We’ve been so busy the last 4 or 5 weeks. Elle’s party last weekend was the last major thing that we have going on for awhile. It was all fun but I am glad to be getting back to a little more of a normal routine.
Here’s what has been going on . . .
Fleet had his last soccer game. Getting a trophy or “piston cup,” as all trophies are called at our house, was the highlight of the season!
- 1 (9-inch) prebaked deep dish pie shell
- 3 tomatoes, peeled and sliced (Roma work best) (I did not peel them-LPC)
- 1 small zucchini, sliced into rings
- 1 small yellow squash, sliced into rings
- 1/2 cup sliced sweet or red onion
- 10 fresh basil leaves, chopped
- 1 cup grated mozzarella
- 1 cup grated cheddar
- 3/4 cup mayonnaise (or half mayo, half Greek yogurt) (I did the half/half option and it was perfect-LPC)
- 2 Tbsp fresh grated Parmesan Cheese
- Salt and pepper
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.
- Place the tomatoes in a colander in the sink in 1 layer. Sprinkle with salt and allow to drain for 10 minutes. Use a paper towel to pat-dry the tomatoes and make sure most of the excess juice is out. (You don’t want wet (juicy) tomatoes or your pie will turn out soggy).
- Heat a large skillet over medium-high heat. Season zucchini and squash with salt and pepper. Saute the squash in a single layer for 2-3 minutes on each side or until golden brown. Remove to a paper towel.
- Layer the tomato slices, zucchini, squash, and onion on the bottom of the pie shell. Sprinkle basil on top. Combine the grated cheeses and mayonnaise together. Smooth cheese mixture over the top and sprinkle parmesan cheese on top. Bake for about 30 minutes or until lightly browned. Allow to cool for at least 10 minutes.
- To serve, cut into slices and serve warm.
Two nights a week Luke is on his own for dinnertime. I usually try to have some leftovers so he doesn’t have to cook anything but occasionally I come home to some pretty interesting creations. I think he enjoys cooking but noone really enjoys it when your kids are tugging at your heels and whining that they are “starving.” He is a very creative cook. He never follows a recipe and can take just about any random ingredients from the fridge and turn them into something yummy and interesting. Here is what I came home to this week. These crawfish came from the swamp at Middleton Place. They tasted like unsalty shrimp.
I finished the book I was reading, Goldfinch. It was a spectacular story . . . entertaining and captivating though depressing and just plain sad at times. The story is incredible and I am often amazed that authors can weave such tales. Here are a few “thought provoking” quotes from the book that stood out to me . . .
“As it was, she died when I was a kid; and though everything that’s happened to me since then is thoroughly my own fault, still when I lost her I lost sight of any landmark that might have led me someplace happier, to some more populated or congenial life.” My thoughts: That’s what our family is to us, right? Our landmark, our lighthouse.
“It’s not about outward appearances but inward significance. A grandeur in the world, but not of the world, a grandeur that the world doesn’t understand. That first glimpse of pure otherness, in whose presence you bloom out and out and out.” I think this is about love but even after rereading I am having a hard time grasping the authors meaning, though I love the quote. Any ideas?
“Whatever teaches us to talk to ourselves is important: whatever teaches us to sing ourselves out of despair.” My thoughts: I have a few small things that I enjoy and have come to realize make a huge difference to me on a daily basis. Burning a candle and putting on Pandora can change this stressed out mama dramatically. Something in me believes that candles are peaceful and meant for quiet dinners and christmas and late nights on the porch. If I burn one in the afternoon when the kids are going bonkers and I’m about to pull my hair out, it relaxes me. And music. I am not a musician and I definitely cannot carry a tune (Luke will turn the radio up if I start singing along!). But listening to music has the same effect as burning a candle. Obviously, I am not talking about real despair here. (My children are tough at times but they don’t cause me despair, I hear that will come around the teenage years, ha!) However, I think it is the same for despair, that’s its important that we find and that we allow each other to find what “sings” us out of despair.
“That maybe even if we’re not always glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it . . . while keeping eyes and hearts open.” My thoughts: I agree and I hold back too often.
I’m looking forward to movie night tonight with the kids, an easy Saturday and maybe a River Dogs games on Sunday. Happy Friday!