Thursday, September 22, 2011

Soul food.

Here I am, back again promoting Kingdom Poets. Found an especially good one today by John Newton.

Why should I fear the darkest hour

Why should I fear the darkest hour,
Or tremble at the tempter's power?
Jesus vouchsafes to be my tower.

Though hot the fight, why quit the field?
Why must I either fly or yield,
Since Jesus is my mighty shield?

When creature comforts fade and die,
Worldlings may weep, but why should I?
Jesus still lives, and still is nigh.

Though all the flocks and herds were dead,
My soul a famine need not dread,
Jesus is my living bread.

I know not what may soon betide,
Or how my wants shall be supplied;
But Jesus knows, and will provide.

Though sin would fill me with distress,
The throne of grace I dare address,
For Jesus is my righteousness.

Though faint my prayers and cold my love,
My steadfast hope shall not remove,
While Jesus intercedes above.

Against me earth and hell combine;
But on my side is power divine;
Jesus is all, and He is mine!


The third and fifth stanzas made my heart swell as the truth of them resounded in me. And "Jesus is all, and He is mine!" Yes!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

[Incredible] Crispy Beef Fajita Wraps.

First of all, this is going to be kind of a downer post, as there are zero pictures. I have reasons for this, though, which are the following: 1) I didn't expect the utter deliciousness that this dish ended up being, and 2) I was entirely too busy. I'm posting the recipe anyway, mostly to have for my own records since all my cookbooks are still in a box somewhere and I have resorted to carrying around recipes on a piece of notebook paper folded inside a book in my purse. Not kidding.

You could make these wraps at 9:30 in the morning or at 9:30 at night and not be sorry. It's that good.

(This is a spin off of this recipe, mentioned here the other day, as featured on this blog. How indirect and six-degrees-of-separation is that? It's a spin off because I used beef instead of chicken (we didn't have any poultry on hand) and it's much more Mexican-y. Yum yum delicioso.)

(Also, can I give a quick second to the greatness that is Pinterest? Please. It's like the Picasa collage things I've been into recently. The organization is just...making...me...so...happy! My meager beginnings can be found here.)

Here you go! Get thee to a kitchen.

Crispy Beef Fajita Wraps

INGREDIENTS:


THE MEAT SEASONING

- 1 to 1.5 lb. flank or strip steak, cut into 1-to-2-inch strips

- 1.5 tsp. garlic powder

- 4 T. minced onions (I used the dry kind)

- 1 tsp. freshly ground black pepper

- 1 T. coarse salt

- 2 tsp. ground cumin

- 3 T. lime juice (two whole limes)

- a good, generous sprinkling of liquid smoke (~1-2 tsp.?)

- a good, generous sprinkling of Worcestershire sauce (~2 T.)

- drizzle of olive oil


THE RICE MIXTURE (straight from original recipe)

- 1 C rice (I used long grain, brown), already made.

- 1 can drained and rinsed black beans

- 1 to 2 green onions, green + white parts, chopped well.

- 1/2 red bell pepper, chopped up pretty well.

- 1/2 bunch cilantro (I use the top half of the bunch, stems and all, just chopped well.)

- juice of 1 lime

- 1/2 T. chili powder

- 1 tsp. cumin

- 1/2 tsp. garlic salt (which I didn't have, so I used half garlic powder, half regular salt. It worked.)


OTHER


- sour cream


- freshly grated cheese (I used colby jack)

- 8-10 medium tortillas

- 1 stick REAL butter (my addition)


DIRECTIONS:

Dump everything in the meat seasoning list on top of the already cut meat on a plate. Mix and rub into meat with your hands.

Melt half a stick of butter (1/4 C) in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Throw the meat in and let it sizzle on one side for a good bit, until the red is almost out of the top. Believe me, it tastes good if it gets a little blackened on the underside. The second batch I forgot about got a tad charred, but it was the best. And I don't generally like charred meat. I was also worried about the meat being tough because I didn't have time to marinate it, but it wasn't! It was just right.

Cut up the green onions, bell pepper, cilantro, and mix them and the black beans and the spices (chili powder, cumin, and garlic salt) all in with the rice.

When the meat is finished cooking (make sure the pieces aren't too big!), mix it into the rice too. Now you have one big goulash mixture of everything, which tastes unbelievable by itself.

Heat 1-2 T of butter in skillet over medium-high heat. Take the tortillas and one by one, add sour cream and shredded cheese down the middle, then spoon the rice + meat mixture down over that. Roll tightly and place seam-side-down in the skillet. Repeat for as many will fit comfortably in the pan. The goal here it to crisp them up (or I guess essentially fry the outsides in butter...there's a big clue to their yumminess). When the undersides are nice and crispy golden brown, flip them and do it to the other side. Remove and place on a plate. Slap some more butter in that pan and do another batch and another batch until you use up all your tortillas and rice + meat mixture.

The crispyness combined with the creaminess combined with the caliente-ness is just so delicious. We ate these tonight with a salad and some chips and homemade salsa, which I must have made literally hundreds of times. My recipe mostly follows this recipe, previously praised and featured here, and is something Tony and I crave weekly, if not daily.

Sorry for this extremely loquacious (I love that word!) recipe, but I like recipes that explain things thoroughly. I feel it's better to err on the wordy side, at least for recipes anyway.

Happy Wednesday, and happy eating.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

New label: loveliness. Specifically created for this post.

Today I was blog-hopping (glorious naptime) and found the following from this site featured at this site.


I had to employ some serious self control (think: calming the heart rate, rehearsing the budget) not to order this gorgeous, practical piece of culinary art right this instant. So I'm blogging about it instead, in the hopes that by the time my birthday comes around, because I've recorded it in my blog-memory, I'll have a gift idea for anyone who asks. Ahem.

Now to stop drooling.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Elizabeth's birthday.

We started the morning with birthday decorations and a few small presents she could open without Daddy (who had had to leave for work already). She got scissors--yikes?--construction paper, stickers, and a small dry erase crayon kit. Then there was this...

Monkey Bread. Too good for its own (or anyone else's) good.
It's the Fisher Family Birthday Breakfast.


[Author's Note: I'm going to go ahead and apologize for the many, many collages that are inevitably coming your way in the future of this blog. They just make everything so...organized. Bliss.]

Then there was the renting of a never-before-seen morning movie (Rio), which they loved and have since watched at least four more times. We definitely get our money's worth out of rented movies.

Then it was on to birthday Slip 'n' Slide fun!








And then there was this:
But I think he's okay....


(Oh hey, Buddy. How could I leave you out?)

After the outside fun, Tony brought home Chick-Fil-A and they had a picnic. (I took my food and the sweating baby inside.) Then there were a few bites of ice cream, a cartoon or two, and then it was naptime. Well, it was naptime for Judah, anyway, as Elizabeth used the "But it's my birthday and I can't sleep" line and got out of it. (Sigh.)

UPS delivered our gift to Elizabeth at around 1:30 p.m. We put the big box on the kitchen table and she endured hours of agony (I tried calling it "practicing patience," to no avail) until Tony and my parents got home and she could open it. Hello Loving Family Grand Dollhouse! I must confess, I was pretty excited to play with it too.

After she opened her "big present," we left to go eat dinner. My parents kept the boys and we took E to Osaka for some delicious hibachi (extra emphasis totally necessary). I was watered up for it all day, and kept thinking how awesome it was that she wanted to go there and not somewhere like Chuck E. Cheese, though I have an ominous feeling that that day's coming.

She fell asleep on the ride home from dinner, but woke up enough to get sung to [sorry; that sounds so grammatically awful] and open up a few more presents from BeBe and Bear. She got three new rooms (the laundry room, bathroom, and living room, which only has one chair [huh?]) to get her dollhouse started. She's been playing with it ever since!

I know everyone says this and that I've said it at least 3 times in my life previously and that I'm going to say it countless other times in the future, but I CANNOT believe she's as old as she is. I can't believe it was four years ago that we were doing the baby thing for the first time: going to the hospital, experiencing childbirth and bringing her into the world, nursing, changing diapers, taking her home ("We're allowed to just walk out of here with her?"), sitting around while she napped and feeling like surely there was more to do with a baby (oh, just wait, little Rachel), watching her smile, sit up, stand, cruise, walk. Hearing her laugh and begin to talk. Those were such sweet days. And now we've had four years of sweet days, and Lord willing, a multitude of sweet days to come. Praise God for such a daughter.


Happiest of birthdays to my best girl!