Just thinking about posting this recipe makes me want to go upstairs and get the leftover meatloaf out of the fridge and eat it on a sandwich. Or just cold. Or any way at all.
I’ve always been a big fan of meatloaf. I really, really, really love it. As a kid, my mom would fix it with mashed potatoes and a vegetable (green bean casserole, anyone?), and I would slather it with ketchup. So freaking delicious. I know it’s a bit proletarian of me, but hey, it’s who I am, and meat (and meat in loaves) is what I love.
I adapted this recipe from the Quaker Oatmeal Prize-Winning Meatloaf that I found on Epicurious.com.
1-1/2 pounds lean ground beef or turkey
3/4 cup Quaker Oats (I use old fashioned)
3/4 cup finely chopped onion
1/2 cup ketchup
1 egg, lightly beaten
1 tbsp deli mustard
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 teaspoon Italian seasoning
salt and pepper to taste
Bake on 350 for about 50 minutes.
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I’m officially back at work. Well, if you consider part time official. I consider it official, since I have a full time job at home (being a mom), and a thirty hour a week work from home/work at work job. It’s a lot to manage, and it feels pretty official to me.
I like it. I like it more than I thought I would.
I like it because we do fun things at work, like guided meditation and small group activities for training. I like it because the students we teach and guide are smart, funny, passionate, and unique. They break stereotypes. They learn, and we learn from them.
I like it because my coworkers are excited to see me, and there’s always someone to sit down and eat lunch with.
I like it because my work serves a good purpose. If I can convince one student to pursue his or her dream, finish college, or love a book, I’ve done good in this world. And I want to keep doing that.
I like it because I have a new role that I’m excited about. I will still be teaching, but I will be designing and observing classes. And that is really cool.
I like it because my coworkers are smart and insightful, and they inspire me to grow. I like it because I work with other working moms and dads who love their kids and make time for their families. I like it because they share their experiences with me. I like it because I work with some of my best friends, mentors, and people that I truly admire. My coworkers are a gift.
I like it because it is a part of me that is not mom. And that’s okay. It is a part of me that is me, and that is beautiful.
I like it because, when I get home, Sam smiles at me, and I remember how much I’ve missed him all day.
I like being at work because it gives structure to my life. It is a challenge, but it is good and real and solid.
It’s good to be back.
Next week, I will be twenty-nine years old. You will turn five months old.
I get emotional about a lot of things, and this is certainly one of them. I am growing up, and you are now growing beside me. This is certainly a universal phenomenon among parents, but it doesn’t make it any less significant to me. You amaze me every day.
Today, at work, we talked about our gifts and wounds — the things in our lives that have shaped our identity. (You will early on come to realize that I’m a lot more touchy feely than your dad, and that I’ve also chosen such a profession for myself. Anyway.) I talked about my wounds — never fitting in anywhere, being ashamed of some parts of myself — and my gifts — writing, books, my time abroad, my relationship with your dad, and of course, you. You are the greatest gift that I have ever received. What is better is that your father and I made you. In December 2009, you were nothing. In January of last year, you were the very smallest something. And now you are here, a smiling, laughing, babbling, sometimes screaming five month old baby.
Last night, I read one of the posts I wrote while I was pregnant with you. I wrote it the night before we found out that you would be a boy. It seems so long ago, but it wasn’t even a year. I wanted to let you know how glad I am that you are a boy — more than that, I am glad that you are you. I am beginning to know you now, and you are a beautiful little person. You love looking at us, watching us, and smiling at us. You laugh when I rub lotion on you, and when we are close to you, you touch our faces with grave interest. You’ve also become interested in Leela’s comings and goings, though she still has very little desire to be close to you. For her, you are still a strange small thing that doesn’t move properly. When you grab her ears, she seems frightened. Don’t worry — I think that soon you will be the best of friends. I hope.
I tell you this because I see in you a kind, smart person with a tremendous curiosity and a good sense of humor. I see in you a future, whatever form it takes. One day, you will be taller than me, and bigger, and stronger. One day, it will be you who turns twenty-nine. Perhaps you will look at the world around you and feel it starting to make sense. Maybe it still won’t. I hope you do good in this world, as I try to.
Sam, whatever disagreements we may have, I thank you for being a part of my growing up. My life has changed so much since I saw two pink lines on the pregnancy test a little over a year ago. I couldn’t have predicted how much I would change or how much I would love you. As I said, I suppose it’s a pretty universal phenomenon among parents. But it doesn’t make it any less meaningful in my life. You have made my twenty-eighth year of life the best and the most beautiful.
I love you.
What’s up … it’s almost February! Since it’s a short month, I’m going to put myself to a challenge again to post something each day. Sam is now going to bed around 7PM, so I have no excuse not to post a little something in the evenings.
I’m going to start posting a recipe of the week on Mondays — not because I’m a genius chef, but because every mom (and dad) need quick, easy, healthy recipes that will keep them nourished (and later, a child!). Nutrition is especially important when you are pregnant or nursing. And you need something easy and quick, right? So yes, recipes I shall share.
Last night, I prepared what will surely become a staple recipe in our house, so I’m going to share it with you. I found it on the back of a box of broth that I picked up at Harris Teeter. It looked so yummy I had to try it! I was picking up broth as a butter substitute, as I am trying to eliminate dairy (butter in this case) from my diet (Sam seems to have a reaction to it … more on that in another post). Broth is yummy and low fat, and it makes vegetables, potatoes, rice, pasta, stews and soups taste really fantastic. So I snagged some plain chicken broth as well as some College Inn White Wine and Herb Broth. This stuff smells so super good, and tastes wonderful! I’m glad I picked it up on a whim.
I went off of the recipe on the back of the box, picking up what I needed while I was still at HT. I made a few adjustments to it, and will share those with you here.
Cook time: 20 ish minutes
Serves: two hungry adults and a couple of Ziploc containers of leftovers
- 1 cup College Inn White Wine and Herb Culinary Broth
- 1 can of Italian style diced tomatoes (store brand was what I got)
- 1 lb. boneless, skinless chicken breast cut into cubes
- 1 can chickpeas
- 2 Tbsp. olive oil
- 2 tsp. dried rosemary
- a dash or so of whatever tickles your fancy — I added Herbs de Provence, celery salt, black pepper
- 2 tsp. chopped garlic (I have one of those giant jars of chopped garlic in the fridge … always useful!)
- 1 can artichoke hearts
- 1/2 cup black olives
- rice, egg noodles, or couscous
Put your olive oil in a nice big skillet, heat it up on medium-high, and add your garlic to sizzle for a bit. Throw in your chicken cubes for about a minute. Add chickpeas and cook about 3 minutes. Add rosemary, Herbs de Provence and whatever spices you love; cook 2 minutes. Stir in tomatoes, artichoke hearts, olives and broth. Simmer 10 minutes or until chicken is no longer pink. Serve over couscous, noodles or rice.
Note: If you can’t find the College Inn broth, you could add white wine to some chicken broth and simmer for a while with carrots, onions, oregano, rosemary, thyme and a bit of celery salt. Might not taste exactly the same, but I bet it would be quite good!
So VERY easy, very nutritious, and quite delightful!
For other recipes — I’m going to give a shout-out to a friend of a friend who became my Facebook friend — visit Cafe Coco. She’s got a little more on the ball than I have in the food way, so enjoy her blog!
And I hope you enjoy some Mediterranean Chicken too.
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I’m a liberal feminist that believes that liberal, feminist ideals should gel with embracing your gender and motherhood (if that’s what you feel like doing). I support all kinds of moms and dads and parents. Oh and, although I totally love that natural vibe and not harming the environment, I supplement my organic milk and fresh fruits and veggies with the occasional Twix, the frequent Oreo, and the daily Coke Zero. I’m opinionated, not easily offended, and a loudmouth in person and on the internet. I am what I am. Welcome.