Friday, December 6, 2013

When Life Gives You 11 Pounds of Apples,

you make every conceivable apple-based food item as quickly as possible.

Starting with apple sauce:


Looks kind of like...baby food there, but it's actually quite lovely to the taste buds.

Odom, party of one inherited an entire fridge full of random excess food items, such as 11 pounds of apples (which I diced until I couldn't think), 6 quarts of mushrooms (also diced), two full bags of carrots (which will be diced and made into soup), three heads of broccoli, six heads of lettuce, 3 pounds of pepperoni (which I don't eat), three gallons of milk, 9 large packages of bacon (which I also don't eat), two bags of kiwi, two large bundles of bananas (half sliced and frozen for smoothies and half set aside for bread), a half gallon of cranberry sauce, the aforementioned thanksgiving meal, and a partridge in a pear tree.

Ain't no way I can eat all that. So, I spent a few hours today dicing, packing thanksgiving meals into zip-lock baggies, cooking/recipe making, and asking myself and my mother the question, "Can I freeze that?"

You can freeze a lot more than you'd think, though my freezer is now full to capacity, except for the apples and mushrooms, which will be baked and sauteed and otherwise made more durable tomorrow.

Sauteed these bad boys, put half over mashed potatoes and half back in the fridge with their giant box of uncooked friends. 

Then, post kitchen adventuring (yes, I did do the dishes. All of them) and general winning of wife points, I went to a Christmas concert. 

Lainey invited me nearly 4 times, and I truly did not want to go, but I ended up trotting off to the Waterfront Hall in the end. Turns out, it was not a wee church choir. It is a mass choir, developed nearly 20 years ago now by the then 19 year old Keith Getty (Elaine's brother). The hall it was in is the largest music hall in Northern Ireland, which is a big deal and also not. Because NI is quite wee. I would call it a moderate size for American standards. Smaller than the Tulsa PAC. 



The music was phenomenal. Special arrangements, soloists, and a full orchestra. My mother, aunt, and grandmother would have wept through it. 

Another successful day in the life of the lonely okie.

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