I want the Wobot

Last night my son decided that he did not want Winnie the Pooh. His soft cuddly friend he has been sleeping with since the day he was born.

In fact, when we were making sure the crib was set up just right, we would use Pooh as a stand in for my little cub in my belly.

Tonight he looked at me the firmest eyes and said “Mommy, I want wobot.” I pretended like I didn’t understand and handed him Pooh, like had done every night for two years. He looked at me with the same look I give people when they do something ridiculous and said  with even more emphasis ” WO-BOT MOMMY!”

I gave in, handed him his Robot and retreated to my room to lick my wounds. My baby is becoming a super hero loving toddler. I guess I knew this day would come. At least I still have Thomas the Tank Engine. For now….

When did you know your baby was growing up?

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Coincidentally fits: Daily Prompt: Catapult

Don’t Complain, You Brought This On Yourself”

Every spring since we’ve been married I get so excited about gardening. I love the thought of gardening, I’m just no good at it.

I have tried believe me!  I know what your thinking ….”Just ask someone to sell you the flowers anyone can grow.”  Let’s just say, I’ve tried that and those flowers have died under my care as well. I use to be really hard on myself about this shortcoming since I pride myself on being well rounded.

My Grandma and even my husband’s Grandma would go one and one about how every woman needed and should keep a garden. You know tomatoes, cucumbers, the whole nine yards. I on the other hand never saw this for myself. My mother worked 2 jobs most of my childhood. So while I can shop the deals like nobody’s business, but you will not find me digging in the soil.

None the less, I like the idea of gardening. So without fail when spring comes around I proclaim “this year I will have a garden!”

Last year after my proclamation, I think the whole tray of flowers died before I could plant them. Granted it took me two week to get around to it. So yeah, they died right there in the garage on top of the old speaker box in the corner.

Spring 2017, this was going to be my year. However, before I could make my annual edict to garden more. My husband kindly invites outside to see the work he had done in the yard all weekend. This is usually when he lectures me on not over feeding the plants with miracle grow, or take a conference call outside from time to time to give the plants water, or even moving the potted plants out of the sun so they don’t bake like cookies.

As I  prepared my head to nod in agreement with his laundry list of gardening 101reminders,  I turn around to find POTTED FAKE FLOWERS!!!

Not just any flowers or flowers that would actually grown in pots but absurdities like magnolias that don’t even grow in pots. I was horrified ….

Before I could protest, he looked at me with that adorable cute face and stern eyes and said “don’t complain because you brought this on yourself and when you can show me you can actual grow something, I’ll take them out.”

SMH, my Grandma is rolling over in her grave!

 In fact one day the wind was high and the flowers were in the middle of the yard like memorial.  So what’s the lesson here? I have yet to figure that out.

I still have no motivation to garden but I’m still horrified by these fake flowers. 

I brought this on myself.

Some Like It Hot🔥

So I put my own spin on a version of a one pot Jerk Chicken from African Bites. I have to admit, I thought it was delicious. But my husband on the other hand thought his mouth, tongue, cheek, lips, were completely on fire. In the summer one of our favorite dishes is Jerk Ribs. It’s always a huge hit with guest and an unsuspecting hit in the throat for people who aren’t ready for the heat.

I’m all about WalkersWood. It has great flavor and comes in a less spicy variety in case you live with someone with a sensitive palate (like I do). If you do like a little spice in your life use cautiously and be creative. You’ll find a 101 ways to use this sauce in your Kitchen.

What are your favorite go to sauces?
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Walkswood Spicy Jamaican Sorrel Chutney -7 oz (pack of 6)

The MAMEY Experience

I get a chance to go home to Miami at least once a year. Although I was raised in Miami there is no doubt that my family brought ever tradition, habit, & custom from the MS Delta with her to Sunny South Florida. For the most part, we never had a chance to really enjoy Florida cuisine until we much older.

Last summer during my annual visit, I had a chance to have dinner at a friends house. The kids got a chance to plan while we had dinner and chatted. The food was so good, but dessert blew my mind.

D explained that her husband made a special trip to a special market on the other side of town to get Mamey for us to enjoy.

mamey-fruit-stand photo credit

 

What’s amazing about this very rare fruit is not only the odd look but how sweet the delicate fruit is.

When he sliced it open you could smell the sweetness. The fruit itself looked , to me, much like a sweet potato but the creaminess reminded it me of avocado. and the taste like nothing I had ever had before. It was confusing and delicious…. All at the same time. My husband described the taste more like papaya.

It blew my mind that in all my years, a Florida native, that this fruit had never crossed my path. Its experiences like this that make think about all things I’ve overlooked in life. Has greatness been hiding in plain sight all this time? or has my life really been this vanilla?

Ok, ok… I know its just a fruit.

The suggested way to  enjoy Mamey with a group is as a shake.  Milk + Mamey = Heaven.

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Get the recipe here

 

 

E’rything is Irie

I recently took the time to look around the gourmet cheese section of my local Kroger. after I combed through all the reduced for quick sell baskets, something amazing ( and not on sale of course) caught my eye.

What I found was this amazing cheese called NO WOMAN a sharp cheddar cheese marbled with jerk seasoning & these little surprise bits of crystalized sugar.

I have to admit, this cheese completely changed my snacking life. As a on again, off again weight watcher devotee, I have to say this was completely worth the extra points.

Do yourself a favor… put your kids to bed, pour yourself a glass of red wine, and slice a few pieces of this creamy treat to end your day.
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TEN

  1. Ella- Don’t wear your skirt so short. There’s a time and place for everything
  2. Catherine-Pull it together and don’t go in there acting a fool
  3. Dale- It’s been a long day at work and sometimes you need to unwind
  4. Don-Talk up, I can’t hear you. Have an opinion.
  5. The Twins (Venita & Veronica)- Be grateful for every experience.
  6. Pat- Eat Good FOOD! It takes a long time to make because its worth it.
  7. Ora-Take time to take care of yourself
  8. Marsha- Don’t be afraid to try something new
  9. Debra (my mama)-All you have is your name!
  10. Sandra-I have fun but I DO NOT PLAY!

 

I have 10 women who have impacted my life…Each one of them has made me into the Southern Fried City Girl I am today.

Inspired by the word of the day Ten

Christmas in the Cabin

My Mother, Sister & I have an agreement that we don’t spend more than 72 consecutive hours together. This year we challenged the clock by not only spending 3 days in a cabin together but adding the 7 hour drive together on top of it. We didn’t kill each other, we had a great time, as a matter of fact. We reflected on the year and past memories, we renewed our commitment to future endeavors.  I made a crawfish dressing that everyone was skeptical about but it was amazing! ( recipe here: Crawfish stuffing).

 

The mountains have a peacefulness that really can’t be explained. To think after five days in a cabin with my mom, mother-in-law, sister, hubby, & a toddler. We not only survived but thrived. I don know how you & your family make it through the holidays but we deserve an  via a Standing Ovation

Gyro Fries? Yes Please!

I’m so proud of my little sitter. She’s pretty awesome, but like most millennials she doesn’t see how amazing she really is. Although she doesn’t see her self as a foodie (like her big sis), Liv has managed to find an amazing little bar in Silver Springs, MD.

Of course there are hot wings but this one concoction of old bay & lime is pretty amazing. Its perfectly salty & slightly spicy- paired with a Shock Top (buy 1 get 1). It was a pretty successful happy hour.

Then the bartender suggested the gyro fries. There was brief silence as we both looked at each other & replied ” yes please! we’ll have one of those”!

My sissy made me proud when she said in her very southern pleasantries ” Sir when you bring those fries, another ’round please? … and you can bring the check. Thank you so much (insert smile)”

A girl after my own heart.

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