I was food shopping yesterday when I saw really nice rump roasts that I recognized from years and years ago when I used to cook. I remembered that good old roast of beef that everybody's mother, including mine, made for Sunday dinner. They were on sale...two for one...and I thought oh hell, why not...why not cook a roast of beef on Sunday...we are not doing anything and The Eagles play at 8 and it gets dark early...so, why not!
I came home from the store and my husband is the carrier and the putter away helper and said ,"What is this?" "roast of beef" I answered. "What are you going to do with it", he asked? "Roast it", I said. "When...and why", he said. "Because it was there, "I said....Then he said the most amazing thing..."Do you know that in 15 years of marriage you have never made me a roast beef!" "Wow", i thought..."Really" I said, knowing he was right.
My very first thought was to give the damn thing away...why would I let him know that I can actually make a pretty good roast, oh yeah, i thought about that all Saturday. But in the end, I decided, what the hell...I am going to show my stuff.So i started chopping...potatoes, peppers, carrots, onions and celery. It made me wish that i had done this in the summer using KT's and my peppers and carrots and lettuce for our salad but let's be honest...no one roasts a beef in august...do they??
So it is 3.5 hours later and the roast...made pot roast style...is served(in my pajamas with dirty hair and a messy house!)
Now, this presents a whole new set of problems...who to cook for. You just don't have a roast for two people.My first thought were my girlfriends but you know how that goes...you have to dust, vacuum, clean the bathroom...that just is not going to work for me...neighbors?? too many...how do you choose just a few when they are all together watching football? Family...my brothers live too far away as do my aunts and cousins...my sons are too busy but my sweet KT...PERFECT...she and Tommy will come in pajamas, we can eat around the small table...and even I don't have to get out of my sweats...so...in they came right at 6:00.
so...the verdict...my husband said, Just like Mom used to make...and ease up on the carrots next time"...my fake son in law said" Fantastic, almost as good as my mother's" and my daughter said, "Like I never left home...ditto on the carrots"...
ok...I'll call you when I cook again.
