So my mother has always been very good at keeping family traditions alive and passing them on. With that said, the kids and I, on a cold and rainy day this week, practiced a tradition that my mom was taught by her Grandmother Roxie (yes that is her full name..awesome I know) We re-toasted our stale crackers AND tortilla chips. It was the most liberating, fabulous, invigorating, life changing moment I have had in the kitchen in a long time. All those times when I had chucked the wee bit of leftovers at the bottom of the bag or in the end of the cracker tray. No more my friend. No more my friend. I say re-toast those babies. Part of the reason this was spurred on was because Tim asked me if we could make it until the 14th to go grocery shopping. Like a major grocery trip. For anything other than milk and eggs kinda trip. I looked at my cupboards, they honestly looked pretty bare. I thought the chances were slim to none. I told him I will try my best. Since then, we have re-toasted crackers, made some kick butt spaghetti sauce, almond butter cookies, banana bread, and chicken stock. And our cupboards are full. Oh, and I have a spaghetti squash cooked and ready to make some spaghetti squash pancakes. I have no idea what the outcome will be, but it's what we have and what is in season, so I am trying to be as creative and yummy as possible-all at once.
Proverbs 31. Love it and trying to live it.
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