Monthly Archives: February 2007

Model City

I saw this cool Lego city at the model train show we went to this weekend. The skyscrapers mimic the ones in the downtown area. Unfortunately the lighting at the show was horrible, so no amount of adjusting my camera’s setting would help the look of some of my pics. This is one of the best of the bunch. And as you can see our computer issues have been resolved so that I can upload photos to the blog. Now, back to the cooking!


Early Rising

My son woke me up at 5:00 this morning. Barely conscious, I dragged myself to his room to make sure he was fine. My husband, who by then was out of bed himself, said “Oh, he’s fine. But he woke me at 4:30 to tell me he was hungry.” I soon realized that we were not going back to bed anytime soon. Pretty disappointing, considering that I look forward to sleeping in until 7:00 on Saturdays and Sundays instead of my usual 6 a.m. wakeup. Yeah, I really do get up that early.

So I decided to make the best of things; take advantage of my early start time and work on some breakfast. Zoe was awake by then too and watched me as I made gluten-free, casein-free waffles. I got the recipe from Cooking Free, which is rapidly becoming one of my favorite cookbooks. Yesterday I picked up a waffle maker at Target and today I got the chance to use it. The waffles came out just right; light and crispy on the outside, tender on the inside. It was heaven on a plate.

Flamenco Dad and I got into a discussion about good toppings and preparations for the waffles. Of course, pure maple syrup is the topping of choice, but there are other options too. I thought maybe next time I’d try a warm strawberry topping, especially since it’s strawberry season here. Also, there’s a diner in the area that serves a bacon-pecan waffle that my husband wants me to try and replicate. But my favorite (which my husband thinks is absolutely insane) has got to be fried chicken, a shot of hot sauce, and a then splash of maple syrup. I think it’s funny that my Southern-raised hubby has never had fried chicken and waffles. I know that it’s an odd choice for breakfast; but when I tried this for the first time I was hooked.

Sorry there is no picture of my delicious waffles. We’re still having computer issues. And also? We inhaled them so quickly I didn’t even stop to think about getting the tripod and camera ready so early.

Technology is a Fickle Friend, Part Deux

You may recall that back in the fall I was having issues with getting my photos to upload onto Blogger. Once I updated to beta those issues were worked out. Now we are having other tech problems here at the hacienda, this time due to a power surge. Our computers (mine and the hubby’s), which are currently networked to one another, are not speaking to each other. Flamenco Dad’s computer does not have internet capability either–due to said surge–which sucks because his computer is the one where our photos are stored. That means that until we get that network thingy going again I can’t post pics on this site. Bugger! Unless I can sweet talk my husband into getting me a thumb drive. Hmm, maybe I’m onto something…

Now that I’ve got a headache from all that computer talk, I can talk about my husband’s cool gig this week. He was asked to play with the Florida Orchestra this week for two performances of music from the score of the Lord of the Rings trilogy. This is great for two reasons: one, we LOVED those movies; and two, having an opportunity to play with the orchestra is a great experience. He’s gotten to work with some great conductors when playing with this orchestra, and this time was no exception. Unfortunately I didn’t get to see these performances due to a lack of a babysitter–people would tend to frown on the idea of me leaving my kids home with a block of soy cheese, rice crackers, and some Welch’s grape juice. So I stayed home and watched Survivor and American Idol (thank you DVR) after I put the kids to bed. I baked a loaf of gfcf bread for Miss Z and thought about Frodo, Gandolf and company–guess which movies I’ll be watching this weekend?

Please Pass the Tums

This weekend we visited the phenomenon which is the State Fair. Ever been to one? The carnival rides, the games, the cotton candy, the fried EVERYTHING? Sweet Jesus, it had been years since I’d been to a state fair, and I forgot how much artery-clogging naughtiness there is to be found there.

We actually went to the fair for a show: Zoe’s performing arts school was doing a show at the fair. Yep, that’s right: my baby performed on a real stage in front of lots of people. Her group was really adorable. They performed a number to “The Hard Knock Life” from Annie, complete with buckets, mops, brooms, and cute little orphan attire. We were a very proud flamenco family. Zoe is a natural-born performer!

After the performance and after helping the studio people wrap stuff up there, we were starving. Fair food is a tricky thing, but I managed to find a few things that Zoe was able to eat: shish-ka-bob and kettle corn. As for me, I went for the holy trifecta of fair food. I had my first corndog in about 10 years, a funnel cake (I truly cannot recall when I last had one), and a GIANT lemonade. My mother-in-law then bought a bag of fried pork rinds, the remnants of which are sitting in a sack on my kitchen counter.

Now all that wickedness did wreak havoc on my non-gluten-sensitive self, in case you were wondering. I remembered why I went 10 years without a corndog–the indigestion is brutal! But we successfully navigated a trip to the fair without Zoe getting sick on gluten or casein, which we are all quite happy about. And I got to see my kid kick butt on stage. Sweet!!


Two years ago my fabulous mom married a great guy in a beautiful, Valentine wedding. Naturally, I couldn’t post this lovely picture in the same post as my pancakes–after all, my mother deserves way more than to share top billing with pancakes! So, Happy Anniversary to my mom and her husband. I hope you are blessed with many more years of love and adventure!

My Yummy Valentine

Today I was jonesin’ for some pancakes. Actually I’ve been wanting pancakes for breakfast for several days now. While at the health food store this weekend I picked up some buckwheat flour; I was inspired by a post I remembered reading a while back on Free to Eat. I contacted Lynn for some advice on making these, consulted with my copy of the Joy of Cooking, and made a few modifications. And today I was rewarded with some scrumptous gfcf buckwheat pancakes. Zoe is not home from school yet to try them, but Ayden has already eaten two of them. Considering that he’s 3, I thought he’d hate them: after all, how many three-year-olds out there like buckwheat? But he really enjoyed them, and told me that I was “a good cooker.”

Gluten Free/Casein Free Buckwheat Pancakes

1 cup buckwheat flour

1/2 cup rice flour

1-1/2 tsp. baking powder

1/2 tsp. salt

1 Tbs. sugar

1-1/2 cup almond milk

3 Tbs. canola oil

3 Tbs. molasses

2 eggs

1/2 tsp. vanilla
Combine dry ingredients in a large bowl. In a medium bowl, whisk together wet ingredients. Add wet mixture to dry mixture and whisk until combined–do not overmix. Pour by 1/4 cupfuls onto preheated and greased griddle. Serve hot with maple syrup.

On The Mend

I am on the mend, after two months of dealing with what seemed like a never ending respiratory illness. It appears that a change made in medication triggered an allergic reaction that basically wreaked havoc on my lungs. Now that I am off the medication, my breathing has improved, and I’ll be back to yelling at my kids in no time. As I told Lynn over at Free to Eat, my kids have been getting away with murder around here! LOL!

My stepfather is also improving, thank goodness. He actually spent close to two weeks in the hospital. The infection he contracted is a strain of staph infection, MRSA. It is what the medical community calls a “superbug” because it is resistant to many of the more commonly used antibiotics. Poor O now has to wear this apparatus–at least for the next two weeks or so–that supplies a steady stream of antibiotics to the affected area and keeps it closed to avoid a new infection. My stepfather actually has a hole in his side where this infection once lived. I cannot stress to people out there enough; if you have a wound that appears swollen or blister-like please get it checked out. This MRSA can eat away at flesh and rapidly travels throughout the body. It is also easily transmittable through casual contact; in fact, this illness is very commonly spread in hospitals. A hospital in Central Florida had about 40 people come down with it in the same hospital–only 6 people came in with the illness. Now that I’ve sufficiently scared everyone, I will say that my stepfather is getting better and stronger every day. He says he’ll be back at the horse farm soon–he misses his babies.

My uncle also came home from the hospital, and he is feeling well. He has been placed on dialysis while doctors try to find a kidney for him. Members of the family who are physically able to be organ donors are being tested; and the hope is that someone will be able to either donate one to my uncle or give one to the organ bank. In the meantime, my uncle is resting at home and enjoying time with his grandsons while he waits for good news.