What's for tea at your house tonight?

School of wok Bao Buns

Me and my boy made sugared oranges dipped in dark chocolate.  Unbelievably good!

Some simple pork chops with some salad tonight.

Chicken quesadillas tonight.

Polish sausage and cabbage with red potatoes.  It should be ready by now...

Edited to add: Some of the potatoes need to go a bit longer.  We'll be eating in a half-hour.  Also, it is tasty.

Broccoli/kale/onions/beef stir fry, with a rice pilaf.

Been at the garden weeding all day, and planting leek sets. I could really use a roto-tiller, but there are so many worms it would be genocide. At least they have a chance with the turning fork.  I planted a LOT of leeks today, so hopefully some of them will make it. There are a few stragglers from the first planting, but they are barely holding on.  At least we got some kale and green onions out of the beds - hopefully they're edible!

EDIT: Yes, yes they were.

    Yesterday afternoon, my husband asked the perennial question, "What's for tea?"
    I replied, as usual, "I don't know..." then followed up with, "There's a packet of beef mince in the 'fridge that has tomorrow's date on.  We should probably do something with that."
    "Like what?" he pressed.
    "I dunno... pasta bolognese?"
    "We don't have spaghetti."
    "I know.  That's why I said 'pasta', not 'spaghetti'."  We're both pedants.  I came prepared.  Anyway, long exchange of my suggestions being shot down ended with me at my wit's end, joking, "Salisbury steak?"
    He paused.  "What's that?"
    I laughed, then Googled and showed him, explaining as I did that I'd only ever had it as cheap ready meals, had never made it, and "steak" is not an accurate description.  Unexpectedly, he wanted it, so I found a recipe and made it.  He loved it.  Now he's pleased to have another meal in our rotation.

Salisbury steak.  Who knew?

    Yesterday afternoon, my husband asked the perennial question, "What's for tea?"
    I replied, as usual, "I don't know..." then followed up with, "There's a packet of beef mince in the 'fridge that has tomorrow's date on.  We should probably do something with that."
    "Like what?" he pressed.
    "I dunno... pasta bolognese?"
    "We don't have spaghetti."
    "I know.  That's why I said 'pasta', not 'spaghetti'."  We're both pedants.  I came prepared.  Anyway, long exchange of my suggestions being shot down ended with me at my wit's end, joking, "Salisbury steak?"
    He paused.  "What's that?"
    I laughed, then Googled and showed him, explaining as I did that I'd only ever had it as cheap ready meals, had never made it, and "steak" is not an accurate description.  Unexpectedly, he wanted it, so I found a recipe and made it.  He loved it.  Now he's pleased to have another meal in our rotation.

Salisbury steak.  Who knew?

  Didn't he spend a lot of time in Salisbury?  Only natural he would like the steak.  I didn't think it was a thing outside of TV dinners. 

  Didn't he spend a lot of time in Salisbury?  Only natural he would like the steak.  I didn't think it was a thing outside of TV dinners. 

It's an American dish, apparently, though it's probably a variation of a German dish called Hamburg Steak.  It's called Salisbury steak after the man who invented it (James Salisbury), and has no connection to the English city.

leftover Chinese takeaway from last night... meat combination Udon noodles, tarted up with extra chilli oil.

It's tuesday so you know what that means....TACOS

Salisbury steak.  Who knew?

My husband loves it too after I made it for him! 

Last night we got some store bought ice cream cones and tarted them up by adding extra chocolate.  Poured a bunch down the middle to stop the ice cream leaking and put a bunch around the edges for general principles.  Then we filled then with B & J cookie dough ice cream and ate them in front of Picard.  Fantastic.

Last night, we had fried chicken (boneless thighs) with fries and country gravy... and a splash of Frank's.   I didn't have any bread on hand for Texas toast, but next time... next time, there will be Texas toast.

Tami, was it you who sent the gravy packets?  I think it was you, but could've been Albatross.  At any rate, I remain grateful for the things I've been sent, but most-especially-because-it-was-most-recently-enjoyed that gravy packet.  Thank you!

In other news, my husband is impressed by my fried chicken game.  I never fried chicken anything before moving to the UK. I would like to thank the academy, my sock drawer*, and The Internet for getting me to this moment.

* I don't have a sock drawer anymore.  Storage is not yet built.  My socks and other articles are in a plastic crate on top of the printer in our "spare" room**.

** No space is "spare".  We need it all.

Tami, was it you who sent the gravy packets?  I think it was you, but could've been Albatross

Wasn't me...I'm selfish with gravy packets!