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NaBloPoMo #19 :: Today's Supper

Well, because I mentioned that I cook almost daily in yesterday's post, I got an e-mail asking what I cooked, especially since I need to watch the carbs as Manthing & I are both diabetic. So today, I figured I'd share my turkey burger concoction. I've tried several recipes but Manthing didn't care for any of them as much as the one I came up with on my own several years ago, off the cuff.

I was tired, hurting badly and I really just didn't give two shits. You know those nights when you think you are just throwing any kind of slop together to feed the hungry pieholes and they end up loving it and asking for more. Go figure...

Off-the-Cuff Turkey Burgers

2 pounds ground turkey
parmesan cheese*
garlic (fresh or powder)*
onion (fresh or powder)*
parsley (fresh or powder)*
2 eggs
Buns and fixings, if you desire.

There are no measurements or quantities beyond the ground turkey and eggs because I don't really use exact measurements for anything but baking. I just add enough spices and stuff in till it looks right to me.

Combine all ingredients in a mixing bowl.  Form a ball about the size of a pool ball with the turkey mixture and flatten into a patty. Pan fry in a hot, shallow pan; 2 to 3 minutes on each side or until they are nicely browned. On the electric stove I am forced to cook on, I use the medium high setting.

I prefer these plain with a salad or a steamed vegetable but they'd probably be good with onion straws, fries or chips but that'd ruin the whole low-carb thing with this meal. Italian Green Beans are pictured above with the burgers.

Woo. Now I feel all Betty Crocker-ish. I need ruffled cobbler's apron.

If you make these, and you like them, let me know.
If you make these, and hate them, keep it to yourself.

Heh.

A Story In Which Manthing Shaves His Eyebrows Off

Every month or so, Manthing does something hideous. 

He shaves his head.

His hair will reach a half an inch and BINGO, he'll haul out the electric clippers and clip it down to a quarter of an inch. He will also trim his beard. I understand the beard being short. But I HATE the hair. However, it is HIS head and he IS an adult, so what can you do?

Anyway,  he has a tendency to miss HUGE spots of his head while shearing his locks because he doesn't look at what he's doing in the mirror. Worse than having a shaved head is having a shaved head with huge bits of unshaved  hair poking out all over. He also tends to miss the spot right in front of the top of his ears. This makes him look like he is sprouting the beginnings of Hasidic ringlets.

Because of this,  I am called into service to help so he doesn't end up looking like a molting bird or like he was in a radiation accident. I  make sure the long bits are trimmed and the hairline on his neck is straight. Because Manthing has also begun sprouting OME's, otherwise known as Old Man Eyebrows, I have been largely responsible making sure his eyebrows don't grow so long as to stick straight up or down to intefere with his vision. I usually accomplish this by running the clipper over them lightly, in the direction of growth, while the clipper guard is still on the clipper.

So the other night, Manthing and I are making sure everything looks okay after he's whacked his hair off. I check out his eyebrows to make sure they're okay.  They are not.

"Hang on a sec. You've got the Old Man Eyebrows", I say, "Let me trim them."
Manthing reaches for the clippers, "I'll do it".
"But," I blurt helplessly as he grabs them and begins to SHAVE HIS EYEBROWS.
"Manthing", I say "Why are you shaving AGAINST the growth, without the guard"?

By this time,having paid no attention to me whatsoever, he has shaved one eyebrow off and the gravity of what he's done finally dawns on him. I could almost see the lightbulb come on. Rather than being decently mortified, he begins to laugh.

"Shit", he states, still laughing, as he begins to work on the other one.  After all, you can't go around with unmatched eyebrows.

"I know.  I can't believe you just did that. You should have let me do it like I always do", I tell him flatly.

Once he is finished, he looks at himself closely in the mirror. "Well, they'll grow back quick", he says hopefully.

"Way to go,  Sinead," I remark on my way out of the bathroom.

WW: Water Walking

Captured on film by: Manthing