Late this afternoon I had an I need to eat moment. It was a million degrees out and my protein bars were in a melty state. I happened to be in a strip mall parking lot with my nemesis of fast food places, Burger King. But I was so hungry I decided my ban of this establishment ended today. Mostly because the drive through was empty and that meant I could get food faster.
In 2005, that’s right fourteen years ago, I got food poisoning from Burger King. It was a brutal bout of vomiting that led me to the conclusion that I would never again eat at the king of burgers. That flame broiled scent they emit from the building haunted me for years. It’s not that I am holier-than-thou and never eat fast food. I try not to, and it’s relatively easy as I live forty-five minutes from the nearest fast food joint. But occasionally I need food in a rush and I’ll chomp down a quarter pounder.
Back to today. I studied the menu for a moment before telling the lady I’d like a whopper junior with cheese meal. I paid for my order and secured my dinner. I then parked in the lot of Burger King to eat. I used to look sideways at the folks who were eating in their cars in parking lots, but now I am one of them. I get it.
So I unwrap the burger and the flame broiled smell doesn’t bother me. Good. Progress. I decide to remove the bottom half of the bun to sniff the burger patty to see if it has a foul smell. No, we seem to be ready for consumption. But then I look at the patty. Oh Em Gee. Don’t ever look at a fast food burger patty. Ever. This is what I saw.
So that’s not exactly what I saw, but it’s all I could see. This is a close up of a whopper junior burger patty. I ate this. Now I don’t want to receive hate mail from Burger King defenders. I have nothing to compare this to. Wendy’s burger patties could be more disgusting in appearance by a mile. I just don’t know.
Here is a not close up picture of my meal.
Not as offensive. Here you can see the red of the tomato and the green of the lettuce and it looks like food.
I asked my kids what they though the first photo might be. Lucy Girl said a cookie. Hank the Tank said a pizza covered in cat vomit. Then they asked me what it really was and I told them they’d have to read my blog.
Five hours have passed since I ate this. So far so good. Although food poisoning does take many hours to surface. Perhaps I can allow Burger King to re-enter my list of acceptable places to eat on the run.
Look what I found! The scariest noodles I have ever witnessed. I am already jazzed up about fall so when I saw these there was no ifs ands or buts. These were going into my cart. Tri-colored pasta in the shapes of bats and pumpkins were the meal I never knew I always wanted.
Out of curiosity I checked to see what they used to dye the black pasta. Cuttlefish ink:
Let’s analyze the pasta after it’s been cooked. Kraft has created so many cartoon character versions of Mac and Cheese, therefore I have vast experience preparing pasta in shapes. I usually disapprove of the artistic quality of shape pasta, but this is definitely above average. The pumpkins are a bit busy in their design, but the bats are spot on.
I knew I was going to have to use Alfredo with this meal, the white sauce allowed us all to still see the bats and pumpkins. Then before I remembered to take a picture I threw some spinach and basil and tomatoes in the mix. There is nothing beautiful about the finished product, but it was mighty tasty!
Halloween Pasta is a definite winner. I think it was 2.99. When was the last time you had this much fun for less than three bucks?
Side note, thanks to everyone who has been clicking and reading this week. I used to be such a regular at this game and the fact that some of you still indulge me means a lot.
I’m just a basic boring lady who loves to love fall. Sweaters and pumpkin spice and leaves changing color all energize me. September 1st is my favorite day of the year as it is the date that I finally allow myself to break out the scented candles and fall decor. But if I am being completely honest, I don’t obsess over Halloween. I like Halloween, quite a bit. But it is merely the first stop in the trilogy of significant holidays that in my opinion get better and better.
September means fall, and days getting colder. I like cold. I’m very Scandinavian and really don’t sweat much. I know you came here to hear about my perspiration patterns so I’ll continue. If you do not sweat the heat of the sun simply enters your body and does not leave. So while some are glistening in the sunshine I am becoming a literal oven getting warmer and warmer with each passing minute. I am uncomfortable outside if it is over eighty degrees. During hot spells where I live, and it can get dang hot, the only relief I really have in the summer is entering a deep freezer. Luckily I manage a business that requires I shop for supplies at a store that has a walk in freezer. Twice a week I go get the orders and I stand inside those freezers until my core is cold. Sometimes I don’t even need to purchase a frozen item, so I’m just standing there like a kid loitering at the 7-11 with a dumb look on my face while others are stocking up on ice cream and frozen chicken patties.
So I’m on a tangent. Basically I love fall, hate heat, and don’t obsess over Halloween. However today I had a few minutes to kill after standing in the deep freezer and popped into Marshall’s to grab a cheap t-shirt since I spilled soda on mine and didn’t want to continue my errands with a stained shirt. Of course they had a display of autumn goodies and I checked them out.
I came away with a few winners, today I show you this glorious item. It’s about a foot tall and wide. This pumpkin haunted house lights up in the windows which looks really awesome in the dark but takes a terrible picture so you will just have to imagine it. I do not have a large Halloween decoration collection but this is making me want to acquire one. I also want an upright piano as I believe that would be the best place to display this treasure. Hopefully my writing streak continues and I can show you the other items I found tomorrow. Until then I am going to lay in the dark staring at this pumpkin.
Lucy Girl wanted cake today, and it reminded me that I was supposed to bake a cake for a website last month. Bright and early we went to the store and picked out a mix and some frosting. As I was taking this picture I realized the side margins on this layout are ginormous. It’s been forever since I messed around with the design, perhaps it’s time. Here’s to a dozen years of The Pilver!
Fall Count Up #2 is happening! Today I went around my garden and yard checking out all the things thatare growing. It’s the time of the summer when everything is producing. I don’t have an enormous garden, as I have in years past. This year almost everything except tree fruit is growing in raised beds than are small and manageable. Check out what I have so far:
I love sunflowers. They are bright and beautiful and easy. You can plant them once and end up with volunteers for the rest of your life. Every spring I go on sunflower patrol or they would take over all the flower beds. This bloom has a huge fuzzy bee!
Another easy crop is zucchini. I always end up with more zucchini each year than I will ever eat in a lifetime. And if you forget to pick them for a couple days, you get watermelon sized squashes. They are usually too big for using, but they have seeds like pumpkins that you can roast and snack on.
Speaking of pumpkins, here is one that Lucy-Girl carved her name into when it was teeny weenie. This is a jack-o-lantern pumpkin, but I’m not sure it will make it to Halloween. It looks nearly ready to pick!
One of the biggest crops in the garden is always tomatoes. I always can a ton of these. Plus using them in salads and salsas when their fresh is so gosh darn much better than using grocery tomatoes.
One of my favorite fruits is watermelon. While I always try to make sure the garden is well watered and fertilized, I give special attention to the melons.
I have a dozen or better fruit trees as the border in my yard. They are still young and I never get much fruit off them, but hey look! An apple might just make it until it’s ready to pick!
Here’s a couple red plums that should be ready any day. There are also cherry, nut, apricot, pear, and peach trees. Literally none of them have anything worthy of a photo. I’m a terrible orchardist.
This is Mrs. Balkins. She is the only current egg layer on the farm. She likes to come in the house and lay eggs in my bedroom. After finally tackling that problem, the windows were left open in my truck and she started laying eggs on the seat. Mrs. Balkins desperately wants to be a house chicken and if chicken diapers were a thing, she’d probably get her way.
Only a month or so more of gardening season. Which is great because I am anxious to be lazy. But now I need to stop writing for the day as I have jam on the stove that needs canning.