Getting a little closer

My husband and I were so bad yesterday.  We not only had pizza, but we drank with friends while playing DnD.  I don't feel so good, and I can comfortably say I probably won't have any alcohol for another year or three.  I don't feel terrible, but I don't feel great either.  The pizza we chowed down on didn't help much either and kind of countered the watermelon, nuts, and dates we brought to snack on.  I think it's because we didn't have time to prepare a real meal or the food to do it.

We did get to go grocery shopping, but the meat market won't have what we wanted until Monday.  I bought some liver.  I'm going to make that up tomorrow.  I have to make my dinner before I go to work today since I'm working until 8, and I don't really have much to make since we were really banking on the meat market having the goat.  Tonight I'm going to put some pork ribs in the crock pot though, and try my hand at making these breakfast tacos.  I might even buy some bacon since I can't get any uncured pork belly until Monday.  Curse my luck.

I was going to make a meat crust quiche today, but I have nothing to put in one.  I think I'm just going to make some sausage and hash browns with what is left of my potatoes.  I'm so disappointed that my store had no rutabagas.  They haven't been looking good either.  The ones that I have seen over the past few weeks have been shriveled and sad looking.  I might have to go to the other one to see if they've had any better luck on their deliveries.  If not, I don't know what to do.  I wish I had the money for a trip down to Austin, but I don't, and Nature's Grocer in Temple has a crappy limited little produce section with only the most basic American used veggies.

When can a woman catch a break?

I asked my husband what he thought about our left over food, and he has pretty much lost any desire to eat any of it as have I.  We have also decided that pizza is out of our diet.  No more.  Unless I make it.

Since our local meat market has been pretty disappointing, I think I'm going to buy a big butt roast to crock pot for Sunday night or something.

If we're going to have grass fed anything ever, we're going to have to do po'folk paleo.  I think we're just going to get some ground pork and make our own sausage.  I'm fairly certain our butcher puts sugar in everything.

So disappointing.  Not to mention the seasonings that they tout have MSG in them.  You know, the one thing everyone is so proud that their products don't carry.

Blah.