Sweet Potato Salad ~ Lunchbag Week 6

OK, this one’s all about me! I can’t even get the guys to try a bite of this, although I did try. None of them could get past the sight of sweet potatoes (“Are those carrots or what?”) and spinach (“What’s that green stuff?”). That’s just fine, though – leaves more for me. I’m taking this for lunch every day this week and they can have boring sandwiches unless they decide to get brave and try some of this delicious salad. I found it in a Family Circle magazine and altered it to fit what I had around the house. Here goes:

Warm Sweet Potato Salad (although it’s good cold, too)
  • 3 Tbsp cider vinegar
  • 3 Tbsp maple syrup (I used plain old pancake syrup)
  • 3 tsp Dijon mustard
  • 3 Tbsp olive oil
  • 2 large sweet potatoes, peeled and cut into bite-size chucks
  • 1 large onion, thinly sliced
  • 8 oz ham, diced (I used deli ham, but I bet thick chunks would be even yummier)
  • 3/4 tsp dried thyme
  • 1/4 tsp salt
  • 1/4 tsp pepper
  • 1 package frozen chopped spinach, thawed and squeezed dry
  • 1/2 cup chopped walnuts, toasted (I tried it with and without, and it’s great either way)
  1. Heat oven to 400. Stir together vinegar, syrup, and mustard. Whisk in 2 Tbsp oil and set aside.
  2. Mix potatoes, onions, ham, 1 Tbsp oil, salt, pepper, and thyme and bake for 45 minutes.
  3. Add spinach, walnuts, and vinegar mixture. YUM!

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Verbal Kleptomaniac ~ Mama Kat’s Writers’ Workshop

Here’s the prompt I’m using this week:
3.) List the pieces of you that have come from those around you.
Select your own and join in the fun at Mama’s Losin‘ It!

I confess – I am a verbal kleptomaniac. I habitually steal words, phrases, and speech patterns from the people around me. I didn’t do this as a kid, I’m sure, because I remember going to visit my cousins in Lynch, Kentucky during the summer and their friends asking, “Where are you from, New York?” I’m actually just from Central Kentucky (and I sound like it), but the accents in Harlan County, Kentucky are pretty thick (think Loretta Lynn with a little extra spice) so I evidently sounded pretty city-fied. Maybe it started when I was in college and they taught us in Psych Nursing to use “therapeutic communication” – it did make me much more aware of all the nuances of a conversation, both verbal and non-verbal. Anyway, give me a good ol‘ country fella to do a stress test on and I turn into my mother. Things pop out of my mouth like, “No, honey, I’ve been workin‘ here since God was a boy” or “I’d like to buy him for what he’s worth and sell him for what he thinks he’s worth!” Of course if the next patient’s in his early twenties and didn’t drive a truck to the hospital I turn into my seventeen-year-old son, “It’s all good!” . My favorite word stolen from my ten-year-old is “ginormous” (gigantic plus enormous) which has a lot of uses, including describing some of the patients I do stress tests on as well as the size of the sweet tea I’d like to have at lunch. I have shamelessly stolen “any-who” from Dianna, just ’cause it sounds so darn perky. I also stole her name for me, AngieB, to use on my blog – thanks, girl! It cracks me up when her husband calls me that, it’s like they’ve been married for fifty years and are turning into each other (although I have underwear older than their marriage license). Any-who, I have to give credit for the head-bobbing thing I do when I fuss at the boys to Wendy (stole that from her way back in high school) and my scowl-mumble-stomp comes straight from my grandmother. I think that one may actually be genetic since my brother does it, too. Just remember when I steal something from you: Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery!

Lunchbag ~ Week 5

This week’s lunch plan involves writing a check to the cafeteria at school and hitting a drive-thru or having leftovers from supper the night before. Maybe I’ll feel more creative next week – right now Sam and I need a nap.

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