoming a Peer. But I live very far away and only see them once a year, so maybe within their home area they are kinder and more service-oriented than they are when I see them. The dilemna is one SCA peers rarely talk about.
Tonight will be a night of leftovers. I tried a slow-cooker recipe for chicken cooked with cream cheese, a keto one. It is very good but also very rich. Knowing that we couldn't even finish half of the original batch, I laid in a zucchini and a summer squash, which will get turned into zoodles to serve as a base for the creamy chicken. The recipe suggested sauteed spinach as a side so first I tried that. Boy, did I learn a lesson! It includes freshly-cooked bacon crumbled on top of the chicken so I had this wok with a bit of bacon grease in the bottom, right there and handy... you see where this is going, right? There was way too much grease and it was too hot - the spinach nearly exploded out of the pan when I tried to pour it in from the bag. Got that settled and fried it up while being amused as usual about how much it shrinks down. And then tried to eat all of it after my spouse refused to eat spinach. Ugh! Grease! I ended up using three paper napkins to soak up enough bacon grease to make it even remotely edible. Well, they were napkins saved from a take-out order a while ago so I guess they weren't wasted. But my gawd, the grease! For the record, that is the first time I've ever cooked spinach in anything besides an Ember Day Tart. Lesson learned. And having learned it, I'll be making spinach for myself more often now that I know how. Unlike my Philistine husband, I like spinach. The chicken really does need a side dish. It would be lovely over pasta or rice but I have to forgo that so zoodles it shall be. And Himself agrees that would be tasty.
Tomorrow a friend is coming over to use our seal-a-meal machine. I had suggested that she and her husband use the same dodge I do for preparing Friday night dinner after setting up camp - I make a soppy dish in advance to freeze in the boil a meal bags and serve it in bread bowls so I only have to wipe water out of the pot and wash silverware after dinner. Then I remembered a friend's meal plan where he used the same bags to mix the ingredients for individual omelets, which cook up nice (and square) in the bags. Since our whole camp is of archers who will rise and head out to the archery range to spend the day, I am going to ensure that everyone has some protein under their belts. I hope that my friend likes the doged. She and her spouse haven't really camped at SCA events since they were mainly living in Europe. I'm sure she'd have advice for me were I headed for some event held in a castle.
Speaking of belts, I just realised that I will have to wear a belt pouch in the SCA from now on. Man, I hate doing that. I look like a sack of potatoes with a string around it. But my glucose monitor is new since our last SCA event and it has to be within 20 feet of me at all times. I could put it in my basket, yes, but sure enough I would get up to help with something and wander away while totally forgetting the thing and then it will have a little monitor heart attack and start alerting like a smoke detector until it is reunited with me. It has startled my DH often enough here at the house when I've gone into a room too far.
