The Fall of Supermom
My kryptonite? Hamburger Noodle Bake.
I’m very proud of myself. This weekend I became organized. I cleaned, did all the laundry, got rid of stuff (still, so much more to go) and actually planned the meals for the week. After that, I shopped (with some sense and direction) and cooked some make-ahead meals to freeze and serve later on. Brilliant, I was! Spectacular Supermom; I positively glowed.
To help my efforts, I consulted Grandma’s cookbook. My husband’s grandma, Mary Jaggers, is a genius-type, ultra experienced cook. She ran a catering business from her home and fed five boys (my husband’s dad and uncles). Everyone agrees she’s an excellent cook. We all received the best gift last Christmas — Uncle Bob got Grandma to write down all her recipes and he published them in an organized book complete with old family photos and notes indicating each family member’s favorite recipes.
Grandma is my kitchen superhero.
I decided to make up her meatloaf (two loaves for the freezer) and her Hamburger Noodle Bake. I also made my sister’s mom-in-law’s Rice Krispy Treats with chocolate frosting — mmmm. So, since after all that brillance, I started to wilt. So I decided to serve the Hamburger Noodle Bake for dinner Sunday evening.
The recipe is simple: egg noodles, hamburger, sour cream, chives, cream cheese, tomato sauce, garlic and cheddar cheese. Not the healthiest meal, but good and a nice hot dinner. (Upon further thought, I’m certain I could change this recipe into a low fat version without much trouble or taste-sacrifice). Anyway, I served it up to my dear family.
Of course, no one but me likes the darn Hamburger Noodle Bake.
I’ve taken the leftovers and stored in individual containers. It seems I’ll be eating it for lunch the rest of the week. I hope they like the meatloaf.