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I was called out to work again yesterday afternoon. I’m so glad I started dinner right after breakfast. I juiced two oranges and tossed a pound and a half of stew beef in it to marinate while scrambling the eggs and making toast. One of the kids warmed up leftovers for lunch while I got ready for work.
Note: This foodstyle is tough on refrigerator space. I need to look into buying a second-hand fridge for the garage in which to store jars of stuff!
When I got back from work, I stirred together a sauce of beef stock, soy sauce, fresh shredded ginger and garlic, a quick drizzle of sorghum, and some rice vinegar. I put more rice vinegar, soy sauce, honey, ginger and garlic in a small jar with some toasted sesame oil and flax oil to shake up for salad dressing. I broke up a pound of rice noodles into one-inch lengths (I couldn’t find buckwheat noodles at the store, how strange!) and put water on for them to cook. Then I raided the fridge for veggies. I chopped up a head of Napa cabbage and a bunch of green onions and put them in a salad bowl. I sliced two carrots on the diagonal, and made bite-sized pieces of red bell pepper, green onions and asparagus. I stirred three tablespoons each of arrowroot and water together in a small dish and heated up my deep skillet. The noodles were done now, so I drained them and put them in a hot skillet with some coconut oil to get crispy. When they were done, I drained them and tossed them with the salad. I started the noodle cooking water back up for more rice noodles, these to be served under the stir fry.
When the skillet got screaming hot, I added some coconut oil and a small bit of olive oil. First in was the meat. I patted it dry from the marinade first so it would brown and not just stew. After it was browned on all sides, I added the carrots. I continued tossing and cooking those, and in about three minutes, added the green onions and bell pepper. More tossing and stirring. I turned the fire down a tad and added a little more oil before adding the asparagus. Then I remembered the leftover cooked broccoli in the fridge and tossed that in as well. It was just a couple minutes before the veggies were soft and the meat was done, so I added the soy sauce/beef stock sauce and let it cook down for just a minute or two before adding the arrowroot mixture to thicken it all up. The pot went right on the table with cooked noodles, salad and dressing.
We aren’t eating a lot of spaghetti anymore. A pot of spaghetti and a jar of sauce used to be a meal for us. It was homemade fast food that I’d make at least one meal a week. I became concerned when I saw how much pasta it took to fill a kid up, and the short time it kept them filled. More research into the effect of carb loading on blood sugar levels was very instructive!
Having one child with extreme allergies to casein, the protein in milk, I find my attitude flags from time to time. I would love a nice, cheesy dish in a rich, creamy sauce occasionally. But she’s so tempted by cheese and so very allergic to it, so we do without. Hubby is allergic to mushrooms, and I dearly love mushrooms, sauteed in coconut oil, sitting next to a piece of beef. Of course, he’s a big boy and can pass the dish without partaking or just serve himself a small portion. But I still feel uncomfortable putting delectable delights on the table which someone must pass up. That’s my compromise.
I have had one cup of coffee in the morning since I was 10 (forgive me for not thanking you, Mother.) The size of the cup tends to vary depending on my circumstances: a tiny two-ounce demitasse cup while pregnant, a gigantic hard to lift cup during times when Hubby’s insomnia keeps me up all night, somewhere in between most other days. Back in financially-friendlier days, I purchased a Senseo coffee maker so I could make just one perfect cup. And I adore it. Every cup is, indeed, perfect. I’ve started making my own pods (compromise) from organic, fair trade coffee (compromise) and drinking it with a tiny bit of raw honey (compromise) and raw half and half (compromise). I know I should give it up. I know it’s robbing my bones of calcium, but I’m not thin and small or Asian or genetically predisposed to osteoporosis, and the raw milk gives me important nutrients, and the raw honey helps with my allergies and…and…and…(RATIONALIZATION!)
So, just as
Grace = Getting what I don’t deserve and
Mercy = Not getting what I do deserve,
Compromise = Doing what I should despite what I like and
Rationalization = Doing what I like despite what I should and making up reasons that it’s okay.

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