I'm on Fire! (in a good way)

I do most of my cooking and prep stuff in one stretch. On Sunday morning I cook some stuff for the week ahead. It’s always simple fare, meatloaf, and casseroles, stuff I know by heart. I roll a bunch of burritos w/whatever is in the fridge and bake a cake or make something sweet (from a mix). That’s how I cook. No fancy schmancy.

I decided to cull my recipe binder full of grandiose ideas and misc menus for unthrown soirees. Armed w/ a list I hit the market while most sensible folk were sleeping in. I don’t even think the devout were in church yet. So, there I was: my counters covered w/ farmer’s market produce, misc. meats ALL the pots, 12 mini colanders, and of course my ramekins. My niece arrived just in time to save me from myself. Thankfully, she is the easiest of all my nieces to Boss, making her the ideal sous chef. We chopped, grated, minced, sauted and steamed. We kicked so much cooking ass! No one lost any digits. No hair was singed. It was a complete success. We even made a Martha recipe for lunch. Stuffed cabbage w/a home made tomato sauce, w/fresh biscuits.