Would you like a Coffee?

I decided to skip watching another Apple TV show about beautiful food, people, and places. Roasting coffee for my third time. Enjoyable, nerve-racking, and a nice break from watching other people’s lives.

Roasting coffee beans experience.

Suggested Resolutions

I don’t make resolutions. Every day I should do better, help someone, or give myself a break or reward.

However here are some possible resolutions you may want to adopt!

• More naked days - figuratively. Be honest, unabashed, listen to what you feel. Save the energy of image. Prepare be surprised when you realize some truth in the enemy.

• More naked days - literal. Saunas, Ben Franklin’s air bath, massages, definitely a day without layers. How will you have moments with sunlight, white linens, love, terraces, gardens, or courtyards?

• More steam, sunbaths, and meditation, imagination, and reflection.

• More kayaking to feel floating, free choice, water, and your breathing good air.

• More great tasting glasses of water than triple whiskeys.

• More hot showers with a crisp cold rinse.

• More cold showers melting into a hot rinse.

• More cold walks, MUD/WTR, supplements, and fires.

• More walkathons, walks to a friend, and walks with a friend.

• More fiber, day and night.

• More play.

• More relaxing muscle and mind into a stretch after exercise.

• More releasing the weight of stress with the stress from lifting weights.

• More aromatic and edible plants.

• More adding value while you’re alive.

• More funding solutions like AI to match donated socks for women, children, and the poor.

• More French doors, studios, silk clothes, and lanais.

• More museums, silence, and music.

• More book club where you don’t pick the books.

• More captioning to appreciate accents, native voices, and music. You’re probably descended from original people somewhere in the world.

• More glass cabinets indoors and organizer walls in garages and closets.

• More happy dogs and cats through dark rugs and rubber mats in their winter sun spots.

Homemade Noodle Dreamdish

Feeling.

It was really simple, but it felt like real cooking. My God what a great opportunity stop time and enjoy the moment of a house will layers of aroma. I am also hoping for the reward of a great meal and a little praise and credit.

I was craving an Italian meal. Feeling like family or the days when our apartment growing up was filled with music, Dad happy, and everything feeling like life.

I wanted something that I imaging but never had for long, a communal table of satisfying foods like a family would prepare. The closest I got was Mom’s Betty Crocker which was a lot of work and rules and was great. Or, my Grandmommy’s spaghetti. Mom said, “Of course you love it, she uses saved bacon fat.”

Ingredients:

I felt I knew what cooks have told us forever. Start with simple ingredients that you already own. Our pantry had a large can of italian tomatos, tomato paste, sliced red bell pepper, and natural Bucatini pasta.

I thawed ground pork while I was at work. For meatballs when it is served, the pork got mixed with egg, a little milk, sour cream, mustard, and garlic. Formed, refrigerated and baked in the oven.

The noodles were boiled in saltwater until not crunchy. Drain and stir with very little olive oil.

In a large saucepan, I sautéed diced onions, then added diced peeled Italian tomatoes, tomato paste, white wine, vodka, water, apple vinegar, basil, salt, and pepper and simmered for a long time. I wanted it aged. I don’t have a better explanation. I wanted to refill our souls after so much stress: 100% at work, hospitals, appointments, farm work, and Mom’s Alzheimer’s dementia.

The meatballs were about 3'“.

I layered the noodles in a casserole pan for the oven. Noodles, then sauce, mozzarella and a shaved slivers of a flavorful white semi-soft cheese (Scandinavian?) and clumps of sour cream. It baked at 400 until it looked good.

The Reward:

It was a hit. “Jeff, this is the best thing you’ve ever made.” [I love, create, take chances, andI fail frequently. It is how I know I am “all in for life”.]. It kept well in containers for the next 10 days of lunch and dinner.

Beautiful.