Frenzied Daddy

We’re on Weight Watchers again. While it’s $17 a month for one person, it’s saving us that much in milk alone. Generally, we go through 4-5 gallons of milk a week. And when milk is more expensive than gasoline, that’s a lot of money. I get emails from Weight Watchers with recipes, and yesterday I made this:

Summery Ratatouille
Combine 6 large tomatoes, chopped; 4 medium zucchini, thinly sliced; 2 large onions, thinly sliced; 2 bell peppers, seeded and chopped; 2 garlic cloves, minced; 1 large eggplant, chopped; 2 teaspoons dried basil; 2 teaspoons dried oregano; salt; and ground pepper to taste in a slow cooker. Cover and cook on high until tender, 4-5 hours. Makes 6 servings, 1 cup each.

When I told Miss B that we were having Ratatouille for dinner, she said she didn’t want to “eat a poor little cute fuzzy rat.” I just raised my eyebrows at her. Then when Ms B asked, and I told her the same thing, she said “I’m not eating rat.”

Just what do these people think I feed them, anyway?

So, finally, I went up and put everything in the crockpot. I had an “nearing expiration” bag of spinach and tossed that in, and with it about a cup of red wine. And told them that the next person who asked what was dinner, I was sending to the kitchen to stir the “Rat Stew.” Nobody asked. When dinner was ready, everyone except Miss K had a bowl. It was “ok,” but needed salt. It went well with the grilled cheese sandwiches. I doubt I’ll make it again.

I wonder how they’ll take to this?

Pineapple BBQ Flank Steak
Peel and shred 2 medium sweet potatoes and place them in the slow cooker. Lay a 1-pound flank steak, well trimmed, on top. In a large bowl, combine 1 small onion, finely chopped; one 8-ounce can crushed pineapple in juice; 1/2 cup reduced-sodium chicken broth; 1 teaspoon ground dry ginger; 1/4 cup reduced-sodium jarred barbecue sauce; 1 tablespoon honey; 2 teaspoons Dijon mustard; salt; and ground pepper to taste. Pour this mixture over the steak. Cover and cook on high until the steak is tender enough to shred, using two large forks, about 6-7 hours. Makes 4 servings, about 1 cup each.

These recipes can be found here.

Are yummy delicious blueberries still considered healthful when baked with …brown sugar, oats and butter and served with vanilla ice cream?

… have lead me to this point.
The last two times I’ve gone in to donate blood, the screener has reported that I have a somewhat regular arrhythmia. Both times, less than ten skips per minute, both times they suggested I talk to my doctor. Neither time did they actually turn me down. I had to make an appointment this past Monday in order to get my prescriptions refilled, and so also brought up the heart thing. Actually I had to go back in to discuss it. I was mildly distressed to learn that not only was I ten pounds over what I thought I weighed (243 instead of 233, which is too high anyway), but also that my blood pressure was slightly elevated (like in the 145 over 95 zone) I thought this was because of the day.

When they ran the EKG on me, they didn’t find any arrhythmia, but my heart shows evidence of high blood pressure. So I need to go back in a few weeks for another check. What the hell? I’m glad I went back in for the EKG but … hypertension? Old people get that! I’m not old, dammit! Actually I’m more upset about the aging than I am about the hypertension itself. If I’m going to live with high blood pressure, I have to make some dietary changes (which will help with that freaking fat butt too ). You know, eating more fruits and vegetables. Eating less hamburgers. It’s the DASH diet.

Not to be outdone, Mrs B started complaining last night about pain in her chest and shooting arm pains. Oh and nausea. And feeling clammy. You know, heart attack symptoms. Mrs B’s father had a massive heart attack at 32, so we’re a little sensitive. We rushed her to the hospital and let the doctors have their way. It was a crazy day at the ER and it took us about three hours to get an EKG. Her heart was “normal,” but of course they were going to admit her and run some tests. Instead (because we had the girls and we all had to work in the morning), we came home at 2AM and she made an appointment to see her doctor.

Her doctor says it’s not her heart and is treating her pain with Naproxen. I’m still a little worried but, as I usually do, I’m trusting the doctor to do their job competently.

I’m not the best of cooks, I admit. I am, however, my family’s main cook. I’m not in the same league as my friend Julia, who is awesome in the kitchen (and in any other room; she makes me feel as talented as a clam).
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Delicious. I don’t know what “crhme fraiche” is- I’m supposed to add 1 T to the sauce, but I threw in a healthy dollop of sour cream I found in the fridge (Don’t want to even think about how long it’s been there- but hey, how do you know when sour cream is bad anyway)

It’s late, so I sort of threw it together, but it cooked for less than half an hour, cost me about four bucks and will be a great breakfast as well.

Yeah, it’s “shaping up.”

There are three very good reasons for me to start thinking about the food I eat and the work I do- Ms B, Miss B and Baby K. I have a number of Irons in the fire, so I’m not thinking too seriously about starting a new web-hmm … free blog site … naah. But I can start a new topic and work on being a little more rational about the things I do. I’m not a big diet-crazy guy. Atkins, the grapefruit diet, the whole-carbo thing – they don’t do much for me. What’s important to me is something else; “Eat Less, Do More.” So I’m headed in that direction.

Ms B and the girls are going to K Falls a few days before me; I’ll be alone for a couple of days, and here’s a great recipe I won’t need to inflict on Ms B (Who dislikes pork, probably because by the time it’s done enough for her to enjoy eating, it’s dessicated and leathery). Panic Free Pork (yeah there’s a popup. It seems mostly harmless). Basically, take a porkchop, fry it with some apple and simmer it in apple juice until it’s done. And it takes as long as the rice will (about 14 minutes). I like the tip of using the kid-sized apple juices in the cupboard so you won’t have the full bottle of apple juice in the fridge turning into cider. (I always wind up drinking the excess juice. Go figure. ).

in my haha copious heehee free time, I plan to figure out some other ways to catalog a new dedication in my life- shaping up. But for now, I’m going to eat a little better, share some recipes with you darling readers, and go running again.