The turnip greens were a success, thanks in part to the musical strains of Rev Al Green, the Isley Brothers and Gladys Knight and the Pips. The meal was complimented with pork chops rolled in bread crumbs and baked in the oven, and buttermilk cornbread.
Yesterday, (Good Friday), hubby was off work and was busy attaching metal skirting to the bottom of the house to keep dogs and other critters from taking up residence. My poor Batman and his buddy Tiger (aka Hansel) don't know what to do with themselves. For those of you who don't already know, Batman is our dog, and Tiger is my erstwhile stepdog, owned by my brother in law across the street. Anyhoo, my youngest son, Hunter, came over to make a little money to support his texting habit, and moved lumber from what was supposed to be my patio, but now will become my Florida room (!), and I of course was busy overseeing all of this. After I removed the package of chicken breasts from the roof (put there to thaw out more quickly, and keep away from wet noses in the process), I deboned them, and flattened them with a cast iron skillet. This is best done to the opening beat of Jimi Hendrix's Foxy Lady. I then seasoned them with salt and pepper, placed thin slices of hickory smoked ham (we did that ourselves, yay us), and topped them with thin slices of Gruyere cheese. I then rolled them, dipped them in egg and rolled them in a mixture of seasoned breadcrumbs and panko. Then into the oven for my version of Chicken Cordon Bleu. Add garlic mashed potatoes and a green salad, and you have my hubby Bill saying HONEY! with a full mouth.
Today we have to drive to Texarkana to pick up the motorcycle now that the recall item has been repaired, so last night I got out the crock of sourdough starter and commenced the biscuit making process. Being hormonal, there is no warm place for dough to rise in my house, so I put the bowl on a heating pad on the lowest setting, covered it and this morning Voila! I had a beautiful dough for making sourdough biscuits. Add Bill's homemade pork sausage and some milk gravy and you have two people stuffed like dog ticks. No music accompanied breakfast, just the constant chatter from Fox News, compliments of Bill. If Directv would let him, he would subscribe only to this channel.
Well, on to Texarkana (or as hubby says: Texakaner).
Footnote to my sister cosmomartini, and my friend maria: thanks for following!
LeAnn
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Congratulations on your sourdough biscuits...hope the trip was uneventful, and btw it's customary to link to someone when you mention them in your blog!
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