Meatloaf Sandwiches and Meyer Lemons
No recipe for you tonight--just an exhausted version of myself that can't help checking in here anyway. I do have a delicious, simple soup up my sleeve (I warned about soup season, didn't I?) and a couple delectable cookies. I'm being hounded for my Mom's cranberry pinwheel recipe, and I have it. Soon, I promise. And they're worth the wait.
Some highlights of my crazy-*%# week:
- This meatloaf sandwich, hurriedly eaten over my computer before a client meeting today. Yancey made meatloaf when I was gone last night, and the good news is that it's better than mine. That's the bad news, too.
- Coming home, arms full of diaper bags and flip chart markers, and finding a box full of Meyer lemons on my porch. Jordan's mom Barb picked the first harvest from her California tree Monday morning, boxed them up, and sent them to me. Meyer lemons are a cross between lemons and oranges, thin-skinned, with the most delicate fragrance and flavor. I wish I could pipe that smell into your wireless network so you could exclaim about it with me.
- 2-year old Loretta saying to 3-year old Milo in the backseat, "You can't play with my toys. Only Jesus can play with my toys."
- After dinner the other night, my children witnessed a rare scene--me just sitting there, spacing out. I wasn't cleaning, coordinating, ordering them around, checking email, folding laundry. Yancey was at the firestation, it was the first time I'd sat down all day, and I was tired and preoccupied with all the tasks looming in the week ahead. Wyatt ran around for awhile, then must have noticed my inactivity. He came back into the kitchen, sidled up to me, then just stood there for a few minutes, putting his arm around me and rubbing my back. What is better than that?
Okay--maybe the only thing better is a meatloaf sandwich. To make it the Leftoverist way, cut a thick slice from the cold, ketchup-sticky loaf in the fridge. Lay a slice of cheese over it (Gruyere, in my case) and warm it up in the microwave. Toast two slices of bread--if you have some artisan potato bread around, good for you. This week, all I had was two heels of almost-stale Costco wheat bread. Spread a bit of mayo on one piece of toast, and a bit of ketchup on the other. (I am an unabashed mayo lover. I don't know if I should admit that or not.) Lay your cheesy meatloaf on one side, and a big mound of crunchy lettuce on the other. Press together, pour a glass of milk (why does milk taste so good with meatloaf sandwiches?), and think about how you can make this very ordinary moment into a blog entry.
December 9, 2009
Reader Comments (8)
Not so ordinary, my friend. Well, maybe more ordinary than a trifle, which I had never even heard of before.
What a lovely moment with your son. I bet he has seen his dad do that.
Roo has said to me, "mom, maybe some sleep would help..." and a couple of days ago bear said, "mom? Sometimes... I feel sad too... You'll feel better in a little while."
Speaking of which, if I don't go to sleep very soon, getting ready for preschool will make me cry again.
Good night.
what a beautiful present!...save a few for me.....promise?....
Yancey you and Wyatt rock!!! you sure do know how to make points. And oh how I love Wyatt. (you sweetheart, you) don't tell him I said this, he won't feel cool anymore.
LOVE your kids. love. love. love.
(and while i'm at it, love that mom of mine. what a gal!)
some highlights of my week: talking to you yesterday (if only briefly), seeing you back at your blog, hearing what loretta said, hearing what my daughter said to my friend ("oh my freakin' god"....i seriously have no idea where she got that...i like the "jesus is the only one who can play with my toys" phrase better), and the chilling cranberry pinwheel rolls in my fridge. and i can't wait to see what you do with your lemons. does this mean we all need to go out and buy some now to prepare?!
Loretta's comment made me laugh out loud! Who's going to argue with that? Thanks for the gift of your blog, Sarah! Always inspiring!
I'm with Pam - Loretta is hilarious. Glad you still post, even without a recipe. As the windchill is going to get down to -20 degrees tonight, I'm just jealous that fruit can be left on your porch without turning into lemonsicles.
That sandwich looks really good! You and Yancey are both amazing providers for your family and yourselves. I love it. Wish I was walking home to that leftover meatloaf, it sounds so good.