so i haven't changed my name yet, and i don't know if i'm going to. if i am, it's going to be both our names, together. and i am good and fine with that. but people ASSUME that i am HIS NOW, his name, his woman. and maybe i am, and in the same way he is mine and we are each others and we are each our own, too. maybe that's the crazy part of being with someone. i don't f'ing know. whatever. this is the one issue regarding marriage that REALLY GRATES ON ME. pretty sure i rambled drunkenly for a LONG TIME at the bachelorette party about it. sorry ladies.
anyhow, tonight, pork tenderloin, lean, with whiskey/maple/apple cider marinade/sauce. i think it will be nice.
with lots of 'sparagus.
ETA:
So, the tenderloin, it was SO GOOOOOD. I took a lean pork tenderloin, and I put it in the slow cooker for about 5 hours on low, turning it a couple times. In the slow cooker with the loin: good whiskey, apple cider, little bit of beef stock, a couple shallots, some brown sugar. Toward the end, I ladled out some of the jus into a pot on the stove and reduced it by about half, added some butter. Pulled the tenderloin out of the slow cooker, rolled it lightly in some flour, then pan seared it until golden brown, just to get a little crunch on the outside. Sliced thin, drizzled in sauce. Steamed broccoli instead of asparagus, just naked. Broccoli also tasted really good with the sauce. The tenderloin was a nice balance of sweet and savory and it was very moist, which was exciting because I have eaten dry pork tenderloin before, which was not nice, and I have never cooked pork before. Huzzah! It was a great dinner, and we listened to Chicago and talked about our day. Now, full, and fairly happy.
machinery.
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i am driving this beast, with
joints and levers, fluids, bones.
we smash so easily, come
apart, leak, choke.
and what then, when the tackle
falls to pieces, ...
4 weeks ago
3 comments:
sounds fantastic... even though I don't eat that meat stuff. Sounds lovely though. I'm proud of your skillz.
And the name thing. You're you... do what you want. LOVE YOU. You'll find the correct balance.
can you come cook for me?
Sounds delish. I like to slow cook pork and serve it with a vinegar based sauce. This methodology sounds very sound to the old guy. As for the name crap, well some people are just never gonna adjust and other people aren't gonna pay it any mind. If I were you I'd keep whatever name I liked best. But you can always change it, too. Though that is complex. My sister-in-law changed her name back to her maiden after nearly 18 years and many years professionally spent. But she had a pretty awful late marriage, so that won't be something that happens to you. Bradway, Paige's mom, didn't take my name, but apparently has sort of taken Doug's name (Hesse), when she wants to, but not on her books. There is no totally right or wrong answer. I lived with a woman named Cynthia Patricia Hilton Smith who used variations of the four names in various ways her entire life. Pat Hilton, Pat Smith, C.H. Smith. You name it, she tried it out along the way.
I really liked reading about the pork. You rock, like your poetry rocks. Take care.
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