She Loves Him

Many of my pictures of Annie look like this:

She is airborne A LOT of the time.

She enjoys playing MOST of the time.

She loves her man ALL of the time.

And, I don’t blame her one bit.

Confession: I post dog photos when I’m too lazy to post a recipe.

Oh well.

Be Nice to Your Salad

One of the nicest things you can do for a salad is add some roasted pecans and grilled pears. I swear by it! It takes a simple salad to a new level and it looks pretty too!

You will fall in love.

And, since you love your salad and you already have the grill going … go ahead and top it with a grilled steak. All that salad and fruit underneath will make you feel a lot better about eating red meat. Trust me.

Delicious Noodle Soup

I know what you are expecting. A blog about delicious noodle soup. But, you’re not gonna get it here.

We spent the weekend with Evin and Chantel – the lead singer of the band Nathan has been working with and his girlfriend. I promised them delicious noodle soup on Saturday and a tour of our local Asian Market. We took the tour and then went for a bowl of Pho. They didn’t like it much. Pho is kind of like a religion to my group of friends, but I understand it’s not for everyone.

This post is actually going to be more about delicious Mexican food. We started Friday night with a trip to the local Mexican Market where I was confronted with my age. I ran into one of my parents from school who promptly asked me if Chantel was my daughter. We were both a little offended. When the parent walked off Chantel said, “What, do I look ten years old?” and I said, “What, do I look sixty years old.” Don’t answer that please.

Then we made salsa and fajita tacos.

On Saturday night, Nathan and Evin played an acoustic show. There was also some delicious Mexican food there and some good beers.

We had a rain delay, but most of the storms missed us.

I met some of Chantel’s friends and family and enjoyed the music. Thankfully, the weather cooled off quite a bit.

I also got to meet a girl from my tiny hometown. That’s a rarity in a big ole city. We traded stories about deer camp and family members.

This was a multi-cultural weekend for everyone involved and I still stand behind my opinion that Pho is delicious. But, so is Mexican food.

Annie, we’re not in Kansas Anymore

This weekend we helped my mother-in-law pack up her life in a U-Haul truck and move from Kansas to Oklahoma. She is a native Oklahoman and we are looking forward to having her closer to us. The picture above was on the side of the moving truck.

I was not a lot of help for the move.  I offered lots of moral support and I carried boxes that were not too heavy.  It was also 162 degrees in the shade.

So, we moved to Vermont where the weather is nice and cool. Not really. We Okies are a tough breed and we enjoy extreme weather.

Two days before we left to go to Lawrence, Nathan announced we were going to take Annie with us. I immediately told him to have a nice trip and I would see him when he returned. If he survived, that is.

Okay. Not really. But I did cry.

Okay. Not really. But, I did have a lot of reservations. Not the kind of reservations you have at the Holiday Inn, but the kind that keeps you up at night worrying about how much damage one little dog can do. What if she put someone’s home closing at risk by like, I don’t know, destroying the roof? Nathan talked me through it and I have to admit that she did pretty well.

I spent the first 60 miles playing some sort of dog hockey. She was in the backseat and she wanted desperately to drive or at least to sit in the driver’s lap. That’s when we whipped out the Pet Taxi. I think the Pet Taxi has some sort of magical powers because each time we put Annie in it this weekend, she calmed right down and took a long nap. Occasionally she would complain a bit or ask to stop at McDonalds, but for the most part it was magical.

Beyond that gate, is also a magical place. Nathan’s mom is an extreme gardener. She has an unbelievable green thumb. Her yard (the one she left behind) looks like this.

And this.

And, we brought this to stay in that yard.

She eats rose bushes for dessert. She digs holes clear to China.

Fortunately, no long-term damage was done. After moving boxes and sweating, Nathan played with her and even did a little bit of training. Yes. We train. We train a lot actually.

Nathan calls this leash training. I call it catfishing.

It’s very similar to having a 30-pound catfish on the end of your line.

Here is a beautiful photo of Annie training Nathan. It works both ways you know.

We then drove back to Oklahoma, rested for a bit and then unloaded the packed truck this morning.

Thankfully, Lokey, Chris and Elesha came to help. By early afternoon, it was time for an island-type drink. You know … a drink with rum and pineapple juice.

These are also magical.

Chris and Nathan grilled up some dogs and turnips. Yep, grilled turnips. They were pretty good.

Grilled peppers and onions with hot links and hot dogs made for a great lunch and helped us start recovering from an exhausting weekend.

Hope you had a productive weekend too!

Salmon Baked in Foil

One of our favorite summertime dinners is fish baked in foil. Last night we had salmon with fresh herbs from our garden. Remember, I say OURS very loosely. I’m a garden appreciator, a garden encourager, but not a garden grower.

These were pretty simple. Fish, olive oil, a pat of butter, garlic, orange slices and fresh herbs all wrapped in a foil packet and baked for about 20 minutes at 375 degrees. We like our salmon pretty well done, but to each his own. We served these with mashed potatoes and turnips straight from the garden. We are trying to make turnips cool again. I’m pretty sure that turnips were once cool.

On a side note: I like to say Tin Foil because it drives Nathan crazy. I also like to say Tuna Fish. I love redundancy. Nathan hates and deplores it and I think I am completely finished with this post.