Tuna Avocado Tostada Toasties

 A local tweep shared an enjoyed meal and (of course) I had to look it up. Sounds like a tasty meal to me. How about you? Love, K

Momma's Pot Roast recipe

Recently, I've been rediscovering roasts. In February, I found a recipe for a pork roast that turned out quite nice and fed us for a couple of nights --something I seem to do more of each year. Then we bought a two pack of 2.5 lb beef roasts and the first recipe I used was a disappointment. Then two days ago, I remembered Mom's old standby pot roast recipe. And it's as good as I remembered. I did make a couple of small changes--like searing all sides of the roast in my Dutch oven, before adding the veg and liquid ingredients. So good, I decided putting the recipe here will help me remember it next time around.

Mom's Roast

3-4 lb boneless beef roast (I used 2.5)

salt and pepper

3-4 halved or quartered potatoes (depending on size)

2 carrots cut into quarter inch coins

1 onion cut into fourths

1 8 ounce can of tomato sauce

1/2 cup of soy sauce

2 Tbsp brown sugar

1 Tbsp flour

2 cloves minced garlic

1 tsp of dry mustard

Preheat oven to 300 degrees. 

Trim excess fat, dry off roast with clean towel. Rub entire roast with a mixture of salt and pepper. Heat Dutch oven on medium high heat. Put on your apron and lay out your sturdy tongs. Once Dutch oven is up to temperature, add oil. Sear all sides of roast for about a minute per side. Remove roast. Turn heat down to medium. Add vegetables and cook and stir for about 3 minutes. Add garlic and remove from heat. Put roast back into Dutch oven. Add tomato sauce, soy sauce, brown sugar, flour, and dry mustard to bowl, stir together and pour over roast. Stir everything in Dutch oven around to distribute mixture amongst the roast and vegetables. Cover with lid and use potholders to put Dutch Oven into preheated oven for 3 and a half hours. 

Enjoy. Love, K

Yup, It Happened Again ...

Last night, while reading the latest novel, 

I (once again) found myself on the page.

 

It's such a strange thing. 

There I am, engaged in the story, 

inhaling each descriptive sentence 

and words exchanged amongst the characters and BOOM ...

 

the author hits me in the gut with their resonating insight. 

Of course it's not meant for me, 

it's for the main character and yet my tears flow 

and I have to close the book to process. 

Me and My Mum

 Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, another lovely Mom memory floated up to the surface of my mushy gray matter the other night. Sigh. So lovely and so tactile. So filled with love.

There was a period of time, when Mom and Dad would skip the family Thanksgiving and only drive north for Christmas. They'd arrive a short time before the twenty-fifth, stopping to see us, before heading up to the hometown and my sibs. 

Mom and I, would head out to the malls with great purpose, to select gifts for the offspring. Meandering from one store and parkade to the next, hoping our stamina and limbs were up to the task. 

But ... my most favoritest part of all, was holding Mom's hand as we trod the carpeted pathways. And I was ALWAYS amused at the strange looks from passersby. What the what?! You've never seen someone hold their mother's hand while out shopping? I doubt it very much.

With Love, K