so if you recollect from one of my november posts, church did me wrong. i shouldn't say that as jesus and i are pretty "tight", however, church + 18 month old = something i shouldn't say in the same sentence as 'church' & 'jesus'. well, here's the deal. i got an email from my pastor about a month ago. it went something like this.
"stacy, i haven't seen you or your family in awhile. just emailing to make sure all is well."
hmmmm... there's something called catholic guilt, however, i'm not catholic, yet the guilt was still there.
you may be in suspense wondering what happened next. (or maybe you have a life and this post has already bored you to death and you stopped reading). i emailed my pastor back explaining that my dear reagan doesn't really like church. i also promised i would be there on easter.
well easter came. trying to outsmart my almost two year old i didn't feed her breakfast in hopes the apple slices and cheerios would bring on at least ten minutes of distraction. well, i was wrong. i believe one apple slice was consumed and maybe three cheerios. the rest was as you suspected... a whole lotta bad things.
"reagan, do you want to play with your cups".
"no. mama, mama..." (standing on me, talking louder than anybody in the congregation).
"reagan... what are you doing?!" (as she's crawling underneath the pew to the pew behind us).
do you recollect those bookmarks in your bible with the ribbons that were probably made by a very sweet group of old women during their bible study? yep, reagan was intrigued for exactly 30.3 seconds. yet she insisted i keep my bible open for a good ten minutes.
to make the longest ever hour of my life as short as possible, i will spare you most of the details. crayons were involved, however, we forgot to bring a coloring book and of course the girl in front of us had a coloring book. "color! color!" apparently the back of the program didn't cut it. there was several outings to the back of the church. none of which seemed successful since the second she got back everybody in front and back of us was staring. yah dee yah dee yah.
yes. i will be expecting an email from my pastor in about a month.
onward christian soldiers.... patty melts. these make me happy. very much a guilty pleasure that i decided to embark upon in my own kitchen. it's not hard. in fact, my husband told me it was so easy that it shouldn't be blog worthy, but i disagree. if anything let's pay homage to whomever decided to put a greasy burger on rye bread, right?!
i used my panini grill pan, but you by all means can cook as you would a grilled cheese.
simple patty melts
1 1/2 lb ground beef, formed into 4 patties
1 large onion, sliced
8 slices rye bread
4 tbl worcestershire
2 tbl butter
4 slices swiss cheese
4 slices american cheese
non-fat cooking spray
1. salt and pepper your beef patties. spread each patty with a tablespoon of wocestershire sauce. let sit for a few minutes allowing to soak in and spread the goodness.
2. grill or pan fry patties for 4 minutes on each side. (cook until medium rare as they cook further later).
3. saute onion in butter in a saucepan for ten minutes or until soft. set aside.
4. spray each rye bread slice with cooking spray. layer starting from the bottom with patty, onion, american cheese, swiss and rye bread slice.
5. place sandwich on grill pan or saute pan and cook on medium heat for 5 minutes or until golden brown. flip over and cook on other side until golden brown.