Chicken
Mushrooms
Onions
Orange & green bell peppers
Brocolli
Sweet potato
Pineapple chunks
Teriyaki sauce
Rice
The sweet potato was the only one left from a bag of freshly dug up, from a friend passing through from Georgia. It was a big bag, make no mistake. This was between Thanksgiving and Christmas It was starting to look a little dry, so I decided to add it in. Not even baking it in the oven could bring out the sugars in it, but the sweetness from the teriyaki sauce turned the dry shriveling thing into a delicious addition.
There were onions and peppers that had seen their first found in fajitas earlier in the week, but, and not crispy like I would have made them fresh. They had been left unseasoned, in anticipation of using in other dishes. I didn't want Mexican in my (not Mexican) leftovers.
The canned pineapple chunks contain just enough pineapple juice for one sweet, refreshing cup. The broccoli was freshly steamed. All of that was placed over a bed of rice with some teriyaki sauce poured over. It was actually tasty and there are no more leftovers to finish! Success!
I did a nice ending with some Wigle Whiskey Landlocked Spiced Rum; it finished off the pineapple juice from dinner, then added a bit of the spiced rum and a splash of grenadine. Yummy! It is time to make a run for the distillery! You know the price is right!
We got our snow furries, which probably was less than a hundred flakes, it even melted off the sidewalks. I suppose I should be grateful as the rest of the country getting snowed in, but, I still haven't got enough to build a snowman. No snow, but, there is always a flower that I can count on. #alwaysaflower
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
The Naming of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
TS Elliot