I used to think Food
Network’s Semi-Homemade show was lame and kind of a cop out. Then I had kids…funny how your perspective
changes. At the same time that I want to
provide them with healthy nutritious meals and snacks, if I try to do
everything, I will literally have a nervous breakdown.
Digression: My mother
recently told me a story about some friend or neighbor she knew way back
when. Said friend or neighbor had one
child and kept everything ridiculously tidy.
As in bathed the child every time he or she ate something. This person then had a second child and
attempted to keep up the same crazy-ass standard. She had a nervous breakdown. True story.
Anyway, my point is,
trying to do it all will literally send you to the nuthouse. (Do nuthouses still exist? I don’t really know, but either way, the men
in white coats will come to take you away, he he.)
So the other day, I
made pulled pork for dinner. It was
flipping delicious, and no, I will not be sharing the recipe. It’s my sister’s recipe, and it’s her secret
recipe. I mean, she shared it with me
because I’m her sister and I’m totally awesome.
Also she shared it with everyone who came to the reception following my
children’s baptism, so if you were there, you got it. Otherwise, I can’t help you.
So anyway, I followed
the recipe as dictated (orally, never in writing), and it is, itself, a
semi-homemade recipe. As a side dish, I
served coleslaw that I bought…in a bag…at a big box store. There’s a chance I’m not as crunchy as I
thought I was.
Now, yes, the coleslaw
was a purchased mix of shredded cabbage and carrots, and it wasn't even organic (gasp!) but at least I made the dressing for
it myself. It was a simple mix of lemon
juice, olive oil, salt and sugar.
Anyway, that’s the kind
of semi-homemade I like. Pulled pork in
the crockpot and a side of coleslaw…but the bread I served it on was
homemade. I live for the small
wins.
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