Monday, October 21, 2013

Sunday' Story

I woke up at 6:30 a.m. on Sunday. I still felt tired, though, so I lounged in bed until my ex-Catholic guilt kicked in. Then I got up and ran through the Sunday morning routines, including stripping the bed and sticking the bedding in the wash. Oh, I refilled the pillbox and watered the dead bay leaf tree, wound the clock and so on…

I had the morning news on until 10:00 a.m. Then I switched to the radio and “Sunday Morning, Over Easy.” Well, I thought I was, but it wasn’t on! WTF? Please don’t tell me they dropped that show!!!

I finally shaved and showered. Then I addressed the burning concern of the day: Pot Roast!

Now, I saw this somewhere, but can’t prove it’s true. They said the best way to truly incorporate the flour into a roast was to flour it and then beat it with the side of a dinner plate. Um, okay… So, I did it.

Then I seared it in bacon grease (who doesn’t love bacon?) in my big-ass skillet and put it in the oval slow cooker.

Then I took a pound of carrots and a pound of parsnips and peeled them. I cut each of them in half and then into quarters. I cut the quarters into four-inch strips and threw them all in the slow cooker. I tossed in about a pound of button mushrooms and a sliced Vidalia onion as well.

I added two tablespoons of tomato paste to the skillet, along with a 1/4-cup of AP flour. I worked that together, and then added a 1/2-cup of white wine to deglaze the pan. I scraped up the brown bits and then added 1 1/2 cups of beef broth and a good slug of Worcestershire sauce. That all went into the slow cooker.

I went outside and harvested a handful of fresh thyme. I threw that, stems and all, in the slow cooker along with two bay leaves. I turned it on high and forgot about it.

Then I cleaned the house. I took the bedding out of the dryer and remade the bed. It looked inviting, so I took a nice nap.

I woke up and remembered the grass seeding effort. So, I went out back in the shed and got the empty seed bags and cleaned up the workbench. You gotta keep your shed clean, man! I filled the bird feeder and the squirrel feeder while I was out there.

I put the trash into the trashcan and then vacuumed the straw out of the trunk of the Volvo.

Carla called and we chatted for a while. After we hung up, I realized it was almost 6:30 p.m. and I hadn’t done a damn thing on the bike. Shit! I put up with that god-awful smell for two days for nothing??? But, it was dark and cold and I just didn’t feel like tackling it. I told you this would be a three-year project!

Instead, I boiled up five or six baby red potatoes until fork tender. I was making a side for my pot roast that my daughter, Amy, had posted on Facebook. It’s an Australian dish called Crash Hot Potatoes (hey, don’t ask me, mate, I don’t even know anybody from Australia! But, I do have a big knife.)

Anyway, I preheated the oven to 450 degrees F. (first time I felt warm today). I put some olive oil on a half sheet pan and put the potatoes in it. Using a potato masher, I flattened each potato to the thickness of a fat cookie. I drizzled each with olive oil and sprinkled on salt, pepper, minced garlic, fresh thyme and fresh chopped rosemary. I topped each potato with grated parmesan cheese and stuck them in the oven. I set the timer for 20 minutes.

Finally, it was time to eat. The pot roast was melt-in-your-mouth tender and the carrots and parsnips were excellent. I was unimpressed with the potatoes, though.

I watched a couple of taped shows (I couldn’t find anything interesting of TV). When things had cooled, I put everything away in the fridge and soaked the slow cooker. I went to bed at 11:00 p.m.


  1. 1.) "watered the dead bay leaf tree" why it it's dead?
    2.) "unimpressed with the potatoes" that's a lot of work and cleanup for an unimpressive dish. It did sound good (via the ingredients) however. . . better luck next time.
    3.) Happy Birthday Nana...

  2. @GPF: 1. I think I killed it by over-watering it. I cut it down to two inches and will see if it comes back. If not, I'll buy another one and try again in the spring.
    2. Yeah, it sounded good to me, too. But, not so much...
    3. I'll pass that along when I talk to her.