Pandemic Chicken Tenders

I would never have made these completely Whole30 chicken tenders if we were not in a pandemic lock down.

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I have had a couple successful Instacart deliveries.  Last weeks sat “ordered” for five days before it was actually ‘shopped’ by someone.  I kept getting messages that things were not available and would this substitution work.  Most were things like onion salt instead of onion powder.  Or the “share” size potato chips instead of a regular bag (cause its more chips that we need around here).  I just clicked “yes to all” and found three things later I probably would have said no to.

One item was instead of buttermilk to make cornbread I got a tube of buttermilk biscuits.  The kind you pop the tube and bake,  those are still in the fridge.  The other was a box of cornbread mix because they were out of cornmeal, that one I actually said yes to but it was before I knew I wasn’t getting the buttermilk.  Third were two chicken breasts instead of chicken thighs.

I can’t really recall the last time I bought chicken breasts.  But maybe because today I was thinking of my God-son who has a birthday next week and I was writing him a card I made chicken tenders.  As-in-I-Deep-Fried-Them.

I have not made these things in easily 20 years, maybe 25.  I used to only make them for my nieces and Godson.  Granted back then I used wheat flour and corn oil.  These were made with Arrowroot flour, cayenne in the breading and fried in olive oil.  They were pretty darn good too.

That was just two breasts cut up.  Leftovers will not be as good, but it was fun and “something” to do.

Hodge Podge

Its been well over a week since I even thought about blogging.  And although life seems super busy, there hasn’t been much to report.

The date has been set for my step-dad’s memorial service.  This has been a year-long event.  He passed last Thanksgiving but there was a ton of stuff to deal with and sell his house and get through probate.  Now I am not taking credit for any of that work, my sister has taken the brunt of all of those tasks, physical and emotional.  My involvement was monetary and being a venting / sounding board.

But now a road trip next week up to Washington.  Eighteen hours in a van with my sister, nieces and great-niece.  Hilarity will ensue I am sure.  We have rented a house for the time we are there which will make life with the baby a bit easier.

Besides planning that trip which all I can say is it’s a good thing we have an unlimited text plan, school started this week.  So we are sliding back into the usual routine.  Lori has multiple classes a day on three days and a combo of classes and committee meetings on the others.  She is asleep when I get home which is now always after midnight, or 1:30am if I go to the gym.  I see her briefly in the morning while she is getting ready for work and I try to get breakfast made for her.  Back to the usual schedule of prepping food that she might want to eat when she gets home, except it is so late the likelihood is low.

We spent some time this last weekend working in the back yard again.  Weeding the back and putting down cardboard to put the gravel on.  I moved a bag of gravel on Monday, one on Tuesday and one today to fill in where we had been working.  The end of the gravel project (at least for the back) is near.

2 Years

My great-niece is two. TWO.  I only see her about once a month, well except pictures I get those almost everyday.  She is so tall.  Here is the 1 year comparison.

My niece threw her a “pool” “donut” party.  The donuts were a big hit with her guests and the kids had a blast in the pools they had set up.  Coral may only be 2 but she has quite a few friends already.

Silent Key W7GTO

I became a ham radio operator because my darling friend Diane was into them at the time.  I also had the knowledge and familiarity of my uncle Tom, and my dad Pat being life long handheld amateur radio enthusiasts.

But I used my ham radio more with my dad than anywhere else.  It gave us a connection and a purpose.  He got me to volunteer and become part of the medical services team in Seattle.  We went to meetings once a month for years together, which always meant lunch out with him.

He was always working the parades, all of the neighborhood parades and the big torchlight parades.  He enlisted my help into being a ham for the parades as well.  My first one was a local (small) parade up in Greenwood.  The next few Summers he got me to do the torchlight parade.  Such a huge parade and although I was there with him several years in a row there was always so much to do I didn’t really see him except before and after the parade.

However it was always wonderful to call from my station “KC7OXM to net Control” and my dad answering “Net Control, W7GTO go ahead”

I sadly don’t have many pictures of our ham adventures, the one attached is a comm academy event in 2009 that he brought me along to sell raffle tickets at for him.

Sadly he passed away yesterday.  I am glad I got to tell him last Monday that I love him, but it is just not enough.

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