It's been a while since I've posted anything, so here I am. Several weeks ago, Faith posted about all the foods I dislike. Here is a list of the stuff I do like. Bear in mind that this list is not all inclusive, but includes some of my favorites. Also, if an item is listed with a specific name or recipe, it means I have committed hours of research and taste-testing to come to that conclusion. Not that I’m a culinary snob or anything. So, in alphabetical order, here they are:
Banana Pudding (Mom’s recipe is the best)
Blue Berries (only plain, not cooked into anything) (the wild bush in my parent’s front yard is the best I’ve ever had)
Boston Lettuce / Callamatta Olive / Artichoke Heart / Romano Salad
Bratwurst
Buttermilk Biscuits (Faith’s recipe is the best)
Caleb Roselle’s Baked Ham
Chicken & Biscuits (The ladies of the Warren Center community building make the best)
Chicken Soup (Jo Roselle makes a killer recipe)
Concorde Grapes
Crème Brule (L’Adour, Jimmy’s Harbour Side, or Hannah Roselle make the best)
Crepes (The Joy of Cooking’s recipe is the best)
Dewy Meadows Light Amber Maple Syrup
Dewy Meadows Maple Cream
Edy’s Dreamery Vanilla Ice Cream
Greg’s Balsamic Salad Dressing
Greg’s Smashed Potatos
Hebrew National Hot Dogs
Hershey’s Vanilla Milk Shakes
Hummus (Faith’s is the best)
Imported Hard Cheeses (ie. Gruyere, Manchego etc.)
Indian Food (in general)
Italian Food (not so much the Americanized stuff, but real, Italian dishes)
Jelly Belly Jelly Beans (Cappuccino, Strawberry Cheese Cake, Watermelon, Coconut, Buttered Popcorn)
Jonathan Roselle’s Pizza
Jo Roselle’s Chicken Soup
Jo Roselle’s Pot Roast
Lobster Bisque (Jimmy’s Harbor Side and Seldom Blues’ recipes are the best)
Kettle Corn Popcorn (Orville Reddenbacker’s is the best)
Knockwurst
Kozy Shack Rice Pudding
Kraft Macaroni & Cheese
Mango
Mussels
Pene ala Vodka (Faith’s recipe is the best)
Popovers
Potato- Leek Bisque (Faith’s is the best)
Rawdatain Mineral Water (Kuwait)
Reese’s Pieces
Sam Roselle’s Spaghetti Sauce (Faith’s version is the best)
Seafood Bisque (Mom’s recipe is the best)
Straw Berries
Thai Food (in general)
Vanilla Milk Shakes with rainbow sprinkles
Vietnamese Food (in general)
Zapp’s Cajun Dill Potato Chips
Gerg
Two parents, four children, and our adventures in food, music and travel.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Oh what days
Well. My sweater was completed in record time, and it turned out well. I know you were all wondering. (Tongue firmly planted in cheek.)
On to topics more relevant to this blog.
Last week, Greg and I hosted/led our first home group at our apartment. It is focused on worship, which means that I had to practice (gasp!) and pick out songs, type up lyrics, etc. Also, I felt the need to clean (of course) and also bake (count them) 1. banana muffins 2. pound cake 3. a chiffon pie. Someone tell me I was out of my mind. Thank you.
More than likely due to all of this, Andrew decided to go on an all out whining fest, and Elijah wouldn't be satisfied with anything. Here is the innocent Mr. A.:
Looks almost innocent there.
I was completely overwhelmed, and, as anyone would, I just wanted my mom. Thankfully, she happened to be out and called me on her cell. I poured out my woes to her, telling her that I was seemingly trying to impersonate the Martha of the New Testaments, and so she gave me a little talking to, prayed for me, and, well, was just Mommy. Just what I needed.
I still managed to get two of those things baked, along with every other single thing needed. My back was killing me, my feet felt like they'd break down the center and I was exhausted, but the homegroup went well. This is how I got Elijah to cooperate for the last little while of preparation:
He's never even tried a bottle before, but I happened to have some vanilla Soy Silk...
Desperation, I tell you.
Yesterday I took Andrew in for his Well Baby exam and shots. He wasn't very trusting of the Dr.
I brought him into the next room for the shots, and I suddenly remembered why I hate shots so much. They had him lie down on his back on the table, and I crossed his arms over his chest. Then while he was looking up at me, they stabbed him in the legs with three shots. I have to admire them for being quick, but the look on his little face turning from sweet trust to crumpled pain was almost too much for me. I nearly cried too, but thought they doctors would think I was wuss, so I packed it in.
Tomorrow I bring Elijah in. Ask me how I feel about shots then.
On to topics more relevant to this blog.
Last week, Greg and I hosted/led our first home group at our apartment. It is focused on worship, which means that I had to practice (gasp!) and pick out songs, type up lyrics, etc. Also, I felt the need to clean (of course) and also bake (count them) 1. banana muffins 2. pound cake 3. a chiffon pie. Someone tell me I was out of my mind. Thank you.
More than likely due to all of this, Andrew decided to go on an all out whining fest, and Elijah wouldn't be satisfied with anything. Here is the innocent Mr. A.:
Looks almost innocent there.
I was completely overwhelmed, and, as anyone would, I just wanted my mom. Thankfully, she happened to be out and called me on her cell. I poured out my woes to her, telling her that I was seemingly trying to impersonate the Martha of the New Testaments, and so she gave me a little talking to, prayed for me, and, well, was just Mommy. Just what I needed.
I still managed to get two of those things baked, along with every other single thing needed. My back was killing me, my feet felt like they'd break down the center and I was exhausted, but the homegroup went well. This is how I got Elijah to cooperate for the last little while of preparation:
He's never even tried a bottle before, but I happened to have some vanilla Soy Silk...
Desperation, I tell you.
Yesterday I took Andrew in for his Well Baby exam and shots. He wasn't very trusting of the Dr.
I brought him into the next room for the shots, and I suddenly remembered why I hate shots so much. They had him lie down on his back on the table, and I crossed his arms over his chest. Then while he was looking up at me, they stabbed him in the legs with three shots. I have to admire them for being quick, but the look on his little face turning from sweet trust to crumpled pain was almost too much for me. I nearly cried too, but thought they doctors would think I was wuss, so I packed it in.
Tomorrow I bring Elijah in. Ask me how I feel about shots then.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Sandwiches, everyone likes 'em, sandwiches. *
I always assemble sandwiches for Andrew without the top bread, because, what's the point?
Have you ever seen such cuteness?
The third little guy is Monkey, Andrew's very good friend, who just moved away on Friday. =(
* If you are not familiar with this quote, you'd better brush up on your Ghoti Hook trivia. Whoever can name that song will receive special recognition in my next post on top of the fact that you'll know you're cooler than anyone else.
Have you ever seen such cuteness?
The third little guy is Monkey, Andrew's very good friend, who just moved away on Friday. =(
* If you are not familiar with this quote, you'd better brush up on your Ghoti Hook trivia. Whoever can name that song will receive special recognition in my next post on top of the fact that you'll know you're cooler than anyone else.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Fire hat
As promised, here are pics that go in a set with the ones in the previous post.
Andrew's fire hat is always in hand. It's cheap plastic from the fire department in Watertown (we toured it with the moms group), and is cracking all over. I have the pattern for a knit and felted wool fire hat, which I'll probably have to get started on soon. It wouldn't do to be caught hatless!
Today when we came home from the gym, there was a huge tractor trailer moving van (truck?) outside, moving some neighbors out. The workers looked friendly, so I asked if we could explore the truck. They agreed. Andrew spent about 20 minutes of sheer ecstasy running the length of the trailer, feeling the tires and getting his hands all blackened with dirt. Elijah really wanted to crawl around and eat things, but that, of course, wouldn't do.
Andrew's fire hat is always in hand. It's cheap plastic from the fire department in Watertown (we toured it with the moms group), and is cracking all over. I have the pattern for a knit and felted wool fire hat, which I'll probably have to get started on soon. It wouldn't do to be caught hatless!
Today when we came home from the gym, there was a huge tractor trailer moving van (truck?) outside, moving some neighbors out. The workers looked friendly, so I asked if we could explore the truck. They agreed. Andrew spent about 20 minutes of sheer ecstasy running the length of the trailer, feeling the tires and getting his hands all blackened with dirt. Elijah really wanted to crawl around and eat things, but that, of course, wouldn't do.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Knit-tastic
Wow, it's been a while since my last update, and this time you're really not going to believe why. I'm in the knitting Olympics, so for the most part, the only extra stuff I can fit into my day is knitting and blogging about knitting. Sounds insane? Yes. But click >>>HERE<<<. There are over 4000 knitters participating.
The concept is this: we all "declared" our project before the regular Olympics started, and then cast on during the Olympic opening ceremonies. The goal is to finish before the flame goes out on February 26th. It is essentially a competition against ourselves, or our own "best time". I chose to knit my first sweater, along with Sarah D. Go to our blog and cheer us on!
Anyway, I mostly keep my knitting life and family life separate blog-wise, but I figured that I'd just let you all know what's up lately.
This was taken a few weeks ago. There were some shots of Greg and Andrew too, which I'll post in a few days.
Precious sleepy boy.
I had some thoughts about chicken, but I'll save that for another post. Elijah is fussing and there's knitting to be done.
The concept is this: we all "declared" our project before the regular Olympics started, and then cast on during the Olympic opening ceremonies. The goal is to finish before the flame goes out on February 26th. It is essentially a competition against ourselves, or our own "best time". I chose to knit my first sweater, along with Sarah D. Go to our blog and cheer us on!
Anyway, I mostly keep my knitting life and family life separate blog-wise, but I figured that I'd just let you all know what's up lately.
This was taken a few weeks ago. There were some shots of Greg and Andrew too, which I'll post in a few days.
Precious sleepy boy.
I had some thoughts about chicken, but I'll save that for another post. Elijah is fussing and there's knitting to be done.
Friday, February 03, 2006
feeling better...
Since Elijah has four teeth now, I decided it was probably time to start brushing them. Here he is trying it out for the first time. He thought that the brush felt nice, but once I put toothpaste on it, that was just plain disgusting.
I've been feeling very sick for the last few days, and just today am starting to feel normal again. On Wednesday one of my friends here called me and heard that I was sick (dry heaving and all that good stuff), so she brought over chicken soup and fruit salad for dinner. I think that is truely one of the kindest things someone has ever done for me. Lydia is so thoughtful.
Just a few minutes ago two of the maitanence guys from our complex office showed up to check our electric stuff. Of course I'm still in my pajamas and slippers with a bandana and glasses. Ugg! Also, of course my fuse box is also in the laundry room, which currently smells exactly like Sick Baby Laundry. Oh goodness. These things happen. At least the house was otherwise tidy and my bed was made.
I've been feeling very sick for the last few days, and just today am starting to feel normal again. On Wednesday one of my friends here called me and heard that I was sick (dry heaving and all that good stuff), so she brought over chicken soup and fruit salad for dinner. I think that is truely one of the kindest things someone has ever done for me. Lydia is so thoughtful.
Just a few minutes ago two of the maitanence guys from our complex office showed up to check our electric stuff. Of course I'm still in my pajamas and slippers with a bandana and glasses. Ugg! Also, of course my fuse box is also in the laundry room, which currently smells exactly like Sick Baby Laundry. Oh goodness. These things happen. At least the house was otherwise tidy and my bed was made.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Healed with a Kwiss
Our little fellows are still sick. Last night Elijah woke up every hour-or two hours to cry, nurse a little and then fall back into a fitful sleep. Today he's only taken one 15 minute nap so far, so I'm a little worn. However, I have two funny stories for you from the past week.
The first has to do with this picture.
On Wednesday night last week, we got home from somewhere, and the boys started playing with Andrew's black, toddler sized "truck" that I found by the dumpster in Watertown (if you remember the story and the pictures). I went into the other room for a minute. Greg took Andrew into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and I became aware of the sound of someone still playing with the truck in the living room. When I went back in there to check, I saw Elijah, on his hands and knees (he started crawling a little last week!), picking at the front of the truck. I picked him up and saw that he was covered in drool and sparkly stuff (it's hard to see the sparkles in the picture, but I'm sure you can see the drool). Upon further inspection I noticed that the glittery headlight stickers were partially missing... yup, you've got the rest of the story.
On Friday I was doing something on the computer and Andrew came over to me, upset about something. "Need THIS!" he kept shouting, pointing up towards my head. I couldn't imagine what. My head? The cealing? The window? What? What? I leaned down. "Show me."
"Need THIS" he said, pointing to my lips.
"You need my lips?"
"Need kwiss"
"You want me to kiss your lips?"
"No, kwiss my teef!"
As it turns out, he'd bumped his teeth on something, and so of course the only way to heel an "ouch" is with a kiss. How could I have been so dense?
The first has to do with this picture.
On Wednesday night last week, we got home from somewhere, and the boys started playing with Andrew's black, toddler sized "truck" that I found by the dumpster in Watertown (if you remember the story and the pictures). I went into the other room for a minute. Greg took Andrew into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and I became aware of the sound of someone still playing with the truck in the living room. When I went back in there to check, I saw Elijah, on his hands and knees (he started crawling a little last week!), picking at the front of the truck. I picked him up and saw that he was covered in drool and sparkly stuff (it's hard to see the sparkles in the picture, but I'm sure you can see the drool). Upon further inspection I noticed that the glittery headlight stickers were partially missing... yup, you've got the rest of the story.
On Friday I was doing something on the computer and Andrew came over to me, upset about something. "Need THIS!" he kept shouting, pointing up towards my head. I couldn't imagine what. My head? The cealing? The window? What? What? I leaned down. "Show me."
"Need THIS" he said, pointing to my lips.
"You need my lips?"
"Need kwiss"
"You want me to kiss your lips?"
"No, kwiss my teef!"
As it turns out, he'd bumped his teeth on something, and so of course the only way to heel an "ouch" is with a kiss. How could I have been so dense?
Saturday, January 28, 2006
A life more simple
Yesterday morning I woke up at 5:30 to the sound of Andrew, coughing violently. As it turns out, it was also Elijah. Not sure where they got it from, but now they have fevers too. Anyway, Greg was at work, of course, and I had to get out of the house, so we went to the grocery store, which is right down the street. As soon as I put the little guys in the "car cart", there were smiles all around, and people kept stopping to say hello. This may have been why:
Do ya think?
Since moving here, I've slowed down with my posting. To those of you who have sent me emails, I apologize that I'm terrible with timely responses. I am trying to catch up, and will get back to you (Alicia!!) as soon as possible.
Here is a slice of our lives since moving to GA in the first week of October.
The first Sunday we were here, we started going to this big church near us (well, big for NY state -- about 500 people).
Within two weeks, I was leading the worship for Wednesday nights.
Soon after, I was asked to be on the worship team on Sunday mornings as a vocalist, and Greg started running sound for their second Sunday service.
A few weeks after that, I was asked to direct the music (and choose the songs) for the Christmas play, and Greg was asked to volunteer as sound guy.
I started a moms of preschoolers/babies group (not MOPS, but same idea, just independant), and we meet at least twice a week for playgroup and Bible study.
Since getting back from Christmas vacation, I've joined a gym with two of my friends, and we work out almost every morning. Free childcare, and we're all getting back into shape!
Also, besides knitting (of course for all the Christmas gifts this year!) and crocheting, which I've mentioned before, I've also taken up spinning and dying my own yarn. Don't believe me? Check here. Yes, I'm obsessed, but it's amazing.
I'm going to try to post more (although I didn't make any New Year's resolutions!!), but since I've been neglecting this blog so much, I just wanted to let you all know why. Our lives are great, but busy! We love what we're doing, and it would be so cool if we had more hours in the day to get even more of everything done. We say "no" to suggested obligations all the time, so imagine how much more could have been on this list! This, believe it or not, is our simplified life.
Do ya think?
Since moving here, I've slowed down with my posting. To those of you who have sent me emails, I apologize that I'm terrible with timely responses. I am trying to catch up, and will get back to you (Alicia!!) as soon as possible.
Here is a slice of our lives since moving to GA in the first week of October.
The first Sunday we were here, we started going to this big church near us (well, big for NY state -- about 500 people).
Within two weeks, I was leading the worship for Wednesday nights.
Soon after, I was asked to be on the worship team on Sunday mornings as a vocalist, and Greg started running sound for their second Sunday service.
A few weeks after that, I was asked to direct the music (and choose the songs) for the Christmas play, and Greg was asked to volunteer as sound guy.
I started a moms of preschoolers/babies group (not MOPS, but same idea, just independant), and we meet at least twice a week for playgroup and Bible study.
Since getting back from Christmas vacation, I've joined a gym with two of my friends, and we work out almost every morning. Free childcare, and we're all getting back into shape!
Also, besides knitting (of course for all the Christmas gifts this year!) and crocheting, which I've mentioned before, I've also taken up spinning and dying my own yarn. Don't believe me? Check here. Yes, I'm obsessed, but it's amazing.
I'm going to try to post more (although I didn't make any New Year's resolutions!!), but since I've been neglecting this blog so much, I just wanted to let you all know why. Our lives are great, but busy! We love what we're doing, and it would be so cool if we had more hours in the day to get even more of everything done. We say "no" to suggested obligations all the time, so imagine how much more could have been on this list! This, believe it or not, is our simplified life.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
The curious ways of Greg
Greg will try anything multiple times, even if his experience with that flavor or food is bad every time. He hopes he will learn to like each new thing that is brought to the table. After many tries in many different settings in the past 4-1/2 years of marrage, here is the running list that I have to keep in my head of things that Greg, even after many tries, just doesn't like these ingredients or dishes:
Chicken on the bone (but loves chicken soup and chicken based soups)
White chicken meat
Lima beans
Brussle sprouts
Eggplant
Tomato based soups (although he likes tomato soup)
Nuts in things, especially baked goods (although he will occasionally enjoy a main dish with nuts in it if the crunching doesn't disrupt too many of his bites. He likes pesto with pignoli nuts.)
Okra
Collards
Artichoke (unless it's the canned, pickled kind)
Apples (unless they're baked, but not in a pie)
Pie (or anything with pie crust)
Any ice cream besides Edy's Dreamery Vanilla (only available in pint-sized -- you should try it, it's that good)
Cantolope
Pears with skin on (the skin makes his teeth sticky)
Soda, esp. cola (although he'll occasionally enjoy a good quality root beer, cream soda or black cherry)
Squash
Bananas that are not mostly green
Yogurt (although he's starting to come around a little with that one)
Wine (except one super expensive white [name unknown] that a General bought for him one night at dinner)
Beer (he'll give it another go in Germany though -- we've heard it's a whole 'nother world of beer there)
Pomogranite
Celery
Lemon (hints of it in a dish is fine. Lemon bread is not.)
Chocolate
Cinnamon candy (although he likes real cinnamon in/on stuff, including savory dishes like in Greek and Indian food)
My mom's honey whole wheat bread (which I make, and haven't met anyone else in the world who doesn't love it)
Cake (even pound cake!)
Dried Coconut (he likes coconut flavor, but hates the texture of coconut flakes)
Pancakes (but loves crepes)
Bacon (loves turkey bacon though)
Liver
Steak (too troublesome with all the cutting and the chewing)
Cottage cheese (although I've whirled it in a blender as part of casseroles and he thought it was good all together, and he does like cheese curds)
Squash (except summer squash and zuccini, and then mostly only when I make it)
Sweet potato/yams
Pumpkin
Pizza (except Jonathan's and sometimes mine)
Honey
Cookies that are hot from the oven
Parmesan cheese (although he likes Romano)
Bleu Cheese
Brie Cheese
Avacado
Hot tea (except Chai)
Sweet tea
Candy (he'll spring for the occasional reeses pieces or jelly bellys, but only likes them right then in the moment after he buys them -- doesn't like to keep them around)
Also, he only likes to eat dessert "on his own terms". Meaning, only if he thought of it/made it/wanted it first.
For those of you who have actually stuck with me here and read through the massive list, you may wonder if he'll eat anything at all. The wierd thing is, he does enjoy many, varied foods -- just not those. =)
Also, for those of you who've just decided never to have us for dinner, don't dispair. Greg will almost always eat whatever is set in front of him. And he'll probably never tell you if he thinks it's bad. =)
Chicken on the bone (but loves chicken soup and chicken based soups)
White chicken meat
Lima beans
Brussle sprouts
Eggplant
Tomato based soups (although he likes tomato soup)
Nuts in things, especially baked goods (although he will occasionally enjoy a main dish with nuts in it if the crunching doesn't disrupt too many of his bites. He likes pesto with pignoli nuts.)
Okra
Collards
Artichoke (unless it's the canned, pickled kind)
Apples (unless they're baked, but not in a pie)
Pie (or anything with pie crust)
Any ice cream besides Edy's Dreamery Vanilla (only available in pint-sized -- you should try it, it's that good)
Cantolope
Pears with skin on (the skin makes his teeth sticky)
Soda, esp. cola (although he'll occasionally enjoy a good quality root beer, cream soda or black cherry)
Squash
Bananas that are not mostly green
Yogurt (although he's starting to come around a little with that one)
Wine (except one super expensive white [name unknown] that a General bought for him one night at dinner)
Beer (he'll give it another go in Germany though -- we've heard it's a whole 'nother world of beer there)
Pomogranite
Celery
Lemon (hints of it in a dish is fine. Lemon bread is not.)
Chocolate
Cinnamon candy (although he likes real cinnamon in/on stuff, including savory dishes like in Greek and Indian food)
My mom's honey whole wheat bread (which I make, and haven't met anyone else in the world who doesn't love it)
Cake (even pound cake!)
Dried Coconut (he likes coconut flavor, but hates the texture of coconut flakes)
Pancakes (but loves crepes)
Bacon (loves turkey bacon though)
Liver
Steak (too troublesome with all the cutting and the chewing)
Cottage cheese (although I've whirled it in a blender as part of casseroles and he thought it was good all together, and he does like cheese curds)
Squash (except summer squash and zuccini, and then mostly only when I make it)
Sweet potato/yams
Pumpkin
Pizza (except Jonathan's and sometimes mine)
Honey
Cookies that are hot from the oven
Parmesan cheese (although he likes Romano)
Bleu Cheese
Brie Cheese
Avacado
Hot tea (except Chai)
Sweet tea
Candy (he'll spring for the occasional reeses pieces or jelly bellys, but only likes them right then in the moment after he buys them -- doesn't like to keep them around)
Also, he only likes to eat dessert "on his own terms". Meaning, only if he thought of it/made it/wanted it first.
For those of you who have actually stuck with me here and read through the massive list, you may wonder if he'll eat anything at all. The wierd thing is, he does enjoy many, varied foods -- just not those. =)
Also, for those of you who've just decided never to have us for dinner, don't dispair. Greg will almost always eat whatever is set in front of him. And he'll probably never tell you if he thinks it's bad. =)
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Sleepy head
Happy Festival Of Sleep Day! Celebrate by going to bed right now!!
Still here? Oh. Ok. New news: Elijah got up on his hands and knees to "rock" a week ago, and has been doing that ever since. Exciting? Yeah, I thought so. Now go to bed.
Still here? Oh. Ok. New news: Elijah got up on his hands and knees to "rock" a week ago, and has been doing that ever since. Exciting? Yeah, I thought so. Now go to bed.
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