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This time I have fresh onion to go, and fresh garlic. I added a package of mushrooms, more for flavor I think. I am cooking the beef, onions, mushrooms, and crushed and slightly diced garlic to kick off the show. After that is finished, I will cook the carrots for a bit, then add the cabbage. Eventually I will mix it all together into a rough stew, perhaps thickening the au jus, or not. It's good either way. And I am cleaning up behind myself, to hopefully limit how much cleanup I will need to do afterwards. Some of my moms, and some of my women, were pros at in-cooking clean up, leaving very little for when they were done. I have a limited skill set in this arena. I know what can be done, I just don't always see it... or do it. I know what I like to eat, and how to make it. The rest of it is, well... it just happens or it doesn't.
I have been pushing. Burning the candle at both ends, and a bit too long. Today won't see much done, other than dinner, most likely. Why I can't sleep though, I don't know. I have worn myself out several of these last days. That has not been enough. I have continued to rise early. So that isn't it. Dunno. I'll have to figure something out before too long. These things fix themselves, but I am trying to be in charge of the fixing. I'm doing well, mostly, save this morning. But even that wasn't too bad with all of the givens put into the calculator.
Tomorrow is a travel day. Not an early one, so I should be okay. I might head up early enough to have lunch first, and maybe look at a cooking specialty store, in order to calm down a bit after the drive. But if I do the drive right, I won't be hitting heavy traffic, which itself will help. I am curious to see just how well my stats will be now that I am on full doses. Yeah, no, I haven't been checking. I've been pushing my sleep once I regained footing. Before that I had no real capacity. Always something. That might go back on my list of things to bring back to regularity. It's mostly just a matter of remembering to do it before I eat or drink anything.
Beef stew sounds good to me. A chuck roast this time, my favorite. Later.
Beef stew does sound wonderful. Save me some. I'll be right over. I'll bring beer for me and chamomile tea for you.
ReplyDeleteThat is an even keel deal. I might sneak a beer or two, but... Hmm, I do have vodka for the tea. That always helps. Save when it doesn't. Bleh. :)
ReplyDeleteI like chamomile tea. But the thought of chamomile tea and vodka makes me shudder.
ReplyDeleteMe too. But I have this odd feeling that our shudders are for different reasons. :)
ReplyDeleteYou should see me shudder when swigging my favored whiskeys or scotches. *sshhuuddeerr* Ew! "Do that again, daddy!", my body says. And so I do. I must. It's for my inner child.
Actually, tequila is best for that, but I end up clearing bars... which... isn't the best of plans. Jar-head drink shacks and tequila was sublime. Tequila, straight up, after about a bottle, made me mean, bad mean. Meh, the marines were usually bored, and it was all in good clean fun.
Danged kids... Fond memories though.