Lazy Sunday

Last weekend, it just so happened that everyone was around and the rain had let up for a few minutes, so we decided to throw together a BBQ!



"Mom, where can I find a basket for the buns?"
"On the basket hanger in the dinning room".
Of course, every home has a basket hanger?!?!



Goat cheese and pesto stuffed mushrooms (recipe below). Great as a hor d'oeuvre too, as they can be made ahead of time and popped into the oven at party time. Vegetarians can make them a meal by making them in portabella mushrooms (unfortunately, they were all out at the vegetable stand).



Everyone always wants cheese on their burgers! Beside the turkey and sausage burgers are my roasted red potatoes.



Greeting our guests.



Don't mind my hair-too hot and humid to actually put any effort into it.



Mom's key lime pie- well lime pie. You can't find key limes in Staten Island.


Goat Cheese and Pesto Stuffed Mushrooms Recipe

Wash mushrooms (can be made with stuffing mushrooms or portabellas) and coat them with salt and olive oil

Fill with layers of diced tomatoes, pesto and goat cheese

Pop in oven at 350 degrees for about 20-20 minutes in an oven safe dish (I used a glass baking dish)

Sprinkle with diced fresh basil and serve warm!

Moving Day

Sometimes, even if we’re not ready, we must move on. I never seem to be ready to take the next leap to the next proverbial “step” but I always manage to work through the anxiety and endure it. I must admit; I’m a look-backer, a one last timer and a hardcore rememberer. All these qualities make it hard for me to move…especially out of my very first apartment.



Even though it was tough, I managed to pack every last thing away besides a stack of books that I put aside for my friend Annmarie. By the end, I couldn’t believe how much stuff I actually had that I cheated and threw some things into bags. When I was done; the place didn’t look like mine anymore. It kinda looked like a dead body-the physical body was there but the soul was gone. I could now move on.



Everyone’s acclimating quite well though. “Charlie” the new kitten is meeting the “neighbors”. Things are a little cramped but not unendurable. This is only temporary place to lay our heads but with everything tucked away and packed, I’m starting to look at it like a mini vacation.



I did need some cheering up from all the chaos of packing up and moving within a matter of a few short days, not to mention surviving the earthquake and hurricane we were hit with last week. That cheering up came in the form of a puppy that my sister brought home. His name went from “Hurricane” to “Kingston” and he’s a lot of fun and obviously adorable. You really can’t be disheartened when you’re staring into the eyes of a puppy.