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Not as planned, having little, if not nothing, to do with the temperature. It has been raining off and on. The electricity went out for a short bit too. I had a flashlight on me as is usually the case. But that one chews through batteries very quickly. I grabbed a few of my oil candles, set them up. Feeling pleased with myself... until I realized there... wasn't a damned thing to do! ;p
It all lit back up rather quickly. I... still had to rethink what was intended. I will want a shower yet tonight. But I wanted tacos. Hmm... the cast iron taco placket needed washed and seasoned. After three seasoning sessions, taking nearly fort five minutes per, I realized that the cast skillet needed the same, and the stove was needing attention.
Sigh. Fine. I just finished the last seasoning, all cleaned to cook with and on. So, in a bit I will begin warming the burger. Then the placket. I will shred what is left of the good lettuce as that heats. Out of sour cream, but I do have cream cheese. No more beans. Just burger, shredded romaine, and cream cheese spread along the saddle of the tortillas, under all. Not sure how it will turn out, but the meat is nicely spiced... a taco from hell to even some Mexican gringos. Carolina reapers.
So, other plans are being held to Monday. A shower though, before I crash. And trash as well as recycling, tomorrow. Plus bagging or rebagging all the bins. Maybe laundry. I still didn't get to those. This time I must. Yeah, a few jobs came up while weather slowed everything down anyway. All good by me. Plus the cast is swell to have back in production.
Oh, I thought the baked beans would jack diabetes. I added a bit more insulin. Sometimes that helps a bit, sometimes it does nothing. At 140, I was... stunned. All good. Yeah, that is an excellent number two and an half hours after sugared literally baked (rebaked) to tacky sugar beans, with or without pork. Sure have gas though! Bad, in every way. Later.
I suppose it's due to my being a Southwest boy, but I have never enjoyed baked beans, sugary or otherwise. I do, on the other hand, enjoy pork with my beans (but absolutely cannot abide canned pork & beans which, among other things, contain practically no pork at all. At least not to my sense of taste. Unless, of course, you count the word "pork" on the can).
ReplyDeleteI was raised on them. It's an Iowa thing? Though, to be honest, they were store-bought, so rarer treats. Most of our food was homemade. Ah, I remember what made them special. They were almost always had at bigger and smaller summertime picnics. It was, even then, one of the rare storebought items on the menu.
ReplyDeleteAs to the pork? Absolutely. In the advertised pork and beans, the pork is usually inedible. I added pork from a shoulder I recently roasted. Other, unsweetened and without "meat", canned beans are mere convenience, if wanted in too short of an order than to soak and cook, or if travelling but with cooking access. Beans fill. A rarity, beans of any sort, as they have gobs of carbs, even when unsweetened. If, oddly, blood sugar was dow to 118 five hours after, as I went for tacos... if the tacos absolutely wrecked my blood sugar. Bah!