When you make the sammich, you just fry it (like a grilled cheese sammich, only since you can’t butter both sides of the sammich (well, you could but it would be too much trouble) you just melt some butter into the pan and fry up the sammich that way) till the bread gets all toasty. The peanut butter gets all melty and mixes with the honey. The mix keeps the ingredients on the bread. (Mostly.)
There’s probably some science in there, but it’s just a sammich. If you screw the first one up, just make more until you get it right.
Oh, and Rue wasn’t here. It’s too early in the week.
In college, I used to make a spread of PB & honey for my bagels. It took effort, and worked best when the PB & honey were at room temp, but once mixed, it stayed in the fridge pretty well. Perhaps if you mixed the 2 fluids together before putting them in the sammich and frying…?
Rue doesn’t usually check in til around Thursday so I know that wasn’t him. You can’t fool me you Rue impostor! The sammich sounds good though. I think it’s something Rue would like. I wonder if he’d put bacon on it?
Today is get taxes done day. Like I said yesterday I made appointments for ACBG and me. His is after mine. I’m going to his house when I get through and make supper, cause I’m all nice like that. We’ll be having cubed steak and gravy, field peas, smashed taters (N.O.T.) and either biscuits or cornbread, depending on my mood at the time. It’ll be yummy. Plus cubed steak and gravy is one of ACBG’s favorites so I expect he will show his appreciation in an appropriate and acceptable way.
Lissla just wash enough stuff to get ya through a couple days and go exploring. Why waste a perfectly good transit pass, I say. Better yet, just go buy stuff to wear. You have a good reason because you don’t have anything clean to wear. See, problem solved.
Well, we have to go to a laundromat, so washing only a few things is just as much hassle as washing everything. I think I’ll just do laundry, and then wander for a few hours, and then come home and do more chores.
Expect me to be back with some of that honey citron tea stuff. I’ll make a taste report. I hope it’s good, because they sell it in very large jars.
Lissla, I promise you that if you ever get a washer and dryer in the house, all your problems will be solved. It’s like heaven with fabric softener and without little kids in the roll-ey baskets who won’t get out of your way when you’ve got folding to do.
Last night, I decided to treat myself to a little luxury and made the bed with the satin sheets I bought (on sale, thank you) a couple weeks ago. I’ve never had satin sheets before. It feels absolutely divine, but boy, you really gotta hold onto your pillows. It may have been worth it to see the cat jump up on the bed and then take the blankets with him when he skidded and fell off the other side, though. I’m a mean cat mommy, I think. But it was reeeeeeeeeally funny.
And I realized last night that somewhere between moving and unpacking, I’ve misplaced my W2. That’s bad, right? There’s still a place or two I can look, so I’m not going to request a new one yet, but I should get started on finding that. Not that I’m allowed to do my own taxes, of course. Oh, no. My dad lives to do other people’s taxes now that he’s retired, it seems. I’m convinced he’s secretly got a whole mess o’ money somewhere in my name, and that’s why I’m not allowed to do them. Or at least, that’s the happy little fantasy I have that usually ends with me never having to work again …
You make COOKIESwith chocolate chips. I throw some in my plain oatmeal of a morning, make muffins, double chocolate brownies, throw them in vanilla ice cream…
I just gained 10 pounds listing all that.
Rue --yes, I have bread. Sadly, I am not all that much an Elvis or fried banana sammich gal. I know this knocks me out of contention for any claims to Southerninity that I may have (which is alot, actually). I rend(wrend? rent? aw, I tear) my garments in shame.
Off to dentist with #1 son–to clean off the residue left by the orthodontist (wouldn’tcha think that they would clean that stuff off AT the ortho? It’s their stuff and all–and they’re all hygienistic type people).
Still so very tired from work. Rested a bit yesterday and worked on app. Will go to Kohl’s today, depending on dentist time. Need a haircut desperately, but that’ll have to wait until later in the week. Next week at work is crazy again–I’m on all these committees and to tell the truth-I’m not liking it so much. It’s money. Remember that–money. Draelin -oooh. satin sheets. I always wanted to try them, but was stymied by the lack of friction and the pillows. Are they green as well?
drae, I have a fantasy like that involving my husband but I don’t think it would stand up to the light of day.
I need to vent here for a minute. After I quit smoking, I put on the requisite 15 pounds that I have been spending the past month STRIVING to lose. I walk/run at least four times a week and mostly five for an hour at a go. I am strictly monitoring my caloric intake (less than 1500 cals per day) and even keeping a daily record for the last two weeks. I am extremely frustrated that I have only managed to lose three pounds. THREE POUNDS!!! WTF!!! :mad: I’m done now. Thank you. Suggestions accepted.
No, they’re not green. My choices at the time were white, black, red, and leopard print. Since white sheets will undoubtedly get puked on by a cat and I do not live in a bordello, I chose the black. I have no doubt that tonight I will test the frictionless factor some more by wearing my satin jammies to bed.
Then I will wake up on the floor.
Puggy, no matter how hard I try, I have never been able to lose weight past a certain point. There are twenty pounds I gain and lose consistently every year (winter is my skinny time–I’ll start putting the weight back on come March or so), and I’ve actually stopped caring about it as long as I still fit into my clothes. I have come to the conclusion that some people, yours truly included, were simply meant to be … I’ll be lofty and use “Rubenesque”. Some call me lazy, but I’d rather eat the entire dessert I ordered and have an ass fat enough to cushion me from harm on wooden benches and the like.
put 90% of the chips, chocolate & butterscotch, in a microwave safe bowl. melt them. Add chopped nuts (I like walnuts, but peanuts will do) and raisins and the rest of the chips (for chunkiness). stir to combine.
Spread on parchment paper and chill til hard. Break into chunks for a yummy bark treat.
Drae, anyone who sleeps on satin sheets must learn this song. I have been known to break out in a chorus or two just walking by a display of satin sheets. I might add that this is to the great chagrin of somebody when I do so. It’s just such a fun song to sing whilst lying upon or walking by satin sheets.
I have an alternative to satin! Extremely High Thread Count sheets (EHTCS). Like – 1,000. Can you even imagine. I have 600 TC and they’re like satin. I can’t even imagine the 1,000. But I want them anyway.
Swampy, that’s an old song, right? Martina must have done a cover.
Good morning all. Gee, those satin sheets sound nice. I’m one of those people who prefer a bed served slightly chilled. I’m always turning my pillow over to get the cool side of it. I’m not sure how I’d fare with the lack of friction though. Ellen, when I first read your post, I was wondering how starting more threads on the Dope would be an alternative to satin sheets.
In other news, I’ve officially lost all sense of the passage of time. I think it’s due to a certain event that I reported at the end of last week’s MMP; that happened Sunday morning and it feels like forever ago. Hell, events that I know happened yesterday morning seem like forever ago. It’s adding to the fairly significant disconnect with time I already had … someone’s going to ask me what day it is, and I’ll say, “Uh … 1973?”
For everyone looking for a nice birthday present for me: I would like some 700 thread count sheets. You’ve got lots of time to save up! October’s a long time away!
Some day, Drae, I will have a washer and dryer, and a big enough place for them. It will be awesome.
