Ceviche

I stole that picture off the internet. http://chicagoist.com

But this is my recipie, so I'm not totally lame.

Marinade in a glass bowl overnight:

raw fish and/or shrimp chopped finely (about a handful and a half)
lime juice
lemon juice
orange juice
dash of ground oregano
finely chopped red onion

Then when you are ready to eat/serve drain off the citrus juices (save a little in case you want it saucy) and add:

1-2 chopped roma tomatoes
cilantro chopped
1 squeeze ketchup
El tapatio sauce to taste

I usually eat it with chips like a salsa. You might want to salt and pepper it also. Enjoy!

Suzie "helping" Dave find his lost puppy?....


Hemet East Siders- you shoulda seen his tats


Dr. Bishop Spencer Holtom as his very best.

The Halloween Party was a blast. I'll let Melissa tell all the stories.

If this Doesn't strike fear into your Heart I don't know what will...

Here's the gang. Some of them are mine. The gypsy, genie, and hamburger made out! They will be hopped up on sugar all the way until the new year.

Oh. My. Gosh.

This is the best salmon I have ever made. It might be the best salmon I have ever tasted. It combines some of my favorite flavors.

I loved the fish and the glaze. I put the glaze on the fish before cooking and after. I put the buttered glaze on my rice. I put the glaze on my vegetables. Then I licked it off the plate. When I started to lick the kids plates my husband said I was being gross. This from a man who thinks it's romantic to waft his stinky leftover fart with the bed covers... imagine.

I would have taken a fancy picture with my fancy new camera but it was all the way up in the cupboard so the kids won't get to it and I was WAY to hungry. But believe you me the plates looked so pretty. The pink of the salmon against the white of my corelle plate and the sprig of cilantro sitting on the top just right

My friend Matt gave me this recipie and he got it from Cooks Illustrated and I tweeked it a tiny bit.

Sweet Jalapeño Glazed Salmon:

INGREDIENTS:
1 C JALAPENO JELLY (I make it every year at Christmas and don't have that many friends)
1/2 C PACKED FRESH CILANTRO LEAVES AND STEMS
1 TSP GRATED FRESH LIME ZEST AND
2 TBSP FRESH LIME JUICE
2 SCALLIONS, CHOPPED
2 GARLIC CLOVES, MINCED
2 TBSP UNSALTED BUTTER
4 (6-8 OZ) SKINLESS SALMON FILLETS, ABOUT 1.25 INCHES THICK (I had salmon and something white... I think Rock Bass from San Felipe? I'm pretty sure it was fish)
SALT AND PEPPER


DIRECTIONS:
1. Process the jelly, cilantro, lime ingredients, scallions, and garlic a
food processor until smooth. (I used a blender)
2. Transfer the glaze to a small saucepan and cook over medium until just
bubbling (about 2 minutes). Measure out and reserve 1/4 cup of the
glaze.
3. Stir the butter in to the remaining glaze.
4. Use heavy-duty tin foil to make four 7×5 trays.(I had no idea what the
crap they were talking about, I covered the wire part of the BBQ with
foil and sprayed with Pam then slapped the fish on there.)
5. Coat the trays with spray oil.
6. Season the fillets with salt and pepper and brush each fillet well with
1tbsp of the reserved 1/4c of sauce.
7. Put the fillets on the trays.
8. Place the trays on the cooking grill.
9. Cook until the glaze forms a golden brown crust (6-8 minutes).
10. Flip the fillets, keeping them in the trays, and spoon half of the
buttered glaze over the salmon.
11. Continue to cook until the fish is done (opaque and flaky)
12. Transfer the trays to a wire rack, tent loosely with foil and let rest
for five minutes. Transfer the fillets to a platter, spoon the
remaining buttered glaze on top and serve.

Mrs. Heffenbotom would you like some more Koolaide tea?

 

Only really great dads have tea parties out on the FRONT lawn and only the best will actually set the table up out there for a little more ambiance.

 

 

Seriously So Inspired

So I have really gotten into a blog called Seriously So Blessed. The author is Tamn and she is (perhaps) my idol. As most of you know I went to BYU, but I was not like most of the other girls who went to BYU. I refused to wear hairbows and bake cookies. I died my hair burgandy. (This was 15 years ago ladies). However, I ALWAYS, believed the church was true, and in so doing, I served faithfully in the callings I was asked to do, and volunteered to do a few extras. After waiting for several missionaries, I decided I wanted to go on a mission. So I did.

In the years that preceeded my mission, I was WILD. Not too wild, only wild enough to not be one of those frilly mormon girls. I wore Malboro t-shirts, I snuck my bikini into the pools. I listened to AC/DC and the Beastie Boys. It was so much fun. There were a few times when I got a little crazy with the wild and this is one of them.

At the rife old age of 19 I was hanging out with my friends in our apartment at the Riviera (THE RIV) and someone said, I think I want a tatoo. There was some assention in the group, so we DROVE to CALIFORNIA soon thereafter and got them. From the moment the first needle touched my unblemished white posterior I knew what I was doing was wrong... BUT I did it anyway. I will never understand what possesed me that day..but it wasn't good. So I marked myself. Not only did I mark myself, but I did it in rebellion. NOT GOOD. NOT GOOD AT ALL.

Then came the guilt. The guilt of knowing. Knowedge is sometimes a terrible thing. So I felt this horrible weight all the time. Finally I decided to figure out what the H I was going to do. Either I was going to not feel guilty or I was going to get rid of the guilt one way or another I couldn't stand it anymore. So I did what I knew. I prayed. I prayed and I prayed. And I read the scriptures. One day I came across a passage in the BOM and it was about the Amlicites. They were sinning... not as bad as the Lamanites yet, but getting there. Then they MARKED their bodies with red to show their rebellion. (See ALMA 3:13-26)When I read that, I thought I was going to suffocate. I thought my throat closed so tight that I would die. That's exactly what I had done. In my desire to be different from all those other girls... I had marked my body (permanently) in rebellion with a small daisy flower. NOT GOOD. NOT GOOD AT ALL.

So I repented. A lot. I cried and I prayed and I repented. And the most wonderful thing in my life happened. I recieved and answer to my prayers.

Fast forward two years. I have turned in my paperwork, and was called to the Chile Santiago West Mission. I went to the MTC, which was an experience in and of itself, and arrived in Chile. My trainer Hermana M was lovely and she took me to work. Then the next day we went to church. Sunday nights were P-Day Eve. All the elders and sisters got together in their zones to turn in their numbers for the week and we went. Hermana M had talked about our zone leader. She said he was (breathlessly) wonderful. When we arrived I knew I was in trouble. Elder J was someone who I knew from before. He had been shown my small mark of rebellion in a parking lot of Taco Bell. Bare body parts had seemed a lot funnier before. Anyway, he looked at me and couldn't place me. My hair was now in the sister missionary mode, and the long skirt and birkenstocks were very different than the sundress and bare bottom he had seen before. He said, "Do we know each other?" I said, "NO, I don't think so." LIE LIE LIE the spirit told me. He studies me carefully and then seems to forget. A rousing game of Uno sucks me in and I hope that my previous nakedness has been forgotten. But alas, it wasn't to be. About an hour later he stands from across the room and points at me. All the elders and my comp look at me. Elder J yells, "I DO KNOW YOU! WE USED TO CALL YOU BUNNY!" at that moment I knew it was all over. His eyes got wide when all the little cogs in his brain finally snapped into place. His mouth fell open and he wispered, "you have a tatoo." All the heads in the room slowly turned from his face to me. Then, 10 other mouths fell open too. Elder J said softly, "I know who you are." That's when the wild child caught up to me. First full day of the mish and I'm already outed.

willow

 

phoenix