Good morning! I hope everyone is having a wonderful week! It’s been pretty busy over here. The house is coming along slowly, but surely. Graham is making excellent progress on the built ins, and I’ve been trying to get unpacked and organized.
I first tried out Blue Apron last summer, and was instantly a fan. I’ve been using the service ever since. Not all the time, usually once or twice a month, and for the most part, I’ve been very pleased with it. The recipes are pretty delicious, the portion sizes are generous, and they’re easy to prepare with very few tools. One thing that has made the move a little simpler is Blue Apron (this is NOT a sponsored post). I know that sounds crazy… Most people just go for take out while their house is in chaos. But after a solid week of eating out, I was ready to get back in the kitchen. Enter Blue Apron. It’s been really nice having EVERYTHING I need at my fingertips to cook dinner, without having to meal plan or grocery shop. The dinners we’ve had the past two weeks have been SO good, and I’ve tried combinations I never would have thought of.
Some of the dinners we’ve had the past two weeks:
Until this week, I’ve never tried freekah, and the salad with the ginger collards was delicious! And the Shiitake Sesame rice? Oh my gosh! I have found a new way to cook rice. I could have happily eaten the whole pot of rice, and given Graham all of the chicken wings. The pot pie from last week (unpictured here) featured purple top turnips, which I was pretty unfamiliar with, and LOVED.
My one complaint about these meals (and it’s a pretty big complaint): they’re very carb heavy. There was an unpictured chicken pot pie with a biscuit topping, and the last meal, which we’re having tonight, is steak tacos. Where are all of the vegetables? Do I have to select the vegetarian option to have vegetables (that spinach salad on the plate of chicken wings and rice was not provided by Blue Apron, I just needed something green)?
I’ve used Ancestry.com on and off for years, (one of these days, I’ll get all of my information and actually join the DAR), and every time I sign back up, I discover something really cool. This time, I found several cool things. 1) The location of a family burial ground in South Carolina. I have known about its existence for years, but never really knew where it was. Since the last time I’ve been a member, someone else has been there, posted photos of headstones from the 1800’s, and posted the location. Next time I’m in South Carolina, I can not WAIT to go. And 2)? This photo. A woman on Ancestry.com who is related to me through my paternal grandfather posts photos sometimes, and when I signed up this time, this photo popped up. The woman with the red circle around her face is my paternal grandmother. Crazy as it may sound, I have never seen photos of her from when she was young. When she and my grandfather divorced, he took all of the photo albums, and when he died, they were all thrown out. I hate that I have so little from that side of the family. I hate that apparently she and my grandfather married each other twice, but I can’t find any documentation of that. I hate that I have exactly ONE photo of my dad as a little boy. But thanks to this website, I now at least know what my grandmother looked like before she was a grandmother.
I’ve been listening to the John Adams biography by David McCullough lately, and I blame this renewed interest in genealogy on it. Apparently the Adams’ family has one of the most intact written records of any family in American history. John and Abigail exchanged over 1,000 letters to one another, not counting the letters they wrote to their children, friends, and her frequent letters to her sisters. It makes me sad that future generations won’t have the same link to our generation, as we have to the ones before us. Other than blogs, do people actually write things down anymore? I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, especially since finishing Team of Rivals (for the second time), and since G’s grandfather passed away. I want to start writing more. I used to write all the time. One of my most vivid memories of my grandmother included walking down the street to the small drug store, where she would buy me a notebook. And I would fill it quickly with stories, and lists, and the random thoughts of an elementary school child. I hate that I didn’t keep those. I’m going to start again. Not stories, lists, or random thoughts (that’s what this blog is for ;) ), but actually keeping a journal.