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Am I going to get upset?

Last night at dinner Drew asked me how I felt about cooking with chicken. Eh, not so thrilled. I didn’t tell him that I had to hack the chicken into pieces  — pulling it apart at the joints until I heard a crack so I knew where to cut. then I skinned it with my bare hands and snipped all the pieces of slimy fat that clung to the dark meat.

I’m going to have to say that the best part of preparing dinner was using my 2 new All Clad pots. I love them. Can’t believe I waited so long to buy them. But, then again, Bed Bath and Beyond just started including All Clad on their coupons.

Text received from Hannah last night referring to yesterday’s post: “Can you please specify that I took the PETA pamphlet for the recipes . . . not the articles.” I read it out loud while eating chicken with Drew. “Is this all about me? Am I going to be upset?” Ah, my poor delusional drewie, no it’s not ALL about you but I’m not a fortune teller.

For someone who doesn’t want to be so much a part of my blog, Drew fooled me. I mentioned that I wanted to put a link in a post but I was befuddled trying (surprised? not at all.) So he comes over and grabs my computer and says,”Here, I’ll show you.” “What’s the web site?” “I hate macs.” “This isn’t working, what happened?” and again, “I hate macs.” “Stop, stop, I haven’t spent that much time figuring it out,” I plead.” I’m still learning,”  I say, begging him to give me back my mac. “YOU SAID YOU COULDN’T DO IT! I’ll show you,” he yells as his fingers scrambled over my keyboard.  So he did it his way and posted the Happiness Quiz for me. Did I learn anything? Yes, I did. I learned to keep quiet and figure it out at my own pace. (At this time let me say thanks to my stud hub for helping me in my time of need. but now I still have to learn how to do it.)

Did I mention that dinner was great last night . . . mmm, that chicken was a real taste treat . . .  every juicy body part!

Does dark chocolate have feelings? I wonder . . .

Dinner tonight is spicy shrimp, and roasted brussel sprouts, maybe some leftovers too.

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“Whoa this sounds good.” Yes, you guessed it, Drew’s morning comment. He speaks and I  jot it down, along with whatever else he said. So I’m looking at my note at this very moment and all I can make out is the above quote. Now if I can remember what Ask Amy was about without searching through the paper that would be just dandy, wouldn’t it? But here I am, sitting at the dining room table – – breathe deep, deeper, stop thinking and it will come. Ah, nope, nothing. Must have cicada on the brain!

The following definition was taken from wikipedia: The personal blog, an ongoing diary (yes, yes, I think this is me) or commentary by an individual (eh, not so much), is the traditional, most common blog (you mean I am not marching to the sound of a different drummer?). Personal bloggers usually take pride in their blog posts (well I try to but on a daily basis there are bound to be mistakes), even if their blog is never read (Boo hoo, maybe recipes would help). Blogs often become more than a way to just communicate; they become a way to reflect on life (sounds like therapy to me, I like it), or works of art (I’m all for adding pictures). Blogging can have a sentimental quality.(Sentimental? I don’t think so but I’ve been wrong before.)

So I’m writing a personal blog. I still need a category. I also need to write the About You section but I can’t seem to figure out how to do it – – working on it now. But first I better put a load of dirty clothes in the washer. (You know I could be twittering this!)

Hannah is a vegetarian. In fifth grade Hannah and her friend, Meredith, decided to give up meat. What amazed me the most was how Hannah gave up her favorite food – –  McDonald’s hamburger – –  just like that! No looking back. It is now 13 years later and she is still totally vegetarian (not vegan, she loves her eggs.) Drew and I gave up meat some time during the summer. It happened when we went to a Pretenders concert in Central Park, Hannah picked up a PETA newsletter and left in the backseat of Drew’s car. He read it. And that was that. I’m fine with no meat. I made fish and prepared lots of  lentils, beans, squashes, apparently stuff with lots of carbs. Why am I writing this now? Because we started eating meat again, but not too much.

Last night we had a great vegetarian meal. I made the hot and sour with tofu instead of pork. Tonight I decided to make some ethiopian dishes – – collards with nit’ir qibe and doro we’t (ethiopian chicken stew.) I went to Waldbaum’s for a Murray’s chicken but they only had Perdue. The label read “cage-free.” Seemed like a marketing ploy. They got me, I bought a chicken. Is Murray’s a better, happier chicken? Is it better to be cage-free and then slaughtered? Does it taste better? Do I feel better about this? I searched the internet for answers. I thought about the book I read by Jonathan Safran Foer, Eating Animals, and seriously folks, I’m not feeling good about this. I’m going to make the chicken because it wouldn’t be right to waste a dead chicken. I was okay ordering ribs at a restaurant but, still, as in the past, I am not okay when I have to buy dead meat. Oops, babbling am I?  Probably time to put the clothes in the dryer. Gotta go.

“You never have to worry if the fish on your plate had to suffer. It did.” (from Eating Animals)

Great, I love my veggies, but don’t plants have feelings too?

Way over my word count.

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