The fungus
POT LUCK PHOTO CONTEST W/Farmer Connie
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A lot of you eat them. They are as common as tomatoes. I just can’t. Don’t omit it. Just don’t cook it when I’m visiting!- Thread starter
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Awesome looking! I bet it was delicious. I'm just getting home. I get it on the summary page ASAP.
Thanks @BullChick !
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Vote now or Vote later.
Just please vote before 3/18!
maddysmamaw
Crowing
I can almost smell that! I’ll have some with fresh pico and sour cream, please.
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Totally Awesome entry. Thanks for entering once again. Very easy on the eyes..Well, it seemed like a Frittata day this morning...
We start with some left over pot roast from last night, pork sausage, onion, potatoes, mushrooms, freshly picked spinach, cheese, 18 eggs from the girls, homemade salsa for topping and homemade strawberry jamb for toast.
We're ready to start cooking, oven is pre-heating to 350*
I start off frying up the sausage and then add the pot roast to heat through
While the meat drains on a paper towel, I saute the veg. Here I had to add a half stick of butter as the sausage was extremely lean.
I add the spinach just before the eggs and stir it all in together along with a big hand full of cheese.
Here it's ready to get top dressed with more cheese.
And now it's ready for the oven.
Once the cheese is dark enough for your liking, pull it out and let it rest for 15-30 minutes.
The frittata is served up with a dollop of homemade salsa and a sprig of fresh picked basil, along side a hot cup of coffee and buttered toast with homemade strawberry jam.
This is what was left for snacking on through out the day...
The beauty of the frittata is that it's a blank pallet until you decide what to put in it and how you want it to taste. It's great for turning left overs into something new and fresh.
There was a funny ending to the tabouli salad that I entered....
The day before, our nephew Steve, who we hadn't seen in 30 yrs, called to say he'd be in the area because his son was competing in a college track event nearby. So we invited him to stay here. Or my DH did. I had only met Steve once, as a child. I stayed home to lock up chickens, while they were at the event. I ate early, some of the tabouli and some eggs, and when they returned, they hadn't eaten, so I made the same for them. I set the table w 2 plates, silverware, 2 glasses of water, etc. What families normally do, right? And then in between I set out the bowl of tabouli, which had at least 2 or 3 servings and a big platter of scrambled eggs surrounded by 4 slices of homemade bread. Steve proceeded to take the whole platter and eat it! My jaw dropped. I quickly made my DH another egg and toast, meanwhile, Steve ate all the tabouli too, even tho he had never heard of tabouli or quinoa. I thought, what was he, raised by wolves? Well yes, he's a single father raised by a single father, and I guess he never sat down for a 'normal' family meal. But anyway, I was so annoyed, I left the room and watched TV for the rest of the night, taking the one bottle of wine we had with me, afraid to offer him any of that!
Later I called my DD to vent and she started laughing, and got me laughing about it too.
Next meal, I carefully put food on each plate before serving. And moved the plates as far apart as I could.
Steve left yesterday, thank goodness.
The day before, our nephew Steve, who we hadn't seen in 30 yrs, called to say he'd be in the area because his son was competing in a college track event nearby. So we invited him to stay here. Or my DH did. I had only met Steve once, as a child. I stayed home to lock up chickens, while they were at the event. I ate early, some of the tabouli and some eggs, and when they returned, they hadn't eaten, so I made the same for them. I set the table w 2 plates, silverware, 2 glasses of water, etc. What families normally do, right? And then in between I set out the bowl of tabouli, which had at least 2 or 3 servings and a big platter of scrambled eggs surrounded by 4 slices of homemade bread. Steve proceeded to take the whole platter and eat it! My jaw dropped. I quickly made my DH another egg and toast, meanwhile, Steve ate all the tabouli too, even tho he had never heard of tabouli or quinoa. I thought, what was he, raised by wolves? Well yes, he's a single father raised by a single father, and I guess he never sat down for a 'normal' family meal. But anyway, I was so annoyed, I left the room and watched TV for the rest of the night, taking the one bottle of wine we had with me, afraid to offer him any of that!
Later I called my DD to vent and she started laughing, and got me laughing about it too.
Next meal, I carefully put food on each plate before serving. And moved the plates as far apart as I could.
Steve left yesterday, thank goodness.
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That was a funny story.. thx for sharing. Perhaps the next time you should strap a pail on his head?There was a funny ending to the tabouli salad that I entered....
The day before, our nephew Steve, who we hadn't seen in 30 yrs, called to say he'd be in the area because his son was competing in a college track event nearby. So we invited him to stay here. Or my DH did. I had only met Steve once, as a child. I stayed home to lock up chickens, while they were at the event. I ate early, some of the tabouli and some eggs, and when they returned, they hadn't eaten, so I made the same for them. I set the table w 2 plates, silverware, 2 glasses of water, etc. What families normally do, right? And then in between I set out the bowl of tabouli, which had at least 2 or 3 servings and a big platter of scrambled eggs surrounded by 4 slices of homemade bread. Steve proceeded to take the whole platter and eat it! My jaw dropped. I quickly made my DH another egg and toast, meanwhile, Steve ate all the tabouli too, even tho he had never heard of tabouli or quinoa. I thought, what was he, raised by wolves? Well yes, he's a single father raised by a single father, and I guess he never sat down for a 'normal' family meal. But anyway, I was so annoyed, I left the room and watched TV for the rest of the night, taking the one bottle of wine we had with me, afraid to offer him any of that!
Later I called my DD to vent and she started laughing, and got me laughing about it too.
Next meal, I carefully put food on each plate before serving. And moved the plates as far apart as I could.
Steve left yesterday, thank goodness.
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