Scotties Toy Box

February 17, 2019

Laughter

Filed under: Food, Funny Stuff, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 13:57

I like laughing and people who can laugh.   Today I encountered the perfect example.   Ron is working a lot of 12 hour night shifts in a row.   We were running short on stuff so I decided after the Sunday morning news shows I would drive down to the local Publix grocery store about 2 miles away.  I knew because I was going there around noon time and the local churches ( yes three between here and there ) would also be getting out it would be very slow on the road and the store would be busy.   I also was struggling with my back.  Long story short I went to help some older people with a new laptop a few days ago and it took hours and I hurt my back sitting in their kitchen chairs.   Not their fault , they are grand people,  it is the damage in my back requires certain supports and stuff.   So the muscles in my back along my spine in the lower and middle levels are swollen ( spasmed ) and very sore.  Makes walking or lifting anything really painful.   So I got myself in the correct frame of mind before I even left the house.   And it begins!

Sure enough as I left my driveway and headed to the side road to go to the main road the church behind my home which is right there on the side road was having an exodus of very white  ( or blue ) haired ladies and bald men shuffling slowly from the church steps and across the side road to the parking lot.  I realized why they bunch up that way and go in herds, there is safety in numbers and the slower ones in front hold back the faster shuffling ones behind them.  I just let the car shut it self off and even though every now and again one of the docile creatures would look up and motion me to run over them I waved the entire migration through.   This however caused several of the first ones to get their cars started into the side road where it seemed to confuse them there was two directions to travel.  The side road is only wide enough for two small cars with a single piece of paper between them so there was a lot of hestations and false starts to enter traffic.   I waited my turn as I no longer had my huge 6.6 turbo diesel dually pick up and the new little car did not have the ground clearance to use those ahead of me as speed bumps.   We traveled down the side road at a stately 25 miles an hour slowing to the cautious speed of 12 MPH when meeting oncoming traffic.   Lucky for my sanity this stretch is only for the first mile of the the trip.  

At the end of the side road we meet the main road, a two lane in each direction divided by a median.   To inter this road one gets a break in the North bound traffic and then moves to a large center paved opening where the median would be.  Then when one gets another break one merges into the southbound traffic.   This takes only a minute or so in rush hour traffic during the week and is almost instant at any other time.  But not at church release time for the gentle herd.   Having just been filled to the brim with the information of what waited for them should they lose at this blood sport of moving traffic they were not taking any chances.  This judging the approaching cars speed was a serious business needing a committee of elders with at least two deacons.   I was looking for the sign that said “give up all who wish to leave this side road” but I couldn’t see it.   After 5 minutes I was tempted to pull over into the grass and go to the front of the line to wave those filled with the foot stopping power of the holy spirit forward.  I also felt maybe I should check for those who had over done with the excitement of this endeavor and had fallen asleep.  I should mention the main road was not overly busy.  After ten minutes I was at the head of the line.  The was a new problem.   Apparently there was a bible convention in the center waiting area as no less than five cars were waiting to move into the two south bound lanes.   Being very kind people they were each waiting for their fellows to go first.   I counted three on coming cars, yes just three, well spaced out .  Remember there are two lanes here.   I was starting to lose my ZEN, and my wanting to use the twin turbos on the new car was kicking in.  I got the chance!  

Leaving the herd behind I was able to do a decent 57 MPH the rest of the entire nearly a mile to the store entrance where I zip into the parking lot.  Which was jammed.   I had figured it would be busy so didn’t mind the parking nearly half way down the parking lot on the exit doors side, which was so far way it needed a different zip code.   My pain pills were still working some so I made my way inside, selected my cart of choice, which was a much smaller selection than normal, and waited while four members of a new herd belonging to the Church of Cannot Understand the Traffic Flow of In and Out Doors to slowly one at a time make the daring plod from the store into the cart storage area and out of second set of entrance doors.  They were timid creatures needing time to work the courage up to cross the threshold so I leaned a while on the shopping cart.  I felt my pants pocket where my pill case was in a very reassuring way. 

I won’t bore anyone with most of the shopping detail of deadlocked isles and confused shoppers wonder why the things they wanted to buy seemed in the wrong isles / departments and who had moved them.   However I did simply break down in loud laughter at row of milk coolers.   It was here the total absurdity of the situation got to me.  There was a conflab going on in the general area of the coolers.  There were people with carts trying to go in every direction , mostly into each other.  There was people who had abandoned their carts to try to do solo missions through the dangerous beachhead to the valued containers of milk.  There seemed to be a complete subsection of the herd trying to figure out if the percentage was what they normally got while their counterparts were more convinced the they needed to heft each jug for weight comparisons before selection.   I even took a minute to feel sorry for the short elderly lady in front of me who muttered ” I only need a milk and I am out of here”, a feeling I agreed with.   Just to be clear there is no milk shortage in florida, but it seems everyone in the county wants to buy it at the same time from the same store.  

Then it happened.  The thing that set me off.  I admit I was not not graceful nor restrained in any way.  That I didn’t pee my pants is a miracle worthy of a Sunday morning sermon.  Into this complete cluster of confusion walked a tall very portly man with a mission.  He immediately assessed the situation and in a pleasantly deep loud ringing voice proceed to announce the need for a traffic light at the milk department.  He kept up a steady list of pronouncements as to the situation offering to contact medical aid for those who had passed out while waiting.  He was funny and brash, and while doing this he attracted enough attention that he managed to slip his huge bulk to the doors of the coolers, subtracted a gallon of the precious white stuff and back out again without being the subject of an evening news police report.   I roared.  I thought it was a superb performance.  I laughed so hard I got to coughing.  Several people decided I was mentally unhinged and I found the entire area in front of the milk coolers was suddenly emptying of people.  It was down to the short older lady, me , two guys who were trying hard not to notice me.   The lady started to laugh with me.  She looked at me and said ” was that on our shopping list”, which caused me to laugh uncontrollably even more.   

I was now in such good humor I didn’t mind the limping walk to the car because my pain medications had worn off in the years this excursion had taken me.    Nor did I get upset at the nice couple getting out of the church nearest the grocery store proceeding to do a stately 37 MPH all the way down the main road , and when they turned on the the side road I realized I would follow them all the way to our park.  At the grand speed of 19 MPH.   To be fair there was two other cars coming the other way on this same road and we had to be sure no sudden moves were made that may actually start the blood flow in their bodies. One must take precautions you know.  

Well thank you everyone for sharing my monumental attempt to get a few items so the cats would have treats.  I will now go read political / religious news so I can calm my nerves and lower my blood pressure.  😜😜😂🤣😁😃😊😎😻😻  Hugs

 

January 18, 2019

REUTERS: Private Prison Group Works Asylum Seekers For Pennies, Then Gouges Them For Commissary Food

Filed under: Bigotry, Criminal, Economics, Fascism, Food, Greed, Harm, News, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 17:00

https://www.joemygod.com/2019/01/reuters-private-prison-group-works-asylum-seekers-for-pennies-then-gouges-them-for-commissary-food/

Reuters reports:

Immigrants and activists say facilities such as Adelanto, owned by Boca Raton, Fla.-based Geo Group Inc, the nation’s largest for-profit corrections company, deliberately skimp on essentials, even food, to coerce detainees to labor for pennies an hour to supplement meager rations.

 

RELATED: In late 2017, Geo Group executives partied lavishly at Trump’s Miami golf resort after landing a $110 million federal contract. That contract came months after they donated six figures to a pro-Trump super PAC.

December 21, 2018

The dictator strikes again.

Filed under: Children, Economics, Food, Greed, Harm, News, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 15:57

The president gave billions to corporate farms due to his tariffs hurting their profits, yet we cut the very food assistance the poor need to survive.

Filed under: Asshole / Jerk, Criminal, Economics, Family, Food, Greed, News, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 15:48

December 20, 2018

Trump Admin Moves To Restrict Food Stamps Eligibility

Filed under: Children, Economics, Family, Food, Harm, Health, News, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 09:07

https://www.joemygod.com/2018/12/trump-admin-moves-to-restrict-food-stamps-eligibility/

If there was work available that a person could do while having childcare and necessary flexibility while paying a wage high enough to afford to feed yourself and your children you wouldn’t need these laws.  The fact is that the single largest group needing food assistance is military families.   One of the largest groups is also low income workers like walmart employees.  People seem to forget for a mother to go work even part time she needs to have childcare, yet none of these programs provide it, nor give an exception for mothers who have no one to look after their children.    It is being between a rock and a hard place, there is no way for a mother to win.  I find it interesting that republicans view wealth.  To get the wealthy to do more they give them tax cuts and rebates.  To get the poor to do more they take away any support or assistance they get.  Really seems backwards to me.  Hugs

 

December 19, 2018

A little girl died because she was not given anything to drink in US custody. I do not care how remote the post was, the people who worked there had liquids to drink, they could have shared.

Filed under: Bigotry, Cartoons, Children, Fascism, Food, Harm, Health, Memes, News, Political, Questions, Race, Reason — Scottie @ 07:18

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December 12, 2018

For Ark and the vegetarians

Filed under: Cartoons, Food, Harm, Health, Memes, Questions, Reason — Scottie @ 06:26

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December 6, 2018

Tacos

Filed under: Food, Health, Ideas, My Life and Rants, Questions — Scottie @ 13:13

Hello everyone.  Today Ron tried to make tacos with something called Jack Fruit.   I did not care for it.  I am trying to figure out how to make tacos with out hamburger.  I am thinking maybe beans and mushrooms or that and add a bit of refried beans.  We have done very well reducing our meat intake.   Ron has a veggie stew all ready to cook.  I just need to find something for those dishes that hamburg has always been the base to.   Ron loves the meatless tomato sauce I have been making.  If you have any ideas or recipes please let me know.   Hugs

November 22, 2018

A meatless thanksgiving dinner.

Filed under: Food, Love, Magic, My Life and Rants, Things I like — Scottie @ 11:43

Trying something new this Thanksgiving.   Ron was to work last night but got called off.  So we had not prepared anything for a meal today as I would be up alone while he slept.  Now we had to figure out what to do.  On years where he did not work we would make a reservation at a local restaurant we preferred.  

This thanksgiving we are doing something we have not done before.  Ron and I are trying to cut down on the amount of meat we eat.   So I am making a tomato sauce with out hamburger or sausage.   Instead I used beef bouillon to give a deeper taste.  I like my sauce to be really tomato tasting.   Here is what I did.

I took three cans of Dei Fratelli which I think is the most tomato tasting sauce I have tasted and put them in a large pot.   Then I took a container of mixed peppers and added them.  I also added a whole container of diced celery.    I added a quarter container of yellow onion.  ( I do not like onion really so I only add enough to give a flavor with out being overwhelming which I think onion can be.  All measurements are subjective to your taste.)  To this I added the two beef Bouillon, and two regular small spoonful of minced garlic.  Then the following spices measured roughly by pouring then into my hand.  Oregano but not a heaping palm full as it can turn biter if not balanced.  Sweet Basil a full palm full.  You don’t need to worry about sweet Basil because if you add a bit too much it will only make it a sweeter greener sauce.  I add rubbed sage for taste and also Thyme.  Most people never think to add that but it really does make a difference.   Then I heat the sauce and when simmering I add two different types of mushrooms.  I use a basic white mushroom sliced as they take the flavor well, and a small whole mushroom as it gives a texture.  Then add a bit of salt, simmer and then just before you start the water for pasta taste the sauce.   This time I added a touch more minced garlic and a half palm full of sweet basil.   

Ron put garlic toast in the oven and I am heating the water for the pasta.  Use what ever pasta you prefer.   Today we are going with Angle hair as I forgot to get regular spaghetti pasta.  I hope you enjoy your meal as much as we are going to ours.

Best wishes and loves to all.  Hugs

November 21, 2018

Interesting information. Again we do something for show politically that has no real meaning. Ark you may want to pass on this post. Hugs

Filed under: Animals, Food, Health, News, Political, Questions, Sad — Scottie @ 14:39

November 2, 2018

This is heartbreaking. Thank you Nan for sharing.

We humans like to pretend we are enlightened species.  We pat ourselves on the back for giving a dollar or two to a panhandler or at the check out in local stores raising funds.  The story I just read is enough to break your heart if you have any empathy at all for other beings.  Earlier I got a news flash of a four year old exhausted girl who simple stopped.  She collapsed too tired to walk another step.  She had no way to know that her parent was putting her through this because if the stayed where they were, the little four year old girl would have been taken, used as a sex slave , drug mule, or whatever the gangs and fighting forces demanded.   I would remind everyone who doubts this is our problem of two things.   Much of the problems were caused by direct actions of former US governments.  Also if it was your children, you in that situation, wouldn’t you want the country that claims to be the wealthiest on earth to offer a little help.   I will be posting some excerpts from the article and I hope you notice that the people who have the least are the ones trying the hardest to help out.  Hugs

https://www.theguardian.com/world/2018/nov/01/migrant-caravan-mexico-journey-illness-exhaustion-danger

But they remain hopeful that they will reach the US, a country they often see as an idealised country of justice and opportunity – in contrast, they say, to the corruption and violence back home.

And parents say they have no choice but to bring their children to avoid forced recruitment, sexual assault or murder by the gangs which dominate many Central American towns.

Rumors abound that child snatchers are shadowing the caravan, said Keila Castro, 29, who was begging by the roadside with her son Gerson, six, to raise money for a ride in a minibus.

They left Honduras with nothing more than the clothes on their back after a local gang threatened Castro’s husband. Gerson grinned bashfully, but Castro said it was tough to travel with a six-year old. “He’s not as tough as us and he gets very tired.”

So far, the group has averaged about 60km (37 miles) a day. They gather in evening assemblies, and vote on major decisions, such as when to rest, and where to head to next.

All the way, they have depended on the kindness of strangers, hitching rides in rubbish trucks and taxis, and sleeping in town squares, local people’s homes, or collapsed on the wayside.

Earlier this week, they reached the town of Niltepec, which was almost completely destroyed in a 2017 earthquake, where residents – who still live amid the rubble of that disaster – welcomed the caravan with homemade soup. “We wish we had a space dignified enough to offer our visitors,” Zelfareli Cruz Medina, the local mayor told the Associated Press.

At each stop, a team of missionary nuns has tended to the migrants’ blistered feet; many of the walkers are on their second or third pair of flip-flops or crocs.

Churches, municipal governments and generous locals have kept them clothed and fed. The local distributor of the baked-good behemoth Bimbo donated more than 1,000 loaves of white bread at one of the stops.

The caravan sets out early, often hitting the road at 2am or 3am to take advantage of the cooler temperatures before sunrise.

Jenny Gutiérrez, 18, watched the trucks laden with young men roll past her as she walked along the roadside. She was four and a half months pregnant – something she had only discovered after setting out on the journey.

“The worst is the sun,” she said, but that was closely followed by the nausea, the sore throat, and having to bathe in rivers.

Gutiérrez had fled her home to escape gang members who demanded a cut of the meagre income she made selling fruit on the streets. She had no idea where she was heading, but no intention of turning back.

“There’s no future in El Salvador,” she shrugged.

https://twitter.com/Scottiestoybox/status/1058496216890335232

 

October 23, 2018

White woman thinks she has the right to tell spanish speaking people to leave her country. Demands to see their passports.

Filed under: Asshole / Jerk, Bigotry, Children, Family, Food, Harm, News, Political, Race, Religion — Scottie @ 08:59

I am posting it this way because I do not want to put that garbage this woman was spouting on my blog.  However it is important for us to see what a portion of our country has become.  This woman had no idea who these people were , just heard them speaking spanish.   She felt entitled not only to accost them but to demand to see their passports.   Who was she to demand that, a white person.   This is what fox news and the racist president has caused, and that the white supremacist want.  The president says he is a “nationalist”.  He doesn’t need to put white in front of it, we all know what he meant, he is a white supremacist racist bigot.  This is why he had such a hard time blaming the white power demonstrators in Charlottesville and said there were “very fine people on both sides”.   Please wake up people.  The purge has started on Trans people, all the LGBT, the brown skins, the black skins, the people speaking spanish.   The White racist Christian majority is giveing a huge push to make sure they are the only ones with rights, and they are demanding to be superior to all others.  Please go to the web page in the twitter link and read the short report.   Remember this family had children with them and the white woman did not care how she frightened them.    Hugs

September 6, 2018

About 2 Million Low-Income Americans Would Lose Benefits Under House Farm Bill, Study Says

Filed under: Children, Family, Food, Harm, News, Political, Questions — Scottie @ 14:40

 

September 1, 2018

Chicken Parmesan

Filed under: Family, Food, Love, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 19:04

  For a while I wanted to try my hand at making Chicken Parmesan.   Now I can make a pretty good spaghetti tomato red sauce.     I had talked to Ron and he wanted me to do it also, and he would help me.  So I made the sauce like this.  Also I rarely measure anything I go by instinct, taste, and what amounts in the palm of my hand have worked well in the past.

  • In a large pot I put two cans of good rich tomato sauce.
  • Two thin sliced mild Italian sausage.
  • 1.50 pounds of ground beef. ( you can use less ) 
  • Three pepper mix of green, yellow, and red peppers, unmeasured (chopped) 
  •  Yellow onion, unmeasured ( chopped )
  • Celery unmeasured ( chopped )
  • 8 ounces sliced mushrooms
  • Two teaspoons of minced garlic.
  • Oregano poured in palm of hand.
  • Basil poured in the palm of hand.
  • Small amount of rubbed sage measured by palm of hand.
  • Small amount of thyme measured by palm of hand.
  • Salt sprinkled over top and stirred in. 

I add everything into the pot and then start cooking,  including meatballs if we are having them.   I like the taste of the combined seasonings / items when they are cooked together.  I simmer this for about an hour or so, until the meat is fully cooked.  The fat in the ground beef will add flavor and thin the sauce as it starts out rather thick.   Next I set aside a few spoon fulls to cool and taste.  I then added more of the items above as needed.  Today case I add more oregano, basil, garlic, and salt.  Below is the sauce after I used half of the pot for the chicken Parmesan. 

 

Next I took a baking dish such as something like 13 X 9.  I put a layer of the sauce on the bottom of the dish.  I next took 6 breaded chicken patties and placed them in the dish.  Next I put one thick slice of mozzarella cheese on top of each patty.  I covered the entire thing in another layer of sauce.  Then on the top I put shredded Parmesan cheese.   ( I would recommend not doing this step until you cooked the dish for like half the cooking time so the Parmesan doesn’t burn .  I pulled mine out just as the Parmesan was starting to turn to a brown color. )  You want to bake this at 400 for about 20 minutes.   I was using our large convection toaster oven instead of the big stove oven and it tends to cook faster so I cooked it for about 17 minutes, checking the Parmesan to make sure it was not burning.    As the chicken was precooked all I really needed to do was heat it all up enough to melt the cheeses and get the chicken hot.  So your times will vary.

I cooked up some angel hair pasta and put out some warmed up rolls.   I tend to cook a pound of pasta at a time as we tend to eat most of it with little left over.    We had three chicken patties and a small amount of both spaghetti and sauce left over. 

That was my morning project while Ron worked on getting the inside plywood put up on the new walls he made enclosing the front room.  Ron gave me many complements and some kisses saying the meal was very good.  I admit I glowed, and enjoyed that he was so happy with the meal. 

Ron is making me a new large kitchen which he has maybe a third done as he loves it when I cook.  I also enjoy cooking and making meals he enjoys.  Best wishes to everyone.  Hugs 

 

 

July 13, 2018

tRump is such a baby

Filed under: Asshole / Jerk, Cartoons, Food, Memes, News, Political — Scottie @ 12:14

November 9, 2017

Third day yuck

Filed under: Food, My Life and Rants, News — Scottie @ 19:19

Tonight is the third and last night of the diabetic education classes.  Sorry I have not been to everyone’s blogs the last few days, it is rush for this and rush for that.   I know what this class would boil down too and I was correct.   Tonight’s lesson is all about the foods you can have, ones they want to ban from your life, and all that rubbish.  Nothing I as a 54 year old man likes then have a over think lady telling me what I can eat and what I can not.  I take offense at being treated like a ten year old in trouble for eating a cookie.  I do not want to be scolded for weight, I know I am heavy at 202 pounds.   I do not want peopel who do not know me nor my history telling me what i can put in my mouth.   I got totally pissed off after the educator told me I had to eat less at every meal, so I asked her if she gave birth to me.  She was stunned so I asked her where she got the idea that she could regulate my food intake.  Got to run.  Hugs to all

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Third day yuck

Filed under: Food, My Life and Rants, News — Scottie @ 19:19

Tonight is the third and last night of the diabetic education classes.  Sorry I have not been to everyone’s blogs the last few days, it is rush for this and rush for that.   I know what this class would boil down too and I was correct.   Tonight’s lesson is all about the foods you can have, ones they want to ban from your life, and all that rubbish.  Nothing I as a 54 year old man likes then have a over think lady telling me what I can eat and what I can not.  I take offense at being treated like a ten year old in trouble for eating a cookie.  I do not want to be scolded for weight, I know I am heavy at 202 pounds.   I do not want peopel who do not know me nor my history telling me what i can put in my mouth.   I got totally pissed off after the educator told me I had to eat less at every meal, so I asked her if she gave birth to me.  She was stunned so I asked her where she got the idea that she could regulate my food intake.  Got to run.  Hugs to all

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Third day yuck

Filed under: Food, My Life and Rants, News — Scottie @ 19:19

Tonight is the third and last night of the diabetic education classes.  Sorry I have not been to everyone’s blogs the last few days, it is rush for this and rush for that.   I know what this class would boil down too and I was correct.   Tonight’s lesson is all about the foods you can have, ones they want to ban from your life, and all that rubbish.  Nothing I as a 54 year old man likes then have a over think lady telling me what I can eat and what I can not.  I take offense at being treated like a ten year old in trouble for eating a cookie.  I do not want to be scolded for weight, I know I am heavy at 202 pounds.   I do not want peopel who do not know me nor my history telling me what i can put in my mouth.   I got totally pissed off after the educator told me I had to eat less at every meal, so I asked her if she gave birth to me.  She was stunned so I asked her where she got the idea that she could regulate my food intake.  Got to run.  Hugs to all

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August 31, 2017

The bake penne creation

Filed under: Family, Food — Scottie @ 10:10

I have been trying to do more at home.  I started planning daily supper meals.  However bad start to the seek.  Starting on the weekend I got really ill.   Vomiting, sweats, chills, complete fatigue.    Anyway I have to thank James.  He stepped in and kept the kitchen cleaned up and helped me out greatly.   I tried to make the marinara sauce and between vomiting trips to the bathroom I screwed the sauce up entirely.    I got way too much oregano in it.  It was uneatable.   Again James stepped up and made the sauce for me.   We cook differently James and I.  He like plain and simple, I like highly seasoned and full bodied.   But I really thank him for the help and his sauce was good.  

I was unable to make the baked ziti ( made with penne pasta as I did not have ziti ) so Ron stepped up and made it as I took pictures.   Rather than go through a step by step written procedure of how to make a simple dish I will say the one thing Ron does differently is he adds basil to the ricotta cheese.   SO I will just add the pictures and if there are questions just ask.  Ron baked it at 350 for about 40 min.   Hugs

** Sorry for so many pictures.  I had to pare them down from about 70 to 24.   Also the extra large coffee cup is mine.   Everyone else likes standard size but I always loved bigger.   Size can matter if used correctly.   Hugs **

 

April 14, 2017

Baking Breakfast Together

Filed under: Food, Love, My Life and Rants — Scottie @ 13:25

Hello Everyone.  Thanks for coming by, pull up a chunk of wi-fi and have a stretch out.   Some of you may know I have good days, and I have not good days.  Well that is not special, we all have that.  What makes mine a bit different is my health issues including pain problems can make a not so good day both happen a lot more often and makes them be quite a bitch.  However the great thing for me is I have it very good comparatively and with out being a blind pollyanna  I would say I am a lucky person.   I am rather happy.  I am not going to write a post on all the bitchy health stuff I am dealing with.   Instead I am going to tell you the great thing we did this morning.

Ron and I love to do stuff together.  One of the things we love to do is cook together.  I admit I use to do more of my share of it than I do now, but I still am part of the two man team.   Yesterday I came up with the idea of creating a breakfast bake this morning.  I had made one 11 years ago and Ron loved it.  So I gave Ron a list of things we needed and off he went to the store.  The last time I had to cook everything in advance, prepare it , and then bake the finished mixture.   

Ah how things have improved.   Ron was able to get a couple bags of precooked crumbled sausage and bacon.   The ham also was cut up, even though Ron did cut it smaller.   We got a huge bowl out and I went to town creating my own recipe.   First I added the crumbled meats with the chopped ham.   Then I added three different types of shredded cheeses.  Then Ron cut up a velveeta spicy cheese and added that.  Then I added a bunch of hash browns, which are simply shredded potatoes.  Now if you like peppers and onions you can add them.  Once we had all the stuff in the bowl, I mixed it up by hand.   

Ron had 6 really nice mini loaf cooking pans.   I filled them with the mixture up to about an inch from the top of the pan.   At the same time Ron took 9 eggs and put them in a bowl and using his new stick blender I got him, he whipped them up with some water.  This he poured over the mixture in the baking pans up to the top level of the mixture.   This gives the eggs room to rise as they soak into every part of the mixture.   Ron gave the pans a shake as he filled them as the eggs settle  in the nooks and crannies.  

We preheated the convection countertop oven to 425.   We set the timer at 30 minutes.  We checked them at 20 minutes to make sure.   Ron ate a slice or two and pronounced them great.   I ate mine with hot sauce.  I did not add salt with the mixture as I prefer people to add the salt at the time of eating as people have such different tastes.   I agree it was great.   The most wonderful thing is Ron and I did it together.  It was a great joy to be creating side by side as we made this with no measurements or complete recipe.   Poor Ron had to do all the clean up as just the small part I did wore me out, but he did not mind at all.  

Here are some pictures.  Sorry I did not think to take the pictures until after it had been baked and we started to eat.      Be well.  May your days not be bitchy.   Hugs

 

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