Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Victorious Chicken Burrito



One of my aims this week (while I'm Ben-free) is to consolidate my list of recipes. I'm getting fed up with stressing about what to cook. I love cooking, I love shopping for food, these are not my issues. It's when Ben and I get in after activities in the evenings, I don't have time for cooking long and complicated recipes. I'm not averse to cutting corners from time to time (I've started to buy ready made mash from Waitrose -it's only got potatoes, salt and pepper in it!) but obviously I don't want to eat ready meals often.

Which brings me to my first recipe I'm going to share with you. I'm naming it Victorious Chicken Burrito, so named after the fabulous Burrito Boys's delish food at the Victorious Festival here in Portsmouth last weekend. I ate there twice on Saturday and it's reignited my love for Mexican food. I also follow a Slowcooker Facebook group and this recipe is adapted slightly from theirs. If there is any sauce left from dinner tonight, I shall probably freeze it to use another time. In fact, it would be worth making two lots, wouldn't it?

Victorious Chicken Burrito
To make the chicken -
- 4 chicken thighs
- half a can of black beans, drained and rinsed
- a can of ratatouille (need to investigate the salt and sugar here, it was just for convenience)
- half a packet of Taco seasoning (I just found that in the cupboard, you could make your own or use any Mexican seasoning)
- a can of tomatoes

I bunged it all in the slow cooker and cooked for around 6-8 hours on Medium and then let it settle all night, and it's still settling now. I have pulled the chicken apart, that's the photo I've used.

To make the burrito -
- for convenience I'm using a pack of Mexican rice
- salsa (I may just chop some tomatoes up and add coriander etc)
- grated cheese
- natural yogurt
- guacamole (I'm going to make my own tonight, I may post the recipe if successful)

Pack the pulled chicken, alongside rice, salsa, guacamole, cheese and yogurt into a tortilla wrap. Fold and EAT! Photos later.

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Smile

You don't know how much you appreciate your child's smile until one of his teeth is damaged. Thankfully our NHS repaired it. 

Saturday, 9 August 2014

Ideas jar

I've seen this many times online, so I'm not taking any credit (Diary of a Frugal Family, one of my favourite blogs, has it here for example). I got the idea while reading A Mother's Ramblings' post where they got up at 4am and watched the sunrise. The photos were amazing and it's inspired me to put some ideas into a jar. I haven't actually made the jar yet, but I have started a list!

Friday, 8 August 2014

I don't want to watch

Since receiving his stunt scooter at Christmas, Ben has visited the skate park a few times, mostly at my mum's house in Cornwall, where he has watched shyly until confident he can do the same moves. We have heard from a few people about how good the Southsea Skate Park was so a few weeks ago, we went with E and the JRs.

Then the JR's mum asked if we wanted to go this week as well, for the scooter training. The two boys duly achieved their Level 1 certificates, well done Ben and R! While we were there the first time, we saw a teenager attempt some scary stunt only to fall heavily in a kind of vertical direction. Amazingly he didn't break his neck, or any other part of his body, and walked away. But watching him and the others who all do their stunts properly, it made me realise I might wish to take advantage of the Pay and Go Away system. Is Ben old enough for me to leave him?!




Off to camp

Ben, or Elf as I used to call him, has today gone to his first Cub Camp. He's been away on Beaver and Cub sleepovers, spent weeks away from us with his grandparents and at friends' houses. I remember when he was a toddler and as Grandma and Grandpa drove away from our road, we expected a wave, certainly not tears. He didn't even wave, he just started reading a magazine or something and that was it.

Which is good. I am amazed at how many parents say "Oh so and so has never been away from us". I have even thought in the past "Are we bad parents?" No! I work term time and whilst it's lovely to not have to worry about childcare in the holidays, I don't ever get any time on my own. Save for the one week a year when Grandma and Grandpa whisk him away to Devon. Then I get time to spend doing exactly what I want (like falling off a bench or deciding to stop blogging and use my Facebook page, hang on haven't I just done that again?). So this year I'm extremely lucky because I get that Devon week (after Bank Holiday) and the next four days!

Friends are about to dump send off their children at camp (Brownies and Cubs) so we have made a couple of plans to meet up! Yes, meeting up. SANS ENFANTS. Maybe going out for a meal? Having a drink without the tiny thought in the back of your mind that you may have to sober up in the next few minutes to deal with an injury or a scrap.

Ben's mate J said to his mum "I'm so excited about going to camp. Two days not under your control!" And he thought he was the winner. No J, we are the winners. I'll report back how the evenings out went.