Sunday, March 22, 2009

It just feels like home



Every Sunday night, we have a "fellowship" downstairs with various different treats each week. This week while we were fellowshipping, the topic of "Dinner" came up and it had all the women sharing different entrees that we love to make (and of course eat!) I fear that in this house my husband at times falls victim to "Dinner Boredom". I'm a "meat, starch, veggie" kind of gal. I don't really do well with the mix all of those things together and slop on a bunch of fattening creamy soupish stuff and top it with cheese kind of thing. Must have been my upbringing. Anyhow...I could eat just about the same thing every night of the week, just so long as I like it & I know it's healthy, I'm good to go. Although, I force myself to get out of the rut and give our dinners some variety. . .


Ok, all that being said, I am DEFINITELY a woman because I started my story here with one thing in mind and it rabbit trailed to a completely different thing! (I'd make a good preacher eh? JUST KIDDING! ;) )


So, we were talking about dinners after church and my mind was brought to one of my favorite Sunday evening after church meals that Dad always made for us. He was always the first to leave after church got over & Mom always stayed and talked, so Dad would go home and make us dinner so that by the time we got home it was hot and fresh waiting for us!! The most common was kielbasa. He'd fry it up in a pan with some peppers and onions (I would always pass on those things) and it went PERFECTLY with some cheese on a hoagie roll (as I got older, I added dill relish to the creation). While I was sharing this with some ladies today my stomach was telling me (against my head's better judgment as I was calculating the calories in my head) I just HAD to have that for dinner!! So, we stopped at the grocery store to pick some up and here's what we had....




I LOVE the way it browns on the outsides....

As I was biting into it, I found myself doing my weird little "happy jiggle" that I do. It just felt like home to me.

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