Reheating

Generally I am proficient at food preparation, specifically when I'm preparing left overs.  I know how long to microwave garlic mashed potatoes to get the cheese stretchy without drying out the butter... how long to bake lasagna back to perfection and how long it takes to reconstitute chowder on the stove with a little extra wine and milk..

Burgers, however - are difficult.

Sunday night the boy and I made DELICIOUS sliders on the grill (yay! the grill is back in use for the season), and we had leftovers.  Which I wanted.  badly.  However every method I consdiered sounded crappy.

Microwave?                ew, rubber
Oven?                         crispy..
Back on the Grill?        dry, dry, DRY

So, I started texting.  Texted the boy - "microwave with cover?"  Uhhhh no, thanks though! Texted my mom - "uhhhh eat it cold?" and miss out on the fatty juices!? no thanks! (did I mention I put blue cheese crumbles IN the patties, cause I did!)

Finally McCloud had a stroke of brilliance, "Call Lindsay."

Lindsay! of course! why didn't I think to call the only girl I know who a) lives in the heartland, b) owns a grill and c) can generally be considered the proud owner of over 200 lbs of buffalo meat in her freezer.

Lindsay.  Lindsay will DEFINITELY know how to solve my hunger problem.

She didn't answer, so I sent the SOS text that garnered an immediate reply "S.O.S. Domestic issue, call!"

She called. immediately.

I repeated the issue, conditions and concerns (burgers, cold, grill, microwave, oven and stove at my disposal, don't want them dry or gross). She pondered for approximately 1.2 seconds before declaring:


"Skillet on high, use beer."


Obviously.  Obviously there is beer involved, why didn't I assume that was the solution? I usually assume that beer is the solution, I must be losing my touch...

So I went for it. cracked a coors light, put about 1/4cup into the hot skillet and tossed my little patties in there.  It worked like a dream.  The steam kept the patties moist, the skillet kept the outside "grilled" and the cheese got perfectly gooey!

I only had one bun left, so I had to improvise with lettuce tops for the little guys, but all in all it was a delicious success. A delicious, juicy, melted success.

One that I regretted only slightly at my 5:45am wake up call for the gym. 

Office Apparel

It's monday. its raining. and I have a cold. 

Not a lot going for the day so far aside from the caramels and Thin Mints that I shoved in my congested face for comfort (even though I could barely register their taste).  kudos me, I don't even have to taste junk food to justify it!

Anyway, McCloud mentioned that she was wearing the same outfit as last night, which immediately reminded me that I am am wearing the same thing I wore out on Saturday night.  Granted I traded mine in for sweats and a blankie yesterday (along with a box of tissues and some sudafed).  But it did get me wondering.  How in the hell did I say to myself "nice outfit Gingham, go paint the town!" on Saturday, then wake up this morning and think "gee I look professional." about the exact. same. outfit. same shoes. same shirt, same scarf. SAME SAME.

Questionable?

The real alarm is I can't tell if it's a great saturday night outfit, and a ridiculously inappropriate office ensemble, or vice versa. Or what if it's neither? and its just a sad boring outfit regardless of the time of day??

This cold is seriously messing with my ability to think clearly.

snoodles. time for more tasteless candy.