There was a dead rat in Brian's garden today. Brian disposed of it before I saw it. He didn't tell me about the rat until it was thrown deep into the nether-regions of the construction site, where I could not possibly see it. We believe the cat (see previous post) has taken a liking to us and left us a gift in the middle of the night. Ewwww. We already yelled at the cat when we saw him. Thank you, Brian, for not showing me the rotting, dead rat. Thank you.
For Valentine's Day this year I cooked a dish that reminds me of home like no other. It's a family recipe that my Mom knows by heart and my Dad gets on special holidays. Spareribs, sauerkraut and dumplings: Here's my plate before I started inhaling it. Not everyone likes it. I didn't like it until I was an adult and came across a very similar dish in the Czech Republic. I craved home-cooked food at the time and I instantly became obsessed with the dish. The tricky part about the recipe is that it wasn't really written down. My Grandmother, Anita, wrote a copy for my Mom a long time ago but my Mom has since changed parts to simplify the recipe. This is the recipe that my Mom told me and I adjusted on my own. For the Dumplings: These are the dumpling when they were boiling, as they start to get done, they float to the top of the water. 3 c bread crumbs (about a half of a loaf dried on a tray for a day and broken up in a food process...
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