Not much to say on this lazy Sunday but this…..if they could stay like this for a little longer…….
A plateful of life
“The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow. And the storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go. Clouds beyond clouds above me, Wastes beyond wastes below; But nothing dear can move me; I will not, cannot go.” – Emily Bronte, Spellbound
The “blahs” have hit, full-force; not just in my boring life but in the lives of almost everyone I come into contact with of late. Maybe it’s the smothering cold blanket of Winter or our own little demons of unhappiness jabbing us at every turn.
Friends dealing with their own issues of depression are trying to cope in the best ways possible; others just seem to be throwing their hands up in complete surrender to the Gods of Discontent.
I don’t have any pearls of wisdom to share, no helpful insight that will grab hold and make everyone’s “blues” just disappear; wish I did have such enpowerment. Hell, I can’t even climb out of my own writhing snake pit of anger, frustration and disgust with life, of late, in general.
Through blogging, we attempt to be funny even when it’s the last thing we feel like pounding into our keyboard before we hit that “publish” button. Some understand, others sit back and criticize. Well, tough toenails to everyone who wants to read only about white lace, promises and everything perfect…and unreal; life doesn’t work that way.
In defense of a friend and outstanding blogger, I feel the need to lash out at anyone who can sit back and hurl their mundane opinions regarding someone “not being funny” on a given day. Grow the eff up, will you? Every picture that someone paints through their writings isn’t always going to skirt the issues of real life and leave you with a warm, snuggly feeling inside. Respect those who don’t hold back and share the down side of their existence and possibly learn something about the humans who dwell behind these blogs. If you can’t do that…feel free to take that proverbial hike down some yellow brick road.
Nuff said……
It’s Tasty Tuesday and I have a great Italian Appetizer to share called “Spiedini”! Don’t like Anchovies? You can omit them and this is still deeeeelish!
For the Spiedini
16 slices whole-wheat bread, toasted lightly
1½ pounds Buffalo mozzarella or any freshly made mozzarella, sliced 1/4-inch thick
1 quart vegetable oil, or as needed
4 large eggs
¼ cup milk
1 teaspoon salt
pinch of ground black pepper
1 cup all-purpose flour
For the Sauce
5 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
4 garlic cloves, crushed
8 anchovy fillets, chopped coarsely
3 tablespoons small capers in brine, drained
3 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
⅓ cup dry white wine
¼ cup vegetable stock or water
2 tablespoons fresh Italian parsley, chopped
Pour enough vegetable oil into a wide, deep skillet to fill it by 1 1/2 inches. Heat over medium heat until the oil registers 350 degrees on a deep frying thermometer. Line a baking sheet with a double thickness of paper towels and set aside. Meanwhile, in a shallow wide bowl, whisk the eggs, milk, salt and pepper until thoroughly blended.
When the oil comes to temperature, dredge each skewered square in the flour, being sure to coat all sides lightly but well. Working with half the floured skewers at a time, dip them in the egg mixture to coat on all sides. Don’t soak the bread in the egg, just coat it thoroughly. Let some of the excess egg drip back into the bowl, and gently slip the squares into the oil. Fry, turning as necessary with a pair of long tongs, until golden brown on all sides, about 4 minutes. Drain the sandwiches on the paper-towel-lined pan and place in the warm oven. Repeat with the remaining sandwiches.
For the sauce:
Arrange the hot mozzarella sandwiches on a warm platter or plates and pull the skewers from them. Spoon the sauce over and around the sandwiches and serve.
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