We have been having some work done on a room in our house. Actually it was a sun-porch, built by crazed people with too many nails and no skill. Sounds harsh, but honestly it was gastly. However, it would make a great tv-rumpus room (do people call romms that anymore?) When my brother died last year, he told his wife, M, that she was to see to it that the room got finished. I will not make the story any longer, but with fits and starts it now may be near completion. Woo Hoo!
So, as you are scratching your head wondering where I am going with this, let me explain.
I work crazy schedule, so I have Mondays and Tuesdays off. Yesterday being Tuesday, I was helping with some of the finish work. M and I took of to get the molding for the floor. I was busy sanding and staining it out on the grass. Hubby was wondering why the 67 Galaxie that he has been trying to get reliably back on the road for, well, too darned long, hates him. Brakes that should have been a slam-dunk have been no-end of trouble. Flushing the tranny has turned into a very large can of worms. He is not a happy camper.
Meanwhile, M showed up and offered to go into town and get some hamburger patties that she had recently that have blue cheese and seasoning in them and are really yummy, if I will throw them on the barbie...What a deal. So as she dashed into town I looked in the fridge to see if there was anything to make a salad from. There sat the Jicama I had bought at my sons request and some carrots, green onions...hum.
The Jicama was about the size of a large navel orange. I grated it on a box grater. Then grated 2 average carrots. Diced 2 green onions. In a measuring cup I put 1 tablespoon sugar, 2 tablespoons lime juice, 1/4 cup white balsamic vinegar (good stuff, get some), several shakes of chili powder (to taste, M does not like spicy food so I low-balled it), salt and whisked in olive oil to make a vinaigrette. Dumped the dressing on the slaw, tossed it and covered and put in fridge awaiting M's return.
Now here is the funny part...at least to me and my son. Possibly even the hubster.
Later that evening after we had eaten and M went home, I picked up the daily newspaper. Tues has the food section, but I always save it to last because it is like dessert to me. Don't even try and figure that one out, okay? When I finally allowed myself to look at the Foodday, right there, above the fold and everything was a beautiful color photo of three cheerful ramekins, filled with...drumroll...SLAW! The middle one, Carrot, Jicama and Orange Slaw! Seriously!
My family accused (maybe that is too strong a word), suggested, implied, that I had pilfered, maybe even took the idea for my slaw from the article. The article that I had not even seen until after dinner. The shame. And of course, because I rarely even copy a recipe, the lack of orange would make perfect sense to them.
Actually mine was great. Not sweet. Just a bit of a zip to it. Maybe later I will post their recipe and you can try them both and decide.
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