The other day I got some recipe cards in the mail. I did what I always do and took out the recipe cards and tossed the junk. I never sign up for stuff like that since there are plenty of recipes online. Ever heard of Allrecipes.com? Or Google? I have a box of recipe cards in a cabinet somewhere from a similar thing….actually, they are VERY similar. The thing is the recipe cards never stop. They will keep sending them to you and if, I mean, WHEN needed you can get more cool clear boxes to store them in until you find a trunk or need another house to store them. There isn’t anything wrong with the recipes but I would rather store them online in a searchable database and leave some space for the chicken.
Well, when I got around to looking at the recipes I found a couple I really wanted to try. Tonight I made “Crunchy Chicken Tenders” and they were really good! The recipe cards are by Everyday cooking my way just in case you want to buy a new house to house some new recipe cards….or, you can just snag those free ones like I did (and scan them). I was going to check and see if these are just an updated version of the recipe cards I collected when I first got married (20 years ago) but I can’t remember which cabinet I stuck them in.
I completely forgot to make the dip but I’ll do that next time. I have enough ingredients to make this again and I WILL make this again since everyone in my family actually ate the same meal for once. There is also another recipe I really want to try. My husband can’t wait.
The NaBloPoMo Prompt for today is….
How do you feel about not finishing a book once you’ve read a few chapters?
I can’t not finish the book unless it is REALLY REALLY REALLY bad. Otherwise I will always wonder if I missed something and it could POSSIBLY get better at some point. AND, no matter how bad the story is I HAVE to know how it ended. There have been times when I’ve stuck it out and ended up really enjoying the ending. There have, of course, been other times when I just told everyone to never read it, removed any evidence that I touched it and donated it to a thrift store in case some poor unsuspecting soul might actually like it. There has only been one book that I didn’t finish and it hit the wall on the other side of the room before the end of the first chapter. I’m not telling what book it was since I don’t remember. So, what about you? Do you ever STOP reading a book?