weekending, continued

It was such a weird, messed-up weekend.

Friday night when my husband got hit by that stomach bug…

it had a dizzying effect

…the younger two kids were with friends in Richmond (until Saturday night—and, we learned later, my younger daughter spent the entire outing being sick) and my older daughter hosted a movie marathon.

Saturday, I woke up energized but as the day progressed, I began to feel the downward suck of my husband’s inertia. Maybe I was getting sick, too? So for lunch I had watermelon and coffee ice cream with caramel sauce, and then my daughter and I watched Parks and Rec for three hours straight.

Late afternoon we paused for brats, and later there was more watermelon and peanut butter crackers, and an episode of The Newsroom because we were already complete zombies so why not.

also consumed: leftover pizza

Sunday, we skipped church, you’re welcome, Church. I fluttered about in the garden for a bit, and my husband rallied enough to clean out the car before crashing on the sofa once again. The kids swam in our neighbors’ new pool.

And I spent the rest of the day working in the kitchen: potato salad, granola, boiled eggs, and grilled chicken. I made a chocolate cake to go with the leftover icing that’s been living in the fridge for months and month, and then, while it was still warm, I threw caution to the wind and tore into the cake, ripping off great hunks of fresh deliciousness to eat out of hand.

My younger son begged to bake something (of course), so I let him make grilled flatbread which was beyond delicious and now I’m dreaming of having friends over for nothing more than grilled flatbread and wine. (Okay, maybe a little more, like say, a salad, perhaps, and some sausages since the grill will already be hot.)

Considering the lurking stomach bug, it was a real ballsy move, all that food.

Anyway, the sickies are on the mend, and the rest of us are still healthy.

Here’s to hoping we stay that way!

This same time, years previous: the summer’s first trip, smash hit, berry almond baked oatmeal, cottage potatoes, homemade yogurt.


  • Margo

    ooooh, you are tempting fate!!! When there's a stomach bug in the house, I can barely stand food even if I'm not technically sick.

    Did you see Smitten Kitchen's post on grilled pizza?? I've tried grilled pizza before with bad results (burned bottom, lukewarm top) but I think I'm going to try again with her method. I already adore her lazy pizza dough – it's all I use for pizza.

    • Jennifer Jo

      Yes, I saw the grilled pizza, but, like her, I struggle with getting the cheese golden brown on top and I REALLY don't want to heat up the oven if I've gone to all the trouble of heating up the grill… On the grilled flatbreads, you can see that the cheese is just melted, not browned. Which is fine, in that case, because the focus is the bread. But with pizza it's all about the toasty-cheese, right? If you try it, be sure to share your results. Maybe I need to give it another go…

    • Margo

      hm, no I don't think pizza is all about the toasty cheese. . . .although that's a good part. Hmm. I guess I do think it's about the crust and the sauce/toppings – the cheese seems almost secondary to me and I do adore cheese. I will have to think about this (I LOVE thinking about food questions!).

    • Jennifer Jo

      Agreed, and hence this clarification:

      It's about the crust and sauce—but crust more than sauce, I think—but if the cheese isn't properly melted and bubbly, then it doesn't matter how good the crust is. (For me, anyway.)

  • Suburban Correspondent

    This post would have been delicious to read, had I not been hit by the same stomach bug last night. I miss food.

    • Jennifer Jo

      Oh no! You poor thing!

      (You know, I wouldn't be so stressed about this if there weren't big travel plans this week: I'm flying, and my older daughter's taking a 15-hour bus ride, to Orlando for a convention. I really, REALLY don't want us to be getting sick….)

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