My favorite things in the kitchen

Sometimes I wish I lived in Canada so I could spell favorite as favourite. Also, I would be much nicer, if that is even a possibility.

The kitchen is the heart of the home. Nevermind it’s NOT where the magic happens…well, at least in my case. I’m not sure how everyone else lives. But, I/we do spend a LOT of time in the kitchen mostly clothed.

Some of my favourite favorite everyday useful things. Aside from the Coach.

Our cast iron skillets. We ditched the old (and unhealthy) nonstick pans a few years ago, even before we had our gas range. The darn things are so hardy and heavy….we don’t even bother putting them away in the drawer. Although, that would give me more of a daily workout. We just leave them on the stove, oiled up and ready to go.

BTW: the gas range is actually clean. For the life of me, it never looks as good as the day it was installed. Apparently, I don’t have a ‘show’ kitchen, it is a full-fledged working kitchen. You’d think I was a better cook with the way it appears.

Method stone cleaner. Do we have some stone in our kitchen…lawd YES.
This is my favorite cleaner for all the hard surfaces; smells good and it does the job. I’m able to purchase a gallon of it and refill my bottle and I reuse the same cloth/rag until it can walk around on its own.
Win. Win.

Scrub Daddy.  I’m not sure what kind of hocus-pocus magic is in this scrubber, but it is my go-to cleaner for all things difficult. 

Mrs. Meyers everything. I’m so in love with her soaps. I love that the scents change with the seasons and it brings a little bit of joy to my dishwashing. I still keep a bottle of Dawn under the sink for the greasy/heavy duty stuff, but for most everything Mrs. Meyers dish soap is good enough. And how about my little bubbler? There’s soap & water in there and you press it down to add it to your little scrubber. It’s the best. I purchase most of my cleaning products from Grove Collaborative and this set was one of my first buys. With the little stoneware dish underneath; it keeps my sink area both tidy and pretty. And really, pretty is the way to go.

My turquoise kitchen pig. I don’t usually allow critters on the my clean counters, but this guy is too cute not to allow it. I found him years ago at Home Goods. Ya know that place, where dreams come true for a fraction of the cost.

This is two of my favorites in one. Drawers and my Snapware. I used to only use Tupperware and I still have some pieces, but I found snapware at Costco a few years ago and really built up a good collection of both glass and plastic. No more cussing  searching for matching lids. And I LOVE drawers. I like my drawers like I like my men;  big, strong and organized. If you ever have the chance to update your kitchen, drawers are so much better than cabinets.

Well, that’s all my favorites for today. 
Anyone have something in the kitchen that they can’t live without aside from the actual food? 
I was not compensated for any of my pics or links. That was just me trying to be a friendly Canadian on a Wednesday. 

Dad’s Day

Dad’s day in a nutshell.

The girls had planned on coming down to spend the day on the boat at the condo early Sunday morning, even though Lolo works until 3:00 am policing the streets. Anything for the Dad. The girls showed up early enough, but so did the d*%$ rain.

Instead, we went out to breakfast and then visiting for the early part of the day.

It’s almost 100% certain that one or both of our girls will fall asleep while in our presence.
Is it the comfort of being near their parentals? Is it the late nights working? 
I like to think it’s the overpowering feeling of being loved. 🙂

Linds got in a little bit of yoga before her nap on the couch.

Later in the day The Coach went back to the house and fired up his pull-behind smoker. He’d been prepping some bacon all week in the fridge and it was now ready to be smoked. No store bought bacon for this connoisseur.

He also added in several slabs (12) of ribs for us, his Dad and brother. If you’re gonna go through the trouble of smoking, you might as well smoke a LOT of meat.

Bacon (32lbs) on the left, ribs on the right. He purchased 3 whole pigs earlier in the year from some young peeps via the 4 H club.

He shared a lot of it (pre-cooked) with our employees too; which they really appreciated.
We spent Sunday night vacuum sealing all this goodness for later uses.
For the Coach a day with his girls and smoking gobs of meat equals a heavenly day!

I hope everyone had a fabulous weekend, whether you were smoking something or not.


How to celebrate 28 years of wedded bliss without committing murder

May 25th, 1991 was the day the heavens opened up, the angels swooped down and we said our vows in front of our family, friends, Minister and perhaps some future ex-cons.

It’s been a really fun ride with some ups and downs, but mostly ups. I’m not a big fan of heights, but I’m persevering the high highs.
People sometimes ask how we’ve got along so well for SO long (34 years) and I always say, “it takes a lot of patience.” (for the Coach) I’m a piece of work and he’s simple.

We were discussing something the other day and it was along the lines of me being a bit high maintenance. (I’m really NOT that bad, but we both have $$ taste in some ways)
I said: “you didn’t know what you were getting into.”
His response: “Yeah, I didn’t know you’d need to go from the Trailer park to The Four Seasons.”

Whatevs. I once saw a trailer park named The Four Seasons.

So what did we do to commemorate 28 years?
Well, we were both pretty excited to make our first batch of homemade dog food. For Callie. 
(in case you thought it was for us)
And yes, she loved it!

Then we went to a graduation party for four of Coach’s softball players. We had a pretty low-key weekend as Coach is recovering from some sort of bizarre infection in the dermis layer of his knee. He’s supposed to take it easy.
Suz’s first party selfie. 
I never find cute stuff like this that fits my shape. 

I took that pic in the bathroom of the party to share with Lolo and Lindsay as all three of us are obsessed with rompers and jumpsuits.
I asked the Coach before we left the house: “Can I wear this and get away with it with my almost 52-year-old legs?”
His response was stellar:

“Yes, you look fine.”

Honestly, he’s lucky to be alive today.

Happy Tuesday Y’all.