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New Orleans Style Pot Roast

When we were last visiting my parents my mom had a hankering for New Orleans style Pot Roast Po-Boys.  Usually you see po-boy sandwiches with fried shrimp or crawfish but they make them with pot roast too.  When my mom gets a hankering she is skilled at making whatever it is she has a hankering for.  Hankering.  Try and use that word three times in just as any sentences and have it make sense.

She made her New Orleans pot roast and loved it so much she decided that never again would she make pot roast any other way.  I took notes from her, came home and made my own New Orleans pot roast.  I too, am taking that vow:  I promise never to prepare another pot roast any other way than this delicious New Orleans style way.  And if I should stray from this deliciousness may my heart be led back to you.  New Orleans pot roast – whither thou go I will go.  Amen.

If you decide to make this pot roast be careful.  Because once you’ve had it there’s no going back.

Here’s what you need:

3-5 lb. rump roast
3-4 garlic cloves
1 onion, diced
10 (or so) small sweet peppers, seeded and cut into bit size pieces
1 can chicken stock
32 oz. beef stock
4-5 Tbs. Wondra flour (or just plain flour)
olive oil
s&p

To make Po-Boy sandwiches you will need:
crusty french bread
slaw or purple cabbage
pickles

Peel garlic, slice in half length wise.  Rinse meat, pat it dry and season all over, really well, with salt & pepper.  With a sharp knife, make shallow slits all around the meat and insert the garlic.

In a large pot or dutch oven, heat olive oil and sear all sides of the meat.  Geter’ nice and brown.  Take the roast out and set aside.

Add pepper and onion to the pot and saute 3 or 4 minutes.  Add a splash of chicken broth to the pot to scrap of the bits of meat, salt and pepper stuck to the bottom.

Set the roast on top of the peppers and onions.  Pour in the rest of the chicken broth and the entire container of beef stock.  The liquid should come about half way up the meat.  If you need more liquid to cover half the roast just add water.  Bring to a boil.  Turn the heat down to low, cover and let simmer for 3 hours.  Sometime during the third hour you can check the level of liquid and poke it with a knife to check the tenderness but for the most part leave it alone.

After 3 hours, take the roast out and set it aside on a cutting board.  Skim off as much grease as you can from the liquid.  Using Wondra or regular flour, sprinkle in 3-4 Tbs. and whisk into liquid.  This will thicken things up to make the gravy.   Turn up the heat to medium and add more flour to get it to a gravy thickness that you deem worthy of gravy.

Slice the roast in thin slices and add it back to the pot.  Make sure all the meat is submerged, cover and let cook for another 30 minutes.

This is wonderful on its own or served with rice.  But if you want a po-boy open face sandwich (which I highly recommend) here’s what you do.  Slice the french bread, butter it and toast in the oven.  Ladle a generous amount of gravy over the bread, pile high with roast, top with sliced red cabbage (or cole slaw) and pickles.

Now you’re ready to take the vow with me.  I promise…

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Lets put the Personhood Act under the microscope

Interested to learn more? Check out my Personhood Update

 

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2 fertilized eggs 5 days after conception (blastocyst) as seen under a microscope.

Hold on to your hats folks and put your hot glue gun down because things are going to get a little serious.

For over a month I have been having a debate in my head whether or not to blog about this.  The Personhood Act – defining life as beginning at conception.

Back in February I read that the Oklahoma state Senate handily passed a bill that would say life begins at conception.  Parts of the bill read as follows:  “The life of every human being begins at conception” and “The laws of this state shall be interpreted and construed to acknowledge on behalf of the unborn child at every state of development all the right, privileges, and immunities available to other persons, citizens, and residents of this state.”

One of the reason’s I’ve been debating whether or not to write about this is because I know a lot of my readers are conservative and pro-life, and might possibly agree with this bill.  My intent is not to question anybody’s stance on abortion or belittle the importance or status of an unborn child.  My purpose here is to encourage critical thinking and question what this bill means and what implications it could have on Oklahoma families.  Discussions can get very heated when hot button words like “abortion”, “pro-life”, and “pro-choice” are used.  Instead of getting defensive I hope that this encourages someone to take a look at this issue from a different point of view that they may not have been open to considering before.

That being said the idea of life beginning at conception has many layers.  I’m not going to try and peel back all of those layers in this one little post.  Rather I would like to take a look at just a couple of things that really concern me.

If I read this bill the way it is intended I am led to interpret it to say that a fertilized egg has all the same rights and should be treated the same as a living human being.  Laws that govern how we treat each other would also be applied to a blastocyst and embryo.  I’ve had some experience with fertilized eggs.  You may already know that my little Harry was created using in-vitro fertilization (IVF).  Before he was a fetus, even before he was an embryo, he was a microscopic clump of cells in a dish in a doctor’s office.  5 days after fertilization two little blastocysts were transferred to my uterus.  That picture at the top…those were my fertilized eggs.  I believe that those little groups of cells were not babies yet.  I think they had the potential to become babies but they were not yet babies.

Last week I read a letter to the editor in our local paper.  It was from an IVF mom who was also concerned about the Personhood Act.  I didn’t know her but was so moved by what she wrote I called her to tell her just that.  She did such a good job describing the IVF process and why the Personhood Act threatens future parents who have to use this method to get pregnant I want to share it here.

“By declaring a fertilized egg a person entitled to all “rights, privileges, and immunities” under state law, SB 1433 threatens the availability and effectiveness of infertility treatments and birth control in Oklahoma.

Because successful in-vitro fertilization (IVF) involves fertilization of multiple eggs, not all of which will survive, SB 1433 would curtail and possibly criminalize this life-giving procedure.

In nature, as in IVF, only 30% of fertilized eggs become babies; the rest either fail to implant or are spontaneously miscarried.  And while there is no denying cell division begins at conception, there is also no denying it cannot continue – a baby cannot develop and grow – unless and until pregnancy occurs.

Ask any person who has experienced infertility whether conception is the same thing as pregnancy and the answer will be a resounding “no”.

My own experience is illustrative.  The first time my husband and I underwent IVF, I produced 18 eggs, of which 16 fertilized in the lab but only three developed into blastocysts. (A blastocyst is the microscopic cluster of cells into which a fertilized egg develops five days after conception.)  My doctor transferred all three blastocysts to my uterus, but none implanted.  I wasn’t pregnant.  Sixteen conceptions achieved, zero persons created.

Our second round of IVF was much more successful.  I became pregnant with our daughter, and we were able to cryogenically preserve (freeze) several blastocysts for future use.  Two years later, I became pregnant via frozen blastocyst transfer and we welcomed a baby boy into our family.

Had SB 1433 been law at the time, our son would not be alive today.  If a fertilized egg is a person, it will be no more lawful to freeze a five-day-old blastocyst than it would to freeze my now 5-year-old son.  The lack of cryopreservation as an option will deny the gift of pregnancy and childbirth to hundreds of Oklahomans each year.

Not only would SB 1433 limit IVF options for couples who do want to become pregnant, it would also limit birth-control options for couples who don’t want to become pregnant.  Because family-planning methods such as IUDs and the morning-after pill might operate post-conception but pre-pregnancy, they would be outlawed under this bill.  The result?  More unintended pregnancies and, therefore, more abortions.

It all comes down to this: Who should make such vital and deeply personal decisions for Oklahomans: patients in consultation with licensed medical professionals, or politicians in consultation with agenda-driven lobbyists?”

-Susan Plath Winston

Susan’s story is very similar to mine.  Before Harry was Harry he was cryogenically frozen before being transferred to my uterus.  He would not have been possible without this technology.  Dear Husband and I can’t imagine life without him and anybody who has ever had the pleasure to meet Harry feels the same way.  He is a bright ray of light in our lives.

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During an election year there is always talk about how big government is getting.  Talk of regulation, deregulation, personal freedoms, social services, and who’s going to pay for what clog the airwaves and define party lines.  I find it very interesting that the same people who want government to stay out of their lives and feel that it has gotten too big and intrusive in our private lives support this bill.  Having a politician tell me exactly when life begins seems pretty big to me.

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Another thing that concerns me is the authority for which this bill was written.  With what authority did the author of this bill, Senator Brian Crain of Tulsa, site to make such a bold statement that life begins at conception?  The medical community does not agree with this statement, however a very conservative religious community does.  I wonder if he was led by his Christian beliefs?  Maybe he’s not but I know that a large portion of Personhood supporters are.  I can think of a number of bible verses that someone could use to argue the point.  For sake of argument let’s use Psalm 139: 13  “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.”  When it comes to abortion and protecting unborn babies matters of the heart and one’s faith play a large roll.  And that’s important.  But when it comes to using Christianity and manipulating people’s beliefs to further a political agenda, then I have a problem with that.  Saying that a fertilized egg is a person and using bible passages as a point of reference or proof is disrespecting the passage as well as the belief system.  Using the bible as scientific evidence to prove that a embryo is it’s own individual is a misuse of the scripture, irresponsible and should not come into play.  Psalm 139 is a beautiful love song between God and his people.  Using it as anything other is missing the point of the Psalm all together. Of course we search the scriptures for divine guidance but when we put the text before it’s creator and demand that we can glean all of life’s mysteries, scientific as well as spiritual, then we have missed the boat.  Soon we start to worship the words instead of the divine.

Asking questions, thinking critically and examining how the scriptures square with scientific advancements in 2012 is a slippery slope.  Beware.  If you live on that slippery slope, like I do, I encourage you to write or email your state representatives.  If you want to you can use Resolve: The National Infertility Association website.  There you can find a letter that you can customize (if you want to) and send it right off to one or all of our representatives.

If you don’t want to, that’s your choice.  But I ask you to think about families who want a ray of light in their life but need help finding the light switch.

Little boys and daffodils

These boys are too cute.  How could I not post these pics?  Joy fills my heart when I see these smiles.  Even the furrowed brows make me grin.

Easter Egg Hunt

Easter is right around the corner.  Time to get your hunt on!

This past weekend we were at my parents and my mom and I had an Easter egg hunt.  She did most of the work by buying all of the crafts, games and prizes.  My job was to wrangle kids and move them from one activity to the next.

Thankfully the weather cooporated.  We set up two tables outside.  One for dying eggs and one for crafts.

After crafts it was time for games.  We had a ring toss and a bean bag toss.  BTW- all the crafts and games were purchased at Oriental Trading.  I was surprised at how much they loved these super simple games.  Maybe it was because everybody got a prize no matter what.

After games it was time for the main event.  The hunt.  I’m not gonna lie…my mom had over 400 plastic eggs filled with jelly beans.  They have a big yard.  They don’t kid around when it comes to Easter egg hunts.

We let the kids loose and we’re pretty sure they found all of them.

(tiny bit of trivia – this gazebo is the very same one where Dear Husband and I said our “I do’s” almost 12 years ago)

Just because the all the eggs had been found didn’t mean the fun was over.  Pinata time.  All the kids lined up and took a swing.  Miracle of miracles the very last kid to take a swing cracked that thing open.

After the mad scramble for pinata candy it was time for cupcake, punch and story time.

The grand finalle was a visit from the Easter Bunny himself.  Actually it was my dad.

See all the adults in background doubled over in laughter?  Well, my dad didn’t have help putting the suit on and in his haste put it on backward.  The bunny tail was, um, in front right, um…well you can imagine.  Thankfully he found his error funny too and was glad to give all the adults a good laugh.

Easter Tablescape

We just got back from a trip to visit my parents.  I don’t know if anybody out there in bloggy-land has noticed but I have been MIA since St. Patrick’s Day.

Despite the fact that my mom has an iPad, their house is a technology vortex so blogging was out of the question.  I guess I could have posted from the iPad but I didn’t have any fun pics and I left all my deep thoughts at home.  I realized how much I love blogging and really missed it.  I’ve got some fun Easter posts and yummy recipe posts coming up but for now I will just give you a taste of my mom’s hostess abilities.

She had two tables set up and all ready for Easter.  Because you never know when you’re going to need to pop a ham in the oven at the last minute, whip up a batch of deviled eggs and entertain the Sunday school ladies.  That table needs to be ready to go in a moment’s notice.

Eat your heart out Sandra Lee!

Happy St. Pat’s

Two things for you in this blustery St. Patrick’s day.

1st – check out this super cute St. Patty’s banner my sweet friend Leslie made:

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2nd – St. Patrick’s day poem by Frank Delany
Drowning the Shamrock
“Hail glorious Saint Patrick dear saint of our isle
On us thy poor children look down with a smile —”
But I’m not singing hymns and I’m not saying prayers
No, I’m gritting my teeth as I walk down the stairs
And into the street with these louts fiercely drinking
And screeching and lurching, and here’s what I’m thinking —
They’re using a stereotype, a narrow example,
A fraction, not even a marketing sample
To imitate Ireland, from which they don’t come!
So unless that’s just stupid, unless it’s plain dumb,
All these kids from New Jersey and the five boroughs
And hundreds of cities, all drowning their sorrows,
With bottles and glasses and heads getting broken
(Believe me, just ask the mayor of Hoboken)
All that mindlessness, shouting and getting plain stocious —
That isn’t Irish, that’s simply atrocious.
I’ve another word too for it, this one’s more stinging
I call it “racism.” See, just ’cause you’re singing
Some drunken old ballad on Saint Patrick’s Day
Does that make you Irish? Oh, no — no way.
Nor does a tee-shirt that asks you to kiss them —
If they never come back I surely won’t miss them
Or their beer cans and badges and wild maudlin bawling
And hammered and out of it, bodies all sprawling.

They’re not of Joyce or of Yeats, Wilde, or Shaw.
How many Nobel Laureates does Dublin have? Four!
Think of this as you wince through Saint Patrick’s guano —
Not every Italian is Tony Soprano.

OG&E Smart Hours

I consider myself a pretty conscientious person when it comes to how much electricity we are using. Last summer I even went to such lengths as drying my clothes outside to save money on our electric bill. We had record temperatures! Why not use mother nature as a dryer? She was just as hot!

This winter has been pretty mild so I haven’t been too concerned about it. I never see the bill anyway…it comes in the mail, Dear Husband presses a few magic keys on the computer and it’s paid for.

A few weeks ago we signed up for OG&E Smart Hours. It’s an OG&E program that allows the customer to be on top of how much energy they are using and how to turn that knowledge into saving money on your electric bill. After I signed up online (go to www.smarthours.com to sign up) I made an appointment for new thermostats to be installed. They are “smart” thermostats and are no additional cost to the customer. The guy installed our new thermostats, breezed through the features and left me with the instruction manual. I can read…I wasn’t too concerned that I didn’t quite catch all the features.

You can program it to cool or heat the house at different times of the day. When you wake up, when you leave, when you come home from work and when you go to sleep. It’s called a “smart” thermostat because (among other things) it tells you the price of energy (kilowatts per hour – kWh). Why do I need to know the price of kWh? Because whether you like it or not the price will go up during the summer. Eeeekkk! Not all summer long but during “peak hours” during the months of June – September. Those are the hours during the day that the power plants are being maxed out. This super high-tech thermostat will send you messages before hand to let you know when the price is going up so you can adjust your energy use accordingly. In other words…so your bill won’t go through the roof.

Stay with me here

Here’s the interesting part. When you sign up for the Smart Hours program you log on to a site called myOGEpower.com. It breaks everything down for you. How much energy you are using, your projected bill for the month and why it has gone up or down from the previous month. It even breaks down your energy use by the hour.

This is a screen shot of part of our energy report. The horizontal graph across the middle shows our energy use hour by hour in a 24 hour period.

I thought we were doing good and then I saw that little graph in the top left. It’s comparing our bill to a similar sized home in our area. It’s TWICE as much as a home that is really efficient and about 1/3 more than our neighbors. WHAT?! I turn out lights (most of the time)! Thankfully myOGEpower has tips on how we can lower our bill.

So, I’m off to Home Depot for new light bulbs and I’m having a home energy audit done on the house in a couple of weeks.

If you’re an OG&E customer consider signing up. It can’t hurt to keep a better watch on your electric bill because guess what…the summer is coming and hell’s coming with it. It’s comin’ like Kurt Russell in Tombstone but this time instead of a rifle he’s got a flamethrower. How will your energy bill hold up?

Pecan Crusted Chicken

There’s no easier way to dress up a boring chicken breast than with a pecan crust.  This is so simply and yet so tasty it should be in the Guinness Book of World Records for easy-meals-that-make-you-feel-fancy-even-if-you’re-not-fancy.

Here’s what you need:
3-4 chicken breasts
1 cup finely chopped pecans
1/2 cup panko bread crumbs
1 Tbs. wheat germ
3 Tbs. grated parmesan cheese
zest from half a lemon
1 egg
salt & pepper
3 Tbs. vegetable oil

Combine pecans, bread crumbs, parm, wheat germ, zest, salt & pepper in a bowl.  In another bowl beat egg and 2 Tbs. of water.  Set aside.  (If you don’t have Wheat Germ don’t worry about it.  It won’t make or break this recipe.  It just made me feel like a responsible parent for adding it)

Now it’s time to let all of your frustrations out on the chicken.  Place chicken breasts in a large zip lock bag, using the flat side of a meat tenderizer, beat them until they are about 1/4 of an inch thick.  If you don’t have a meat tenderizer a mallet from the garage works just fine.  Mallets are great for…beating things…to a pulp.  But without the crude, uneven impressions of a hammer.  I like to think of the mallet (compared to the hammer) as the New Yorker of bludgeoning tools.

Once you have bludgeoned the chicken breasts to 1/4 inch thickness dip both sides in the egg wash then dredge them in the pecan mixture.  Coat both sides really well and press the mixture in.  Heat oil in a skillet and pan fry until chicken is cooked through, golden brown and crispy.  About 5-6 minutes per side.  Drain on a paper towel and prepare to wow your family.

Reality check: My oldest scraped all of the pecan goodness off.  Apparently if the crust is not the exact recipe and consistency of Raisin’ Canes he will have non of it.

Diaper Cake Tutorial

Diaper cake: A cake made out of diapers.  It is not edible.

Our church has multiple women’s groups.  Each one is grouped (intentionally or unintentionally) by age and stage of life.  Ours is mostly 30-somethings with kids but it’s not limited to being in your 30′s.  They are all under the “Christian Women’s Fellowship” umbrella but they each meet separately and each have different m.o.’s.  Some get together for bible study or book club.  Some get together for dinner on a regular basis.  Ours likes to get together to drink wine and chit chat.  Each group has a ministry they provide the church.  Ours is providing church families who have had a new baby with a hot meal and a diaper cake.  Since most of us have young kids we can truly appreciate and understand how important it is to not have to cook in those first few weeks of coming home from the hospital.

Our supply of diaper cakes was getting low so last week a few of us got together to make some more.  A diaper cake makes a great gift for a new mom.  It’s something that she really needs…diapers…crafted into a beautiful gift.

Should you be so inclined to gift a new mom with one of these amazing cakes here is what you will need:

35 size 1 diapers
25 size 2 diapers
12 inch cardboard cake plate
string or kitchen twine
3 inch wide wired ribbon
2 inch wide wired ribbon
large baby wash or 10 oz. Clorox wipes or Gerber Puffs snacks
travel size baby wash, lotion, baby sunscreen
pacifier
small rattle or toy
1 1/2 yards tulle
shredded paper confetti (found by gift bags and tissue paper)
hot glue gun

Begin by lining up 35 size 1 diapers and tying them together with string.  Make it tight.

Keeping them secured together with string, slowly push them (someone came up with the term “massage them”) into a circle.  Make sure the folded side of the diaper is on the outside of the circle.  The first time is the hardest.  You may have to start over a few times but don’t get frustrated.  Once you have them in a circle place the baby wash, wipes or Puffs in the center.

This is the bottom layer of the cake.  Place it on the cardboard cake plate.

Secure 35 size 2 diapers with string and do the same thing to work them into a circle.  This will be the second cake layer.  Place that one top of the bottom layer and around your baby wash/wipes/Puffs.

Now it’s time to decorate.

Hot glue the 3 inch wide ribbon around both layers of the cakes.  DO NOT hot glue the ribbon to the diapers.  Cut a length of ribbon so that it goes around cake and overlaps itself about two inches.  Apply hot glue on the right side of one of the ends of the ribbon then pull the ribbon tight and place the other side that overlaps on the glue.  Hold in place until it cools.  A new mom who is trying to disassemble the cake and ends up having to rip diapers that have been hot glued to ribbon will turn into a blubbering mess.  It’s a cruel trick to play on a new mom.  Don’t do it.

Do the same with the a coordinating color, 2 inch wide ribbon.  I chose a very sheer ribbon so I decided to tie a bow instead of gluing it in place.  Either way will work.  At this point you can choose to remove the string holding the diapers in place.  It’s not necessary but if you can see the string I suggest taking it off.

Tuck travel size baby wash, lotion, diaper cream, etc. in between the diapers.  I used baby wash, baby sunscreen and baby wash cloths.

Place the shredded paper confetti on top of both layers.  You don’t have to cover the entire bottom layer.  Just the part that you can see.  Top the cake with a small toy, pacifiers, rubber ducky or whatever you think would be useful.

Almost done.  Now it’s time to wrap it all up.

It’s best to use tulle by the yard however, tulle that comes on a spool will work as well.  If using tulle that comes on a spool (like ribbon) use the widest tulle you can find.  At least 5 inches wide.  Cut 5-6 strips 1 1/2 yards long and place them in a spoke pattern on the floor.  Place the cake in the center of the spoke and pull the ends up to the top and tie with a string.  If using tulle by the yard (the prefered method), center the cake on 1 1/2 yards of tulle and pull all of the tulle up to the top and tie with string.  Embellish with a big bow and you’re done.

We made a dozen cakes in about 2 hours with plenty of time for wine and snacks.

School Colors Yarn Wreath

Tonight is the school carnival.  Dear Husband has the pleasure of taking Addison while I stay home and drink wine with my girlfriends.  It’s a sacrifice, I know.  Somebody’s got to be the selfless one.

For the silent auction I volunteers to make two yarn wreaths.  One of them is a “School Colors Yarn Wreath”.  The winner has the option of having it personalized with a mini banner (similar to the banner I made for sweet little Jubilee)

Dear Husband has instructions to keep an eye on the silent auction and report back to me how much the wreaths were sold for.