A few months ago we were out of groceries. Again. Hey, these kids will eat you out of house and home. Literally. I used to cook those 3 course country kitchen kind of dinners every day- back when I had 3 kids. Now, I try to cook gigantic batches of food 3 times a week and hope they carry us through. (Thank goodness for pizza night.)
I used to like grocery shopping, but that too has changed over the years. I blame Wal-mart, but I’ll complain about that some other day. Needless to say, I’ve become a master at avoiding the store. So, I’m known for throwing a bunch of stuff in a pot and calling it dinner. Surprisingly those are my kids’ favorite nights! They don’t want fancy, they want hearty. Especially if I forget the “whole grain” stuff…
One night I found a big package of hamburger meat, some frozen potatoes O’brien, a few cans of corn, carrots and some rotel tomatoes. I threw it all together and mixed in some brown gravy. “What are we supposed to call this?” Jordan asked me, and I was feeling particularly sarcastic, so I said “Call is slop, like what you feed the little piggies…”
I was pretty amused with myself UNTIL we were walking through the grocery store one day and the kids shouted “can you make us some slop?” I think my face turned 3 shades of red.
The other day we were all out of carefully planned meals again… so it was back to the drawing board. I’m not going to Wal-mart on a day when I’ve completed a college exam, and been to therapy, a softball practice, and an awards ceremony. Especially with 5 kids and a baby in tow. We’ll eat Ramen Noodles for dinner before I torture myself to that degree. So, to the deep freeze I went! I found two packages of sausage- ok, that’s something!
In the fridge there was a bowl of leftover queso dip. In the pantry I had two packages of veggie rotini noodles, the colorful ones. Then I found some cream of chicken soup, a few more cans of rotel, and some shredded cheddar cheese. Wouldn’t you know it, that’s a meal! Again, here comes Jordan with his questions! “What are we eating? What do you call this?”
This time I thought of something better than slop. I said “Rainbow Sausage.” Hey, it’s cheesy but at least it won’t make old people stare me down in Wal-Mart. They polished off the entire pot in one sitting. Jayden actually said “Mama, I like it when you just make stuff up!” Of course that reminded all the other kids of the slop we had a few months back, so yesterday I was grocery shopping and I decided to recreate it. As luck would have it I ran into someone I hadn’t seen in a few years.
“What are you cooking?” She looked truly interested. “Let’s just call it slop” I said while gritting my teeth. Oh well, at least I didn’t call it S.O.S. Some people might say it stands for same old stuff, but my dad said it was shit on shingles, and that mental image made it hard for me to eat those biscuits!
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