My folks came over for dinner the other night. It is nice to have them over for dinner, they had me over for dinner many years. I wanted to make something special and I have been saving this recipe just for that purpose. Although we get together most Sunday nights with them and my brother’s family, this was more formal. I actually called Mom, set the date and time, and ended the phone call with, “OK, I’ll see you tomorrow night at 6:30.” Yes very proper of me.
We dined on this Pork Tenderloin recipe, Crash Hot Potatoes from The Pioneer Woman, bread, and something else. Everyone loved the dinner. Mom said that this Tenderloin was her new favorite tenderloin. Have you ever had Pork Tenderloin rubbed with cumin, chili powder, and cinnamon. No? I didn’t think so. How about that same rubbed tenderloin topped with spicy, garlicky brown sugar that forms a delectable crispy crust while roasting? I didn’t think so either. Well now you can. Try it this weekend and wow all your family and friends.
While eating, my Dad just sat there and “moo’d.” That’s what my Mom calls it when Dad is eating and saying, “Mmmm, mmmm, MMMM!” I call it “mmmm’ing” but she calls it “moo’ing.” The dinner was fantastic as well as the company, especially when the company does all the dishes. I’ll make this meal again and probably invite those people again too.
Now look a this picture below. What on earth is that thing at the bottom of the picture. A UFO? Unidentified Food Object. Hmmm. Any guesses? Stay tuned for the answer on Monday. Ma and Dad don’t let the answer slip. Or you either, Himself. It’s a cliff-hanger…hanger…hanger…
Oh look more aliens. Naw, these are what the kids ate for dessert while the adults ate…..another blog mystery. These Dreamsicles are filled with Orange Sherbet and Vanilla Ice Cream placed in pastry bags just like these Push Pops with a gum ball at the bottom because, by golly, that’s how I got them from the ice cream man when I was a little girl. There is no ice cream man in my parts so I make these for my little ones. Oh the memories.
This is what happened to Littleness’ gum ball. She is 5 and reads at the 2nd grade level and got in line twice when God was giving out curiosity. “I don’t know how it got there” was her first response but then I got this out of her, “I did it on pupose (she can’t say her “r’s”), I wanted to see what would happen.” A 15 minute spa session with blobs of peanut butter, enduring mom laughing while grabbing the camera, and a bath in the afternoon is what happened.