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Menu Monday

Hi Cousin C!  It was lovely to have you over and make some Sour Cream Chocolate Cupcakes with you!!!  (oops - sorry no pics of that one).


So, a bit more time was spent in the kitchen this past week.  It was a pleasant time in the kitchen.  On the menu board was Cinnamon Pull-Apart for an afternoon tea at a friend's house.  Sour Cream Chocolate Cupcakes made with the little ones.  Caramel Popcorn for a little self-indulgence.  And then German Pancakes, Aussie Meat Pies and Filipino Adobo - I went international this past week!  Also, we finished the last of our Farmer's Market steak cuts, so that will be the last of our steak indulgences until next month.

Sizewise - not really a party pie, and not really a four 'n' twenty pie; more like a muffin pie!  (Ps new recipe)

Cheesy ham and broccoli pasta - soooo yum!

Garlic and Basil pesto salmon with rice furikake - good for the body; good for the soul.  Yep - that's my "I need help and I'm really hungry" chopsticks.

German Pancakes - easy peasy in the oven - served with cream and homemade boysenberry jam. They were good!(Another PS. new recipe)

Tooth rotters aka caramel popcorn aka addictive
It's a bit cooler this coming week, so I'm thinking :-
- chili con carne
- spinach lasagna rolls
- chicken schnitzel (or do I up the ante to chicken parmigiana?)
- and some steamed fish, maybe?
And I have a yearning for some homemade bread .... hmmm yeah - freshly-baked, warm from the oven, homemade bread with a big slather of butter.


What's on your menu this week?

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