Greetings from Blandsville

Where do you think in the Thousand Islands region did somebody say, "Hey. Let's put mayo and ketchup together and name it after where we live." Weird.

Welcome to Day 2... Okay, I didn't have alot of time today and I was a little worn out from yesterday. A night out with the band followed by a day of grocery shopping and trying three new recipes to eat at a dinner party? I get so ambitious sometimes! Guess what's for dinner... LEFTOVERS!!! Would Betty approve? Not sure, but there's an economic crisis going on, people! (AND the band is practicing in my basement AND Intervention is on tonight) So, I'm making a new salad dressing and calling it a day.

I bought "spicy" ketchup (made with Tabasco!) hoping that it would (obviously) spice up my Thousand Islands dressing. No dice, Betty. It tastes just like regular Thousand Islands dressing, though, so it's still pretty good. (Side Note: There is a hard-boiled egg in Thousand Island dressing. Ew. Weird.)

Today I noticed a challenge to this project. I am not a "measurer" of ingredients. AT ALL. In fact, I worry people, because even when I bake, I "guesstimate" ALOT. (I have to say, things usually turn out really good. Pat self on back now.) Problem: I don't consider my weird ways of cooking to be "following" recipes, so actually measuring things out and following a recipe is hard! And you know what? Betty hardly puts cayenne or jalapenos in ANYTHING. Seriously!

So the band is still blasting away in the basement, and Intervention is going to start in 9 minutes and I can't hear anything and I'm determined to wait for Scott to eat dinner.

Thank Heavens and Betty for leftovers and PVR.

xox