But this weekend I was thrilled to be in my own life. I didn't spend a single day of it pretending it was still another weekday while figuring out how to fill the time with my husband at work and my few Boston-area friends spending quality time with their own families. Instead, ALL weekend, *I* got to have quality family time. And by ALL weekend, I mean that he didn't even work from home. I can't recall the last time he even had an entire weekend "off" (August, I think!) but I assure you the last time he actually didn't work over a weekend was before he started residency, over two years ago. And he did have his scheduled vacation last month, which was great... but it was crazy-busy seeing no fewer than sixteen friends in St. Louis and nineteen family members in Chicago and Madison. Whew!
Anyway, we needed a weekend together as a family. I don't think I even realized how badly we needed it until we finally had it. Bonus: My husband even managed to wake up well before noon both days. Although he did spend Friday and now Sunday evenings sleeping from about 8:30 on. And thus I sit here blogging...
|Loving his daddy time.|
But tragic human depravity aside, Salem is a really neat place to go in October. The Witch Dungeon Museum is FASCINATING. First you watch a reenactment of portions of the actual 1692 trial transcript of Elizabeth Proctor. She was accused by an orphaned girl she and her husband had taken in as a servant and treated as their own. She was found guilty but because she was pregnant, her execution was delayed until the hysteria was over. Her husband was not so lucky; he was executed. Largely for standing up for her - so sad. Their graves, along with the graves of many of the other 20 convicted and executed "witches" can still be found in Salem. I mean how weird is it to live down the highway from where that all went down? BTW local cemeteries are awesome this time of year. The first time I saw one I thought it was an elaborate Halloween display.
|Cemetery at Harvard Square|
Anyway, so we spent a spooky, rainy afternoon in Salem. When the rain started to freeze, we picked up a chicken pot pie from the acclaimed Ken's Kicken Chicken (Amazing!!) and headed home, stopping off at Wilson Farm for some of their hot spiced cider. Back at home we ate our warm pot pie and cider and watched the snow coming down in huge, wet flakes. Once M was in bed we sat down to watch Knocked Up, decided we hated it, and about fifteen crappy Netflix movies later we settled on The Spitfire Grill. Fabulous Saturday.
This morning I got up early with M and cooked my husband an autumn breakfast feast while he slept in. If you at all like apples, give this one a try. It's really quite easy SO good. A great way to have "pancakes" and actually be able to sit down and eat together instead of running back and forth to the kitchen to flip new ones.
German Apple Pancake
1/2 cup flour
1/2 tsp baking powder
1 tbsp sugar
3 pinches salt
1 cup milk
1 tsp vanilla
2 tbsp butter
1/2 tsp nutmeg
1/2 stick butter
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
2 Granny Smith apples, peeled, cored, and sliced to about 1/4 inch thickness
In large bowl, stir or blend eggs, flour, baking powder, sugar, salt. Slowly stir in milk. Add vanilla, melted butter, and nutmeg. Set aside for at least 20 minutes, hopefully 30.
Preheat oven to 425. Melt the butter in a skillet or large pot or saucepan. Add remaining ingredients. Saute 3-5 minutes, until apples are slightly cooked and sitting in caramel. Pour apple mixture into pie dish. Pour pancake mixture on top. Bake 15 minutes at 425 and another 10 minutes at 375.
|SO GOOD. Perfect for a fall weekend breakfast.|
I did serve this with Breakfast Potatoes. SO unhealthy but SO GOOD:
Dice up 1 large-ish red potato. I like it diced small. Boil for 5 minutes. Drain. Start heating it in a small pot. Add finely diced onion - about 1/6th of a whole onion for each red potato. Add finely diced or pressed garlic - one clove per potato. And 2 tbsp butter. Heat and stir, sprinkle with paprika. Add salt and pepper to taste. Add more butter or onion if necessary. Cook until desired doneness - I like them slightly crisp on the outside but chewy on the inside. SO good but *SO* bad.
Anyway, if you're still reading, wow, thanks! This was one long and disjointed blog entry. But my main purpose with this blog is to capture our lives, largely for my children. And this weekend was one I don't soon want to forget. We finished off Sunday by finally working together on some projects around the apartment (cleaning out the office). It felt SO good. Later in the afternoon we did a 3.8 mile walk to and from Wilson Farm for "apple cider donuts" (they're big out here), more hot spiced cider, and a haunted hay ride for M. Dinner together. Perfection.