#1 – I can smell the thunderstom blowing over. The rush of wind has cooled the air and alleviated the humid heaviness that was in the air. There are dark clouds near the mountains, but I see a peek of blue sky to the south. The sun is shining through from the west and I wonder if there is a rainbow somewhere. I love this sort of weather.
#2 – We had Migas for dinner.
#3 – Mr. Hot Stuff made them. This is one of my favorite meals, but I’ve only cooked it myself once or twice, although they are not hard to make. Usually Mr. Hot Stuff makes them, and when he does, it’s usually a Sunday. When my children were little, I declared that I cooked for the family every other day of the week and that Sundays were a day of rest and I was taking the day off. Because of this, Sunday meals generally became a day for Refrigerator Buffet. It’s like a smorgasbord restaurant, only everything comes from the fridge or freezer in the form of leftovers or whatever you want to hobble together for yourself. Some Sundays though, someone gets the itch to actually cook something entree-like for the family. This is how we discovered Migas. Migas are made with egg, corn chips, and tomatoey goodness. Here’s a recipe:
4 large eggs beaten with 1 Tablespoon of water
1 Tablespoon butter
1 Tablespoon coconut oil
¼ cup chopped onion
¼ cup chopped peppers of your choice (I use bell pepper)
¼ cup salsa
2 or 3 handfuls of corn chips (stale ones work fine)
1 tomato, chopped
salt and pepper
¼ cup shredded pepper jack cheese
Directions: In a large bowl, whisk the eggs and water vigorously. Set aside.
Saute the onion and chopped peppers. Add the salsa and corn chips, breaking up the chips.
Add the eggs to the pan, season with salt and pepper and reduce the heat to medium low.
Cook, stirring to scramble and combine, until most of the moisture is cooked out, then remove from the heat. Stir in the tomatoes. Serve topped with cheese.
“A good hammer speaks all languages.”
I heard this at church today. The speaker was talking about some advice his dad gave him before he left to serve a church mission to Korea. He didn’t really know what it meant until he was in Korea, unable to speak the language, and wanted to convey his love and appreciation for the people who had fed him and listened to the message that his companion taught them. After the meal, this six-foot-five-inch young man got up and started doing the dishes. This action is not common for Asian men, so it made a big impact when he did it. The act of service won him a lifelong friend and supporter throughout his mission. I was glad for this reminder today.
“Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.” – John Wooden
This changed my perspective on so many things when I read it today. I think it might become my new mantra.
#6 – The BYU-Idaho campus flooded this week. So did many ground-level apartments and homes in Rexburg, Idaho. Miss Electric’s apartment is on the third floor, and her landlords installed a large drain in the complex parking lot a year ago. This saved her complex from the deluge of water, and freed up the students living there to go help out others who weren’t so fortunate.
Sunrise scorches pink
Mountains brown under blue sky
Till flaming sunset.