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<blockquote data-quote="Copabanana" data-source="post: 703430" data-attributes="member: 18958"><p>Hi Feeling,</p><p></p><p>I am laying here thinking about you. I read the post about meeting your son in Morro Bay--it is a lovely place. I do relate. Especially to the push-pull dance your son is doing.</p><p></p><p>If there is a way to not take it personally (yeah, right)....My son a couple of months ago when I said something like for a time <em>I doubted he loved me anymore, </em>responded<em> that that made him feel so sad that I had felt unloved by him. That it was himself he did not love. He always loved me, he said.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p>Well. How is that supposed to make me feel better.</p><p></p><p>Here we are together on Thanksgiving: the three of us. All of my family in the whole world. What does that say about a life?</p><p></p><p>And each of us in another room by choice: M watching soccer. Me with the laptop. My son with his phone or sleeping.</p><p></p><p>I made dinner but we did not eat together. Can you believe it? But I tell myself this is what each of us need right now. If it is indicative of the state of affairs in our relationships...I am in big trouble.</p><p></p><p>I am going to put lines below to bracket off my discussion of the food I prepared, so you can skip it. Try not to romanticize our thanksgiving: Remember. Everybody ate alone.</p><p></p><p>_______</p><p></p><p>Listen to what I made (M did not want Turkey). All of this I made up the recipes. I roasted a Tyson Chicken (the best commercially available regular brand.) I put 6 garlic cloves, half an onion, and a handful of fresh herbs in the cavity, rub with olive oil and salt it, and sprinkle with lots of dry thyme. I roast it at 450 for 30 min to 35 min breast side down, and then I decrease the heat to 350 and turn the turkey breast up. I just love my roast turkey.</p><p></p><p>I made a barley pilaf. With 1 cup of sautéed onion, and again lots of minced garlic--maybe again 6 cloves (both cooked in oil until soft) chicken broth, chopped roasted tomatoes, and a tiny bit of fresh rosemary. It was divine.</p><p></p><p>I served that with roasted tomatoes until they were crispy.</p><p></p><p>That is all I made, except for an Impossible Sweet Potato Pie. I adapted the recipe. That is the pie from the 70s that makes its own crust. I used a small can of condensed milk, a half cup more of brown sugar, 2 cups sweet potatoes, plus, with 3 eggs, a half cup more of milk, a half cup flour, a healthy dash of baking powder, 2 teaspoons of vanilla, 2 teaspoons of cinnamon, 1 and a half teaspoons ginger, a bit of fresh ground nutmeg, a half teaspoon of pumpkin pie spice and two tablespoons of melted or soft butter. If I could have found allspice I would have put in a quarter teaspoon. Some people might think this is too spicy. But we like it.</p><p></p><p>The thing about impossible pie, is you put everything in right in the blender. I put the eggs in first and whipped them Then everything else. Nothing could be easier. It took 5 minutes. I use the cooking spray on the glass pie plate. And bake it an hour or less, until an inserted knife is not wet.</p><p></p><p>It was really, really good. The flour, butter and dash of baking powder make a sort of crust at the bottom that with this kind of pie--I like almost better than a regular pie crust. The other thing I have tried with a pumpkin pie (for easiness) is to make a cookie crust, with ginger cookies or graham crackers.)</p><p></p><p>I love to cook but I find it burdensome to have to cook, which I do. M does so much for me, the least I can do is cook. So today, I was dreading it until I let go of the high expectations. I came through.</p><p></p><p>Oh I forgot. I have learned to make traditional Mexican moles and salsas. I do it the traditional way with a molcachete or something, a large stone bowl with a mortar. I grill the dry chiles (2 kinds) on a comal, being careful that they do not burn or char which makes them bitter--a griddle, and then grill tomatillos. I pulverize the chiles in the molachete, then add 2 garlic cloves (raw) and after I pulverize those I add the grilled tomatillos (until they turn yellowish and have black grill marks. I add maybe a half cup of water, as I smash this up, and maybe a half teaspoon of kosher salt.</p><p></p><p>I used maybe 10 tomatillos, 5 or 6 dry chiles de arbol, and 5 or 6 chiles japones. (These you can get in bags. They are a dollar at the dollar store.) The molcachete and tomatillos they sell at a Mexican market.</p><p></p><p>I know you are not interested but there it is. I am getting so that I like the taste, if I put very little.</p><p></p><p>#I just checked the spelling. It is molcajete</p><p></p><p>_____</p><p></p><p>Take care Feeling.</p><p></p><p>By your last posts, I see the great wisdom, perspective and growth you have achieved in these last months.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Copabanana, post: 703430, member: 18958"] Hi Feeling, I am laying here thinking about you. I read the post about meeting your son in Morro Bay--it is a lovely place. I do relate. Especially to the push-pull dance your son is doing. If there is a way to not take it personally (yeah, right)....My son a couple of months ago when I said something like for a time [I]I doubted he loved me anymore, [/I]responded[I] that that made him feel so sad that I had felt unloved by him. That it was himself he did not love. He always loved me, he said. [/I] Well. How is that supposed to make me feel better. Here we are together on Thanksgiving: the three of us. All of my family in the whole world. What does that say about a life? And each of us in another room by choice: M watching soccer. Me with the laptop. My son with his phone or sleeping. I made dinner but we did not eat together. Can you believe it? But I tell myself this is what each of us need right now. If it is indicative of the state of affairs in our relationships...I am in big trouble. I am going to put lines below to bracket off my discussion of the food I prepared, so you can skip it. Try not to romanticize our thanksgiving: Remember. Everybody ate alone. _______ Listen to what I made (M did not want Turkey). All of this I made up the recipes. I roasted a Tyson Chicken (the best commercially available regular brand.) I put 6 garlic cloves, half an onion, and a handful of fresh herbs in the cavity, rub with olive oil and salt it, and sprinkle with lots of dry thyme. I roast it at 450 for 30 min to 35 min breast side down, and then I decrease the heat to 350 and turn the turkey breast up. I just love my roast turkey. I made a barley pilaf. With 1 cup of sautéed onion, and again lots of minced garlic--maybe again 6 cloves (both cooked in oil until soft) chicken broth, chopped roasted tomatoes, and a tiny bit of fresh rosemary. It was divine. I served that with roasted tomatoes until they were crispy. That is all I made, except for an Impossible Sweet Potato Pie. I adapted the recipe. That is the pie from the 70s that makes its own crust. I used a small can of condensed milk, a half cup more of brown sugar, 2 cups sweet potatoes, plus, with 3 eggs, a half cup more of milk, a half cup flour, a healthy dash of baking powder, 2 teaspoons of vanilla, 2 teaspoons of cinnamon, 1 and a half teaspoons ginger, a bit of fresh ground nutmeg, a half teaspoon of pumpkin pie spice and two tablespoons of melted or soft butter. If I could have found allspice I would have put in a quarter teaspoon. Some people might think this is too spicy. But we like it. The thing about impossible pie, is you put everything in right in the blender. I put the eggs in first and whipped them Then everything else. Nothing could be easier. It took 5 minutes. I use the cooking spray on the glass pie plate. And bake it an hour or less, until an inserted knife is not wet. It was really, really good. The flour, butter and dash of baking powder make a sort of crust at the bottom that with this kind of pie--I like almost better than a regular pie crust. The other thing I have tried with a pumpkin pie (for easiness) is to make a cookie crust, with ginger cookies or graham crackers.) I love to cook but I find it burdensome to have to cook, which I do. M does so much for me, the least I can do is cook. So today, I was dreading it until I let go of the high expectations. I came through. Oh I forgot. I have learned to make traditional Mexican moles and salsas. I do it the traditional way with a molcachete or something, a large stone bowl with a mortar. I grill the dry chiles (2 kinds) on a comal, being careful that they do not burn or char which makes them bitter--a griddle, and then grill tomatillos. I pulverize the chiles in the molachete, then add 2 garlic cloves (raw) and after I pulverize those I add the grilled tomatillos (until they turn yellowish and have black grill marks. I add maybe a half cup of water, as I smash this up, and maybe a half teaspoon of kosher salt. I used maybe 10 tomatillos, 5 or 6 dry chiles de arbol, and 5 or 6 chiles japones. (These you can get in bags. They are a dollar at the dollar store.) The molcachete and tomatillos they sell at a Mexican market. I know you are not interested but there it is. I am getting so that I like the taste, if I put very little. #I just checked the spelling. It is molcajete _____ Take care Feeling. By your last posts, I see the great wisdom, perspective and growth you have achieved in these last months. [/QUOTE]
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