Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Oink...

I think I like pork. Pork, pork, pork. Bacon, sausage, ham, tenderloin, chops.... Pork is yummy! I wouldn't last very long being Jewish.

I made a really yummy dinner today. I made french baguettes, just so I could have fresh bread crumbs for a crusted pork chop. The crust was a spicy mustard, bread crumbs, and butter... and the pork chops were spread with mustard and left to sit for a while. Oh, it was good! Mark raved, the boys chowed, I savored. I did it up with some honeyed carrots, which the kids thought was neat. I posted the recipes on my blog for any interested in a divine pork chop recipe.

On a side note, I think I need to keep my house neater. Today some people from OSI (Office of Special Investigations), sort of base detectives, came by. They are investigating a case involving a family in the neighborhood whom I happen to know, and happen to know what it going on. They were kind of going door to door asking questions, and when they found that I knew the family a bit, they asked if they could come in and talk with me. Well, of course, anything to help my friend. I hadn't swept in a couple of days, there were crumbs on my couch, my dining room looked like someone tried to feed the birds and the birds weren't interested in the leftovers they were throwing. Clothes on the floor, shoes all over. I mean, it's been worse, much worse, before. But this was OSI! They were really nice about it though, and were impressed that I have 3 young boys, and still could find time to bake bread. It was just embarassing... I can keep things nice and clean, organized, caught up, for a couple of weeks and nobody will come by at all except Amanda. The second I let it go, that's when people want to come by on short notice or unexpectedly. Why!?!?!?!?!?

5 comments:

Stephanie said...

I like pork too. We don't buy it very often, but I love it when we do!

Kinda funny about the OSI people coming when your house was messy. That's how it is here too. Mostly, no one comes over. Ever. Whether I clean or not, we just don't ever get visitors. But on the off-chance that someone does come by (the UPS guy today for exampe) it is inevitably when the apartment is a pigsty. Plain and simple. And embarrassing.

Annette said...

Once we were gone and the house was a wreck. Somehow the door got left open and my visiting teacher came by. She went through the whole house and even opened the closets because she thought we must have been murdered or something! At least you don't have to see the OSI people again.

Melinda said...

Because that's just the way things happen, that's why. Wish I had a solution for it, too. (Yesterday we had someone over to measure for carpets and the kitchen, bath and living room were clean but the rooms, the ones being measured, were disaster zones!)

That pork sounds divine!

Rachel H. said...

AMEN! WHY, WHY, WHY does this happen? Blows me away--

Farrell Family said...

Sounds like it happens to all of us...all the time. It really is one of those mysteries of the universe. But at least you don't know them.
I'm excited to check out your recipe blog for all the new recipes.