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..I've ever made. These are high protein, low fat, and absolutely delicious.
Ingredients-
14-15 large white mushrooms (or use five portobellos)
1 tbsp olive oil
8 oz (I packet) tempeh
* can be substituted with Indian cottage cheese/paneer, Mexican queso fresco, or even cooked beans.
1 tsp fennel seeds
1 tsp pepper flakes
1 tsp dry basil
1 tsp dry oregano
2 tbsp soy sauce or tamari
2 tbsp lime juice
1/2 cup finely chopped parsley (about 1 bunch)
1/4 cup nutritional yeast (or use your favorite cheese)
salt to taste
- Pre-heat the oven to 350 degrees.
- Remove the stems from the mushrooms and chop them up.
- Break the tempeh into pieces, cover with water in a microwave safe bowl and steam for 4-5 minutes, until most of the water is absorbed. Or steam conventionally for about ten minutes. Drain the water and crumble the tempeh.
- Heat oil in a saute pan. Add the chopped stems and saute until they release water.
- Add tempeh, spices, soy sauce, lime juice and saute for five minutes until browned.
- Turn off the heat and add the parsley and nutritional yeast. Mix well. Add salt if needed.
- Stuff the mushrooms with the mixture and place on a greased baking sheet.
- Bake for 20-25 minutes.
Garnish with more parsley and serve.
3CGB023--disposing of lit cigarette butt during wildfire alert
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1. My job has just been advertised within the company - for 8K lower wages and lower status...but with all the same requirements in the workload. So presumably it will remain a shit job, without the consolation of the cash. Such lovely people.
2. One of my oldest friends just had two really awful bits of family news during the same week, and has been understandably upset and snuffly - so her bloke's reaction was to tell her "he needs some space and they should take a break." She is in bits, but at least she has some good friends who are looking out for her.
3. EDY is very very ill with something and won't agree to see a doctor. Aaaaargh! If this continues I will be ordering a house call or frogmarching him to the GP. I am running out of capacity for looking after people, especially if they're not looking after themselves in the first place. Worried sick.
4. I'm off to get crunched about by an osteopath, as the taxi incident on Monday seems to have aggravated an old shoulder and neck injury and given me sciatica. This pain and discomfort is still somewhat preferable to being in the office.
Any of you peoples out there on XBox Live? If so... add me.
MainMor1
(MainMor was my old one that has somehow gotten locked from ever being
usable again.)
My plan to copy as many people on the internet as possible has gained momentum with Gamba blogging about Gyrotonics and today I had my free trial. it was fantastic; I hadn't believed I'd get a whole session and had only expected to get a bit of explanation and try a couple of moves but I got the full 55 minutes. Part of what it so great is that it's one-to-one but the exercises were fun. For the first time ever in any exercise class I didn't have one eye on the clock. Sadly she's away for the next couple of weeks but I've signed up to see her in 2 weeks and then for a few weeks after that.
Right now, who else has done something that I can copy?
Well the party was a lot of fun, and you will be relieved to hear there was free food and wine (although the savouries had all gone by the time I got there, so I ended up eating about a hundred pieces of cake in an attempt to stop myself getting too drunk. You know, rather than not drinking as much, which would obviously have been impossible). I didn't speak to Philip Pullman, which is probably a good thing, but I did meet a few other comic people which made me feel almost legitimate. I also had a camera poked into my face at one point which caused me to completely lose the ability to talk (you can probably see how terrified I am here). In general it was an excellent experience, and got me really excited about being involved in the whole thing - I just really really really hope that people buy the thing so I can keep drawing comics for them!
The dance of the custard took it out of us both yesterday. I want a custard, mummy. I want that spoon, no not that spoon, I want to eat it there, no there, no I want to open it. No not that way, No mummy I want a custard. Custard mummy, no not there. there. No mummy- All screeched at ear bleeding pitch. It went on for an hour. And that was after my confiscating said custard after the first five minutes of tantrum. Seth is hard. I forsee great things for this one. But perhaps not a happy marriage.
Also, they've taken to battering each other. Despite separating them, and removing treats, and toys and putting them in seperate rooms, they still pummel each other at every possible opportunity. Every game involves some form of battle. Even the teddies end up brawling.
They adore each other and can spend hours building dens and airships and pirate ships. Then make guns and swords and wands from anything they can find and 'do battle.' I really am sick of hearing them cry, because bit of rough play has ended in someone getting hurt. I catch myself saying "well, perhaps you'll think on next time" rather than focusing on the hurt. I have been known to throw them both in the garden in desperation and suggest they 'beat each other to death outside so as not to dirty the carpet.' Only the bemused looks on their faces and my grin emphasise the sarcasm. They might not be so shocked the next time I condone violence. Parenting gone wrong in face of extreme and constant noise and violence. I threatened them with Asbo's the other day. Offering to phone the police if they didn't stop flicking each other. Scary thing is, I remember doing this with my sister, and mum saying exactly the same to me. Though we were threatened with the orphanage and borstal.
Its probably far too much telly, far too many Ben 10 episodes. Probably the bickering that goes on between me and John at all times. Probably the stories we tell them (about pirates, and wizards and magical beasts) are too graphically violent. It does make me stop and wonder why there has to be a battle or struggle in every narrative. Even Smelly Bill fights with Aunt Bleach.
I am one of those mum's that ban guns and swords. When Ez fashions a lazer gun from a straw, I mantra "guns are dangerous, and seriously hurt and can even kill people. They are not toys, and playing at hurting people is not a fun game" to which he replies "don't worry mummy, its a pretend gun, and I'm only pretending to hurt people."
I am giving them mixed messages. Buzz Lightyear can use his lazer blasters all he likes, but Ezra can't pretend to shoot Woody's pistol.
He recently asked. "Mummy, deading someone is naughty. Why do animals get deaded for meat?" I answered honestly, but could tell my skewed moral code, confused him. Needless to say, he is definitely a veggie in the making.
Being a parent is confusing stuff. Sometimes I wish I could think more clearly and broadly before making decisions about what they learn and how we teach teach them. Honestly, it gets a bit boring sometimes, and sanity dictates I take time out otherwise I would go insane. Perhaps my sanity is not important. I should ditch the blogging and hoovering, if favour of even more constructive game play. As I hear Ezra yelling at Seth, "get out of here, young man. I'm sick and tired of hearing you screech" I could shoot myself in the head.
There is a fanatastic sneak preview comic in a drastically cool bag with a badge for person with the best caption for the picture below:
Winner announced soon! Er...
