Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Boys Are So Predictable

I love having boys. Really, I do. They're just so predictable and straightforward. It's almost too easy sometimes. If you were reading a screenplay about our dinner last night, it would look like this:

Little Boy (points to plate of marinated asparagus) "Mommy, what's this?"

Mommy: "That's called asparagus. It's a vegetable. But don't worry, you don't have to eat it."

Little Boy (looking slightly puzzled that Mommy is not asking him to try a new food): "Why not?"

Mommy: "Oh, you might not like it. It could make your pee smell funny."

Little Boy (mouth instantly stuffed full of asparagus): "mghdsfjlgh"

Mommy: "What? And please don't talk with your mouth full of food."

Little Boy: "It's really good. Can I have some more?"

>fade to black as little boy proceeds to eat every piece within sight<

Marinated Asparagus

Wash asparagus
snap off ends
Steam lightly, until bright green, but still crisp. (Approximately 3-4 minutes. Don't boil instead of steaming, it just ruins the texture)
As soon as you remove them from the steam basket, toss them in a generous amount (around 1 cup for a large bunch) of Italian salad dressing. (My favorite for this dish is Ken's Steakhouse Three Cheese Italian)
Put in fridge and let them marinate and chill for at least 4 hours.
Drain off excess dressing. Serve cold. A great summertime dish.

Happy eating!