so in an attempt to be healthier and eat regular meals, i purchased a crockpot cookbook. i figured that if we are so busy, it be nice to arrive home to dinner — ready to eat! plus, the house would smell all yummy.
this morning i left the house quite proud of myself, i must admit. i had a 7:15 staff meeting, which meant i had to be out of the house by 6:30 at the latest. i made it — no problem. what was so great, was that i had put together a crockpot meal before leaving. beef and broccoli…mmm, the picture looked so enticing. i got it all ready, and i put the crock into the refrigerator, with instructions for ty to add the broccoli and turn it on before he left for work. don’t worry–he did his job correctly!
this evening i arrived home from the gym (the first time back since i don’t know when) very hungry. we were eager to delve into our tasty dinner. at first glance, it did appear tasty. we dished up our plates, adding a few of those tasty chow mein noodles as a side! oh, the pain of disappointment. i’ve never had such pasty rice, the broccoli seemed over done, and the short ribs (as called for in the recipe) were not tender. the chow mein noodles ended up being the best part of the meal!!
we both ate some, however ty heated up some leftover fajita chicken and made himself a couple fajitas. i tried, but just couldn’t eat anymore mush…so i headed to the kitchen. what to eat now? it didn’t take me long, and i had two slices of white bread, buttered perfectly, and covered in hagel–one dark chocolate and the other the fruity colored kind. yep. this is my kind of meal :) bread, butter, and hagel.
if you aren’t familiar with hagel, it’s a dutch treat. they are sprinkles, which come in a number of flavors — and no, the sprinkles you can buy to frost cookies are not even close in flavor. i grew up eating this special treat at my grandpa and grandma dekker’s farm-house. we were only allowed two slices of hagel bread at a meal (usually lunch). my cousins and i did our best to put as much hagel on each slice as we could (we’d wait for the “enough” from mom or dad, or occasionally g’ma). if we got it just right, we could weasel a third slice of bread, butter, and hagel by collecting the sprinkles which had fallen off the other slices onto our plate. oh, it was a heavenly treat to me! it sure takes me back. it was a special treat, only to be eaten at g’ma and g’pas house. now i live in western michigan and don’t need to wait for a relative to buy a supply from the midwest and bring it to the washington farmhouse. i can buy it right at meijer!
it occurs to me as i ramble on that i had bread, butter, and hagel for breakfast too! yep, i ate it as i was putting dinner in the crockpot! i think i should have stayed at the gym a little while longer…