Day 84 You Gonna Eat That Can Of Peas?

Ahhhh, Friday is here! I love Friday even more than Saturday, because I still have a full day in between the week and dreadful Sunday, the day before Monday. Even a terrible kitchen tragedy cannot dampen my weekend spirit. Earlier I was in the process of making dinner, when I dropped a pan of french fries on my foot, this may not sound like a tragedy to some, but it fell on my pirate foot, the one I almost left in the road a couple of years ago in a car accident. I'm fine now, but I lost the fries. I made Portabella "burgers" and another round of taters and I am stuffed like a chicken.
OK, I have a challenge for anyone who may stumble upon my words, I'm asking kindly that you go to your pantry, cabinet, or garden, and choose a handful of things, two or three or more and give it to your local food bank. The food pantries in my area are woefully short on food and I have no doubt that this is the case elsewhere. Some offer little more than pastries and some limit families of any size to choose between either a chicken or a package of hot dogs for their meat options. Think about what you would buy for your own families and buy accordingly. Many families are stretching their paychecks but make too much for food stamps, so if you are blessed, help someone out. If your town doesn't have a food pantry, donate to a church or make dinner for a lonely neighbor, come on you know you're dying to share the love and the sloppy joes you're having for dinner, go do it!
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Day 17 Five Pounds of Oatmeal, Now That's a Sack O' Fiber

Things started out weird today, yesterday my Grandmother gave me a gigantic sack of oatmeal, 5lbs. of unflavored oatmeal actually. This morning, I looked at the famine relief sized sack of BS and could not come to a conclusion as to how to eat it. I needed time to process all that I could accomplish with said sack of oatmeal and my holiday was not the time to create recipes, willy nilly in my head, I had things to do. Instead, I decided to have myself a little spa time, before my day out in the cold and this is where things went horribly wrong. I dumped about a cup of oats into the bathtub, in an effort to combat dry winter skin, I thought I was being thrifty, turns out I was just being stupid. The oatmeal was nothing like the Aveeno stuff in the store, I was covered in gooey, sticky oats, I have no idea what went wrong. Also, the bathtub was a sludge pit of breakfast goodness, which I had to clean immediately, lest it dry into some giant, crusty cereal bowl.
Later,  in what could be considered my first face to face challenge, my brother forced me to accompany him to McDonald's to watch him eat. He waved french fries in my face, shoved his soda under my nose, implored me to take a drink, and generally attempted to lure me into breaking. I can proudly say, I did no such thing.
Tonight I bought a great Clean Food magazine and found a recipe for a natural soda alternative, made from carbonated water, ginger, and honey, only 40 calories and no chemicals. I made some but it just tastes like Perrier water, at least I tried, nothing will ever compare to the sweet chemical carnival of a Coke. While the soda did not work out, I was quite the chef this evening, with a Portabella Blue cheese "burger" with caramelized onions. I rock the home cooking circuit.  http://www.fastfoodboycott.blogspot.com/