Random Recipes

So... I'll be leaving the house soon, and I am stealing the recipes from the family cook book. The five or six that are actually worth the effort, anyway... 

(Most of the time, I secretly ignore the recipe and do whatever I feel like. My aunt never seems to realize that the chili is different each time, and in fact sometimes complements the recipe that doesn't, in fact, exist.  So these are about the only ones I ever actually use...)

And since my computer has a habit of dying on me when I most want it to live, I'm putting them here for safe keeping. So that in five or six years, when I actually want them, I can get to them.

My apologies to any cookbook author these may have been originally stolen from. Blame my family- they're the ones that copy things out on little notecards and pass them to each other...

( Recipes )

And, for the sake of completeness in updates...

SC3 was born on June 27th. He weighed less than two pounds, and really ought to be in a womb still, but he's doing all right out in the world so far. He lives in a little plexiglass box at the hospital but comes out for an hour every day so that my aunt can hold him.

Aunt is out of the hospital, but since she
a) Spends about two hours there anyway, visiting SC3
b) is still recovering from the birth and so on
I am still master of the house.

This is no longer in the least bit fun. Take for example the story of dinner tonight.

R&d: Dinner! *wanders away to make smoothies, in a vague attempt to get the SC to eat fruit*
*wanders back*
SC and LS: Om nom nom
*wanders back*
R&d: Where has all the food gone?!
LS: Oh. You wanted to eat? Whoops. Sorry.
Aunt: It's your own fault for not making enough food.

This is why I'm prone to weight loss...
(Although I then made another pizza, and ate half of it...)

None of this is helped by the fact that my uncle has a serious aversion to grocery stores. Any day he can avoid going is a good day. However, his pride in Taking Care Of the Family will not allow him to accept grocery-shopping from others, no matter how they plead with him to let them help. He has now developed cunning ways to make sure no grocery shopping gets done at all, such as the "Oh, I'll go later today, really. But until then, we can just eat canned tuna." and the "That's nice of you to offer, but we have everything under control here. I'll go later, really."
Which of course, he doesn't, until everyone is crying and moaning with hunger. And then he buys huge 4-pound bags of cheese. Which baffles everyone, but at least it's food.
He's been better since my aunt got home, beacuse she just shoots him evil glares until he meekly gets in the car and comes back with more cheese. And milk.

-R&d