Moriah Jovan » Food

Road. Hell. Intentions.

MoJo — Fri, 12 Dec 2008 05:59:47 +0000

So for the last 2 years I’ve been collecting recipes for plain cleaners and wanting to go “green” and cheap, and have done nothing. Nothing! I tell you. I am ashamed.

At least we have our 72-hour kits and a good supply of food laid in (but what WE have depends on electricity, yipes). I also have Amy Dacyczyn’s book, The Tightwad Gazette, and there are all sorts of resources online to help pare down.

It’s time for the Mojo-Dude Family to turn Yank: Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without.

First thing to go: Water cooler and associated water delivery service.

Second thing: Homemade cleaners, coming right up! No more Scrubbing Bubbles or Simple Green, no matter how much I love thee.

Third thing: Homemade bribes for the Tax Deductions. No more “if you eat your dinner, I’ll let you have a [insert store-bought treat here].” This means I will have to, uhm, bake. I’m not a bad cook, nor a bad baker. I don’t loathe and despise and spit upon the act of baking, either. I just don’t care for it much. Today’s bribery stock-up baking: goodie cookies also known as Russian tea cakes.

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There’s a moral in this somewhere…

MoJo — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 17:49:41 +0000

Tax Deduction #2: Mama, after I eat my lunch, may I have candy?

Me: Yes.

TD#2 eats lunch. Carefully chooses a piece out of his bag of Halloween candy. Oh, goodie. Chewy Fireballs.

Me: Are you sure about this?

TD#2: Uh huh.

Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.

TD#2: Mama, tongue!

Me: Yeah, it’s hot, hunh? That’s cinnamon.

TD#2: Simmum for toas’.

Me: For candy, too. Want me to throw that away?

TD#2: No.

Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.

TD#2: Mama, hurts mouf!

Me: Yeah, I know. Are you sure you don’t want me to throw that away? Mama doesn’t like them, either.

TD#2: No.

Chomp. Big eyes. Tears. Wail.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

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Kansas City: Comfort food

MoJo — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 23:06:35 +0000

Yeah, I’m on a KC kick lately. This post is prompted by the search phrase “kielbasa kansas city.” Heh. Do I know where to point you.

Peter May’s House of Kielbasa, on the east side, just west of I-435, a few blocks south
of the Truman Road Viaduct. (In the Sheffield neighborhood—click the pic.)

Peter May’s House of Kielbasa
1654 Bristol Avenue
Kansas City, MO 64126
(816) 231-9850

I pimped a bunch of businesses in The Proviso, amongst them:

Peter May’s, Tasso’s Greek restaurant, Strawberry Hill povitica, Bryant’s, and Planter’s. (Mind, this does not mean I don’t like Gates, because I do, but I had to cut the scene in Gates, ’cause, damn, this book is huge.)

So. Peter May has precious little web presence. I’ve suggested they get a website and set up mail order because they are genius, but alas. Go there. Have much gastronomical orgasming.

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