“Mom, You Smell Good!”

That sounds nice, right? Sweet, right?

Well, it does sound nice. And it does sound sweet.

But, unfortunately, it was not.

It ended up not being true.

Let me backtrack.

I was making sloppy joes for dinner. I had wanted to make my Sloppy Joe Pie, but time only allotted for the making of sloppy joes.

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I was browning my meat. I was humming. I was drinking my Kung Fu Girl wine. I decided, Hmmmm, maybe someone would like to see how I make my sloppy joes. My husband is smirking at my secret thoughts right now. I added my dashes of worcestershire sauce and garlic powder to my meat. And I took a picture.

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Oh, yes! This is lookin’ good, thought my Kung Fu brain.

I took another picture.

Which turned out fine.

But what you cannot see.

What you are not seeing, is me dumping the whole sloppy joe packet down the front of my pajamas (don’t tell me you don’t cook in your pajamas, my heart could not bear it. Actually, I was wearing these pajamas).

It landed all over the floor.

Of course, I thought.

Of course. I am making Sloppy Joes. How could I make them and not be sloppy?

I couldn’t.

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My husband sweetly vacuumed up my mess while I finished dinner. Here is a tip: I add a quarter cup of ketchup to my sloppy joe mixture, in addition to the tomato paste the packet calls for (and yes, I had to open up a new packet. Because my other one was consumed in equal parts by the floor and the vacuum).

We ate dinner. I forgot about my mishap. Moved along. Took pictures of my fancy food.

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Later, I laid down in our bed to read my husband and my son a bit of “The Magician’s Elephant” (review coming soon. Spoiler: I give it a ten out of ten).

My son cuddled up next to me.

“Mom. You smell good!”

My heart melted.

“I do?” I thought about what it could be. Could it be my deodorant or my IF perfume? I had worn both forever. I was surprised it had taken him this long to comment on liking them.

“What do I smell like?”

He thought. Then he sniffed loudly.

“Garlic bread!” He proclaimed.

“Whhhhhaaaaaatttttt?” I unhappily asked.

He tried to make me feel better. “I love garlic bread!” He assured me.

This was still not what I wanted to hear.

I sniffed my shirt where he had been laying. It did smell like garlic.

I looked inside the pocket. And I gasped. Inside the pocket of my top was half of the sloppy joe packet I had dropped earlier.

I guess my shirt was hungrier than the floor and the vacuum.

I quickly went into the laundry room and changed. But I could not help reflecting on the fact that making sloppy joes had turned out to be messier than I had thought it would be.

I was downright sloppy.

Wait for it.

I was a Sloppy Jenni.

But it was okay.

Little boys are crazy for the stuff.

And I can think of a lot worse things than smelling like garlic bread.

But not much.

P.S. Happy Valentine’s Day! Today I am wearing a bright pink caftan that I bought on sale. It makes me feel ultra feminine and romantic. What are you wearing today? Doing today? We are going out to lunch as a couple and then I am making homemade chicken noodle soup for dinner with the family.

I hope your day is sweet!

And that you don’t smell like garlic. Or sloppy joes! Or worse, Sloppy Jenni!

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P.S. I shared this on Savvy Southern Style.

And My Romantic Home.

Rachael Ray Green Chicken Chili

I love this recipe. It is one of my favorites. My kids like it, too. My husband does not like it. He is a big-on-texture guy and he can not get past the soaked tortilla chips (I do not want to use the word “mushy”) used in this recipe. I think this chili reads more like a hot dip because of it. But I love dip! We eat this a lot when my husband is at work.

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I watched Rachael Ray make this recipe on her talk show when it was on. It looked so easy and good. I could not wait to try it.

And I did. And it was.

Ingredients:

2 chicken breasts cooked and cut into pieces (I just use a rotisserie chicken)
4 cups chicken stock (1 carton)
3 Tablespoons of Olive Oil
1/4 cup chopped onio
2 minced garlic cloves (I just use 1 frozen packet)
1 Tbsp. Chili powder
2 tsp. ground cumin
1 seeded and chopped jalapeno
1 16 oz. jar of green salsa (salsa verde)
1 bottle of beer (anything you have or like)
Juice from 2 limes
Bag of tortilla chips (2 handfuls of tortilla chips set aside)

Optional Toppings

Chopped cilantro
Sour cream
Shredded cheese

I normally would never write down someone else’s recipe that I have not changed. However, there are a few things written in her recipe that I do differently (and that I remember her doing differently on the show). So, I am going to do a step by step.

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Pour olive oil in a dutch oven or other pot you use for soups and stews until hot. Add onions and jalapeno. Cook until soft, about 7 minutes. Add garlic. Cook an additional minute. Now add your spices and stir around in onion mixture for one minute.

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Turn off heat and add beer. Turn heat back on and add salsa and chicken stock. Bring to a boil. Add chicken. (Sometimes I add a can of chili beans). Simmer for fifteen minutes.

In the meantime, grind your handfuls of tortilla chips. I do not have a food processor, so I beat mine with a mallet in a large ziploc bag. No anger issues here. ; )

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Add ground or super smashed tortilla chips to pot after fifteen minutes of simmering from the instructions above has passed. Continue simmering with tortilla chips now in pot for eight minutes. Stir every few minutes so tortilla chips do not clump together or stick to the bottom of the pan.

Turn off heat. Add lime juice. Stir.

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Serve in bowls topped with cilantro and other optional toppings. We dip our tortilla chips into this yummy indulgence and walk away full and happy.

Thanks Rachael Ray for a recipe that has made us happy for years!

P. S. I shared this on Savvy Southern Style!

It’s The Little Things: Cuban Coffee

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I first tried Cuban coffee a week ago. I tried it and loved it. Since that time, I have been back three times to the local Cuban eatery. I just went there again this morning. Here is the thing: This coffee is strong. I normally do not like strong coffee. But this… It’s wonderful.

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So, I googled “Cuban coffee.” From what I could gather: it is not necessarily where the coffee beans are from. But rather how they are ground and brewed (with sugar). No wonder I like it!

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They make so many sweet versions, I suck it down. The great thing about this is that it keeps me full all day long. It also keeps me incredibly wired. So I get more things done.

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Our local Cuban restaurant has fun quirky coffee signs hidden in the restaurant. These two are my favorites.

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I just bought some to make at home. They grind it fresh there. Wish me luck!

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Have you had Cuban Coffee? If not, check to see if there is a Cuban restaurant near you and if they serve coffee. It is really good.

It’s The Little Things: Finding a new variety of something you love.