Monday, 26 September 2011

Growing up and eating out

My Sam will turn 11 on Thursday.
Wow.
...where did THAT go?!?
I'm suddenly feeling quite a bit older!

With both Sam and Tom's birthdays so close together (Tom was 9 last Monday), we thought it would be nice to treat the boys to a meal out.

The three of them were beside themselves with excitement as we arrived at our local Hungry Horse this evening! Suffice to say it was a lively couple of hours, but we survived and they had a BALL.

Me proud mama.

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

Probably The Easiest Pizza In The World

P295

Ingredients:

Fresh Ciabatta (or other) rolls
Jar of nice pasta tomato sauce (I used Seeds of Change organic tomato and basil)
Grated hard cheese (I'm using mature cheddar)
Ham
Lettuce

Preheat grill to medium hot
Split rolls in half.
Pour a generous glug of olive oil over each half.
Spread a couple teaspoons of sauce on top then sprinkle generously with cheese.
Grill for about 5 mins
Then (optional!) place a slice of ham and some lettuce on top of your piping hot pizza for some added flavour, texture and general prettiness :)
Finally, taking your time, savour.

Absolutely OUT OF THIS WORLD.

Playdough & Brownies - a rainy day is for baking

My three boys all got cooking today (in amongst other bits and pieces of fun, involving mainly the computer, the Wii, and the television - all godsends on a rainy day, as well as mates that come round to play, and grandparents who live not too far away (...but not too close either) and take a child out for the day.)

Anyway, so while the youngest one was out and busy baking cute little cheesy biscuits at Grandma's, Tom and I made Blue Lavender Playdough - with which he then played for a looooong time; two birds killed with one stone - perfect!

Then Sam and I decided it was high time we made those brownies we'd been talking about for days - so once his mate Dominic had gone, we got busy melting butter & chocolate, whisking eggs with sugar, and folding in a little flour in there for good measure before pouring the gooey, silky brown liquid into a dish and baking it for a bit.

I must say it's been a Highly Enjoyable Pottering Day, even if I say so myself. And I have to confess that I really don't dislike rainy days *half* as much as I used to...now I've come to realise there is so much one can do *inside*

[insert huge happy grin just about here...]

Anyone for flapjacks??!

Pasta and SAUCE!!!

P102

A revolution is taking place in the Wibberley household.

My lovely, very-nearly-11-year-old Sam, has finally seen the light and decided that pasta and sauce do *actually* get on rather well and deserve at least a second chance.

Sam has a diagnosis of (mild-ish) Aspergers. But you knew that.

This amongst other things, translates into a visceral need to control what goes into his mouth; there are lots of reasons for this, mainly sensory and anxiety-related...

So you can imagine the following scenario being played out at every meal time: first, this question, which punctuates our days, from breakfast onwards... "mummy what're we havin for tea?". Then a suggestion, or rather a DEMAND, (coming from him of course) for something along the lines of pizza. Any answer other than 'Pizza' will usually result in a pouted, whiny "aaaaaaaaaw" (you can imagine the kinda thing).... To which I usually shrug my shoulders and reply "well TOUGH". I know - I'm Nice like that...
Once his 'tea' is served he will carefully search the contents of his plate for any offensive (read Unknown), 'yukky' bits (eg onion) and make sure nothing wet is touching anything dry (eg: no ketchup must come into contact with his chips/ chicken nuggets: the blob of ketchup is meticulously given its very own space on the plate and also, incidentally, has to be the correct size; a fried egg with a runny yoke has to be served in a separate bowl to avoid cross-contamination with other foods.) I think you get the picture.

Until quite recently (bout a year ago?) Spaghetti Bolognese was OUT.OF.THE.QUESTION. But this changed when I gently encouraged, coaxed, and (yes...!) bribed (basically forced) him to at least *taste* some.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

More recently (a few months ago) I started adding ham, milk and cheese to plain cooked pasta - in the pan - and serving it up without allowing any questions, any arguments, any kind of refusal to eat.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

So when he announced that he liked Macaroni Cheese', I breathed a sigh of relief and thought "well in that case the world's my oyster"

Which brings me to the delicious concoction I came up with tonight.

Cooked pasta
1pint milk
50g butter
2 large tbsp flour
Some left-over roast chicken, cut up into small bits
Some thinly sliced ham (100g?)
150g grated cheese
Salt

Make up a white Béchamel sauce with the milk, butter and flour (just bung all 3 together in a pan on a low heat and whisk until almost boiling, leave to cool, off the heat)
Add chicken, ham and cheese to sauce and stir vigorously. Mix into the pasta. Serve with corn-on-the-cob and cucumber ;)

Well. I guess he was ready...
Cos he LOVED it!!!

I am celebrating this small milestone tonight by gracing my blog with this most eloquent post.

You're welcome ;)

On Giving...

...give extravagantly to those who will never be able to repay you:

"when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed." (Jesus in Luke's gospel)

A gold envelope arrives. You open it with trembling hands. What does it say?

(extracts from the Wordlive devotional for today - http://www.wordlive.org/Session/Alt/2011-09-16/Friday-16.9_11)

Feeling challenged. Gonna make flapjacks and aim to give them away :)
WHAT?!???
...well, it's a start isn't it?!

Anyone for flapjacks??!

Pasta and SAUCE!!!

P102

A revolution is taking place in the Wibberley household.

My lovely, very-nearly-11-year-old Sam, has finally seen the light and decided that pasta and sauce do *actually* get on rather well and deserve at least a second chance.

Sam has a diagnosis of (mild-ish) Aspergers. But you knew that.

This amongst other things, translates into a visceral need to control what goes into his mouth; there are lots of reasons for this, mainly sensory and anxiety-related...

So you can imagine the following scenario being played out at every meal time: first, this question, which punctuates our days, from breakfast onwards... "mummy what're we havin for tea?". Then a suggestion, or rather a DEMAND, (coming from him of course) for something along the lines of pizza. Any answer other than 'Pizza' will usually result in a pouted, whiny "aaaaaaaaaw" (you can imagine the kinda thing).... To which I usually shrug my shoulders and reply "well TOUGH". I know - I'm Nice like that...
Once his 'tea' is served he will carefully search the contents of his plate for any offensive (read Unknown), 'yukky' bits (eg onion) and make sure nothing wet is touching anything dry (eg: no ketchup must come into contact with his chips/ chicken nuggets: the blob of ketchup is meticulously given its very own space on the plate and also, incidentally, has to be the correct size; a fried egg with a runny yoke has to be served in a separate bowl to avoid cross-contamination with other foods.) I think you get the picture.

Until quite recently (bout a year ago?) Spaghetti Bolognese was OUT.OF.THE.QUESTION. But this changed when I gently encouraged, coaxed, and (yes...!) bribed (basically forced) him to at least *taste* some.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

More recently (a few months ago) I started adding ham, milk and cheese to plain cooked pasta - in the pan - and serving it up without allowing any questions, any arguments, any kind of refusal to eat.

I guess he was ready.
He LOVED it!!

So when he announced that he liked Macaroni Cheese', I breathed a sigh of relief and thought "well in that case the world's my oyster"

Which brings me to the delicious concoction I came up with tonight.

Cooked pasta
1pint milk
50g butter
2 large tbsp flour
Some left-over roast chicken, cut up into small bits
Some thinly sliced ham (100g?)
150g grated cheese
Salt

Make up a white Béchamel sauce with the milk, butter and flour (just bung all 3 together in a pan on a low heat and whisk until almost boiling, leave to cool, off the heat)
Add chicken, ham and cheese to sauce and stir vigorously. Mix into the pasta. Serve with corn-on-the-cob and cucumber ;)

Well. I guess he was ready...
Cos he LOVED it!!!

I am celebrating this small milestone tonight by gracing my blog with this most eloquent post.

You're welcome ;)

Friday, 16 September 2011

On Giving...

...give extravagantly to those who will never be able to repay you:

"when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind, and you will be blessed." (Jesus in Luke's gospel)

A gold envelope arrives. You open it with trembling hands. What does it say?

(extracts from the Wordlive devotional for today - http://www.wordlive.org/Session/Alt/2011-09-16/Friday-16.9_11)

Feeling challenged. Gonna make flapjacks and aim to give them away :)
WHAT?!???
...well, it's a start isn't it?!