Sometimes the kids are good eaters. Sometimes they are dubious. When I first started making meals for these little people, I had to really sell my food. One night, I made pork chops or something, way back when Henry and I were first dating. “Is this chicken?” one of the kids asked. “Nope. It’s pork.”
Henry, whispered: “Say it’s chicken.”
Jenn: “It’s chicken. And I made it with love.”
From then on, for every single meal I’ve made for them, they always ask if I’ve made it with love. One time, I made chili and put in a can of diced tomatoes. Like clockwork, the oldest asked, “Jenn, did you make this with love?”
“Yes,” I answered.
“Are these pieces of your heart?” She was, of course, referring to the chunks of tomato in her chili. And she doesn’t like tomatoes.
“Yes,” I said confidently.
Henry cut me a look that said: Did you really just tell her she’s eating your heart?
I grinned and she took a bite.
We’re a weird bunch.
Tonight I made breakfast sandwiches with canned biscuits, homemade sausage, muenster cheese, and eggs.
They were cute, filling, and made with lots of love.
- 1.5 pounds of ground pork
- 2 tsp salt
- 2 tsp pepper
- 2 tsp fresh sage (minced finely)
- 2 tsp fresh thyme (minced finely)
- 1/2 tsp fresh rosemary (minced finely)
- 1 T brown sugar
- 1/2 tsp nutmeg
- 1/2 tsp chili flakes
Mix thoroughly. Form into small patties for sandwiches. Fry. Or use to make sausage gravy with those biscuits. Do whatever. It’s good.
(Adapted from Alton Brown’s recipe)