Tuesday 11 May 2021

A Perfect Sirloin Tip Pot Roast. #fritz

That roast was $12.36.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shopping with a twenty-dollar bill…we bagged a roast and some other things. There was a chocolate bar, some regular yellow onions, and Darwin only knows what.

A cucumber, a tomato. 

You don't get much for a twenty dollar bill these days.

This is a fresh sirloin tip roast of about 0.7 kg or a pound and a half. We cut the net off. Why they put it on there is anyone's guess.

In there are three mushrooms, one carrot and one large green onion, spices, including black pepper, seasoning salt, thyme, basil, and garlic. The oven was pre-heated to 450 F, and we roasted that for 15 minutes. We turned it down to 325 F for another 25 minutes, and then let it sit for a while. What with a bit of salad, one celery stick and a couple of spoonfuls of leftover beans, it really is a feast. We sprayed a bit of oil in there before starting.

The onion, mushroom and carrots. Spices. Tinfoil.

 

$19.27, for four or five items...

The sirloin tip roast gives me an excuse to cook with mushrooms, which have been around for a few days, and perhaps a couple of giant green onions I plucked from my mother's garden. 

We will see how that goes.

 

#fritz

 

We stole three green onions from our mother’s garden, but they were actually relics from last year, which somehow survived the winter and the frost. Allium is pretty hardy. Roasted, it really adds a whole new dimension of flavor. I have suggested that she give me a shovel and pick up a few plants to stick in the ground. She recently got a few #rhubarb plants and that sounds interesting considering the history of the plant and its alleged medicinal and other properties.

You could serve this with almost anything…Salad, beans, baked potato. Etc.

#perfect, very tender and juicy.

Yeah, I saw my doc this morning. This guy always has the greatest socks, I've been meaning to ask where he gets them. 

My blood pressure is good--

So my blood pressure is good. We'll go back in three months and he can check it again. I don’t know why, but that guy worries about me.

Three months ago, it was like 170/90, (whatever the hell that means), and this morning, more like 136/84, and I'll be damned if I can think of one damned lifestyle change that I actually made. I rode my bike perhaps four times--not exactly recreationally, as it usually means my vehicle is at the garage for badly-needed repairs and maintenance. As for walking, again, I might have walked, recreationally, about four or five times in three and a half months...I cut down on my smoking, for about three days, and then it crept back up again. I guess I am trying to control it...just like my drinking, which is at least steady and predictable.

#docs


My mother was saying how wonderful that I learned to cook, well, blame yourself, lady.

I asked if we could have blueberry pie, and somehow, as long as I promised to clean up, you would let me cook one. It was just a sort of packet of dough mix, and a tin of filling, and I guess it wasn't all that difficult to begin with.

This is where it all began.

...with a bit of supervision.

 

#moms

 

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