Monday, December 20, 2010

'Tis the Week Before Christmas and All Through the Food Court

Monday started off on a bad note, must …..gain….. ability…… to step away from the holiday laden coffee bar at the office. I need to grow a little bit of will power, office treats are turning into my personal crack cocaine. One consultant brought me TWO boxes of chocolate today, I thought about pushing him down the stairs but that is not the customer friendly approach. The grazing began a few short days ago when I went back to the motherland for a wedding last weekend. I haven’t been able to put down a fork or a wine glass since I stepped off the plane.





The dogs, Penelope the Labrador and Tonka the ADD dog I inherited from my mother are getting into the act. They have almost killed me a million times leaping higher than the ceiling when I enter the house hoping to lick crumbs off my face. I would like to share that the gleam in her little eye is not Photoshoped in, that’s the same look she gets when she’s knocking me to the ground to rip open my grocery burdened hands or snatch food off the table.

I even managed to score a fat drenched Italian meal courtesy of my Mom’s best friends insisting on taking us out. Crème Brule was a cruel cellulite friend this morning. My Sistah’s husband and daughter,
the Girl, tagged along. “What sweet cherub would you like your lovely auntie to get you for Christmas, a gift card or cooking lesson?” Ineedcash….. Ineedcash? Is that a website like Amazon dollars? No… my deranged and completely out of touch auntie, I ‘m going on a school trip to Disney and need cold hard cash. Okay, I feel like a complete dummy now. Her Facebook status even confirms her wild desire is to have only hot dollars. I’m trying not to feel like the Grinch, I generally like this kid but maybe I’ll get her coal this year.

I also ventured out to the mall, shudder, on the Saturday before Christmas to buy Sheldon’s major present. I of course won’t discuss it here, she might stumble across my musing and ruin what Santa’s little helper picked out for her. But I had to stroll past the darn food court, past Wetzel’s Pretzels another secret or maybe not so secret addiction. Butter, laden, soft pretzel nuggets, stop drooling on your computer, it will make the keys stick. Okay, here is a recipe to soak up all that sugar so you don't nod off from the rush at 2 in the afternoon.

Swedish Meatballs
1 batch of My Mother’s Meatballs
2 cans consume
1 can water
1 pinch dried dill
1 cup heavy cream
Package of Egg Noodles cooked

Mom’s Meatballs (Small Batch)
1 onion finely chopped
1 ½ pound ground beef
½ cup fine bread crumbs
1 clove garlic minced
¼ cup parsley finely chopped
1 egg beaten
¼ cup parmesan cheese

Combine onion, ground beef, bread crumbs, garlic, parsley, egg and cheese. Form 1” meatballs and place on cookie sheet. Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until lightly browned.

Combine meatballs, consume, water, dill in sauce pan. Bring to boil and simmer for 20 minutes. Add cream and heat though, maybe 5 minutes. Serve over hot egg noodles. If you were all over it, you would have made an extra batch of Mom’s Meatballs when you read the post about our
World Famous Pasta Party.

I keep saying, put down the cookie and back away. But I hear them calling me from my office, whispering sweet nothings in my ears, telling me how delicious they would be with my morning coffee, no one will know you’ve already eaten 27 and it’s only 8 AM. Ah well, I guess it’s back to the trainer,
Eva Braun, Hitler's girlfriend, after the New Year. I’d better stuff myself so it will be worth it.

23 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thank goodness for elastic.

The Zadge said...

We're all a bunch of crack heads at this time of year!

LottieSpartacus said...

I feel your pain! I am a teacher and am currently wading through boxes of chocolates kindly presented by grateful students! Deep down I want to smack them for their impertinence, while I still feel inexorably chuffed that they love me enough to buy chocolates for me!

Milk-2Sugars said...

i may have to make these meatballs one day

your dogs are gorgeous!

Camille said...

NOW that's a terrific idea! Meatballs!! Why don't people bring that to work? **wink, wink**

Kelly L said...

Love eating during the Holidays.. hate paying the price afterward.

Merry Christmas!
Kelly
I've Become My Mother

Sandra said...

It comes but once a year! Eva can help you offload the extra in 2011!

Hilary said...

I feel your pain... the gift baskets are killing me. And, just when I thought I could walk away, a friend sent me a tin of moose mix. Needless to say, what do you think I have been eating all day?

Ca88andra said...

This time of year I feel like food is totally the enemy! Its all far too delicious and accessible. I like the sounds of that recipe.

dbs said...

"own personal crack cocaine" = hilarious!

Meg at the Members Lounge said...

I keep downing the chocolate chip cookies I baked, and alternating with handfuls of spicy pecans, followed with a wine chaser.

FreeFlying said...

Egh. Let's all just embrace it and raise the national average to five pounds heavier. Do your part!!!

Java said...

Hi!

Thanks for visiting me! I am now following you and I LOVE your blog! I'm so happy you found me so that I can find you!!

I have a blog hop that starts every Friday night if you want to come over!

Merry Christmas!!

Java

Facing50Blog.com said...

Hi! I've hopped from Java’s Follow Friday hop and absolutely love your blog...and your dogs. I've been noseying through your posts and thought I'd better introduce myself and say hello...it feels wrong to be reading about people wthout them knowing your are there! I have of course added myself as your newest follower.
Please drop by and maybe follow me if you fancy a laugh. I'd be delighted to welcome you.
Merry Christmas from a very snowy and cold UK
Carol from www.facing50withhumour.blogspot.com
– the blog that gives you laughter lines. (Has that put you off?)

Facing50Blog.com said...

oops bad typing..'you are' not 'your are' and I haven't even started on the Christmas wine yet!

Shawn Becker said...

I not only feel your pain but I have been living it the last few weeks! Everyone knows, NURSES LOVE FOOD..anything sweet, salty..not so sweet or salty, just put it on the break table and it will be gone within minutes!
Then, we all walk around saying " I felt pretty good until I ate that last bite!".
I am with FreeFlying, lets just embrace it and add the average 5 lbs...then make that dreaded New Year's resolution...I am going to go on a DIET!

Yesterday I received a call from my Health Club (that I have not been to in over a year), the sweet young man said I have five sessions with a trainer that I had paid for a never used! I think God is trying to tell me something.....

Marry Christmas,
Shawn

Shawn Becker said...

Ps meant to say AND never used...

Shawn

Shawn Becker said...

Oh My..better put on the glasses...Merry Christmas..LOL

hot girl said...

Merry christmas !!

Mrs4444 said...

As usual, my mouth is watering from reading your post. The Swedish meatballs sound divine! :)

Anonymous said...

Bubba is under the westher. Hope this soup perks him up.

Anonymous said...

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My Big Secret Blog :) said...

Mrs. Tuna, it is so sad I don't have an email id to reply to the sweet, caring comments you leave me. :( I'm sorry I've been so late with catching up on blogs. I keep meaning to in all sincerity, exercise that darned arm and then fall asleep out of fatigue. I didn't know poor Sheldon broke her arm too. :( :( But she's good now, so I'll be good too! :)

Do you know what I'm thinking? You're my first read this morning. You're so funny and cute, I could come out there and give you a bear hug. I'm gladder to be reading you again. :) I loved this post!

p.s. Eat the chocolate. Your photograph tells me that you can happily afford to. You're fit and good, me thinks. :) Now I know you like me. :)