Oven Baked Parmesan Seasoned Fries

Ingredients:

1 pound of medium russet potatoes (approx 3 medium potatoes)

1 1/2 TBSP of Extra Virgin Olive Oil

1/4 tsp Dried Thyme

1/4 tsp Dried Oregano

1/8 tsp Dried Rosemary

1/4 tsp of Garlic Powder

1/4 tsp of Old Bay Seasoning

2 TBSP of Kraft Parmesan Style Grated Cheese (I used reduced fat)

Instructions:
Preheat oven to 425.

Wash and cut potatoes into 1/8ths. 

Place on a cookie sheet that has been lined with foil (I used Reynolds Release foil so that they will not stick, but you could also either use non-stick cooking spray or lightly grease the top of the foil with extra virgin olive oil). 

Mix all of the spices and the parmesan cheese in a small bowl. 

Place all of the potatoes (remember we are talking about one pound at a time) into a gallon size freezer bag, add olive oil and the parmesan cheese/spice mixture to the bag. 

Seal the bag and shake until the potatoes are evenly coated.

Once thoroughly coated dump onto the prepared cookie sheet and spread in a single layer. 

Bake 30-45 minutes or until tender and lightly golden brown. (Baking times will vary depending on the amount of fries that you make and the size that you cut them). For the ones shown in the picture they were baked at 425 for 45 minutes.                                                                                                            http://www.piarecipes.co

Husband Asks To Trade Places With His “Lazy” Wife And The Results Are Hilarious Read.

  

There’s an old saying that goes you can’t really understand another person’s experience until you’ve “walked a mile in their shoes”. In the case of the husband in the story below, he feels under-appreciated and believes his stay-at-home wife doesn’t work as hard as he does. He wants to teach her a lesson and prays to God to let him switch places with her, so she can know what it’s like to work as hard as he does every day. So, God grants him his wish, only for the husband to soon realize he’s the one about to learn a lesson.

“A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed: ‘Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through. So, please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. ‘

“God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man’s wish. The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman… He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, Awakened the kids, Set out their school clothes, Fed them breakfast, Packed their lunches, Drove them to school, Came home and picked up the dry cleaning, Took it to the cleaners And stopped at the bank to make a deposit, Went grocery shopping, Then drove home to put away the groceries, Paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat’s litter box and bathed the dog.

“Then, it was already 1 P.M. And he hurried to make the beds, Do the laundry, vacuum, Dust, And sweep and mop the kitchen floor. Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home. Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework. Then, set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing.

“At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper. After supper, He cleaned the kitchen, Ran the dishwasher, Folded laundry, Bathed the kids, And put them to bed. At 9 P.M. He was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren’t finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through without complaint.

“The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said: – Lord, I don’t know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife’s being able to stay home all day. Please, Oh! Please, let us trade back.. Amen!’

“The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied: ‘My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. But you’ll have to wait nine months, though. You got pregnant last night’.”

Share this story if you liked the lesson it teaches!

Read more at http://www.reshareworthy.com/husband-trades-places-with-wife-joke/#BMrjpyvyYXAgBPw2.99

Some of my Crosstitch Projects

 

Embroided Birds

 

GARLIC BUTTER SHRIMP

 

INGREDIENTS

8 tablespoons (1 stick) unsalted butter, divided

1 1/2 pounds medium shrimp, peeled and deveined

Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste

5 cloves garlic, minced

1/4 cup chicken stock

Juice of 1 lemon, or more, to taste

2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley leaves

INSTRUCTIONS

Melt 2 tablespoons butter in a large skillet over medium high heat. Add shrimp, salt and pepper, to taste. Cook, stirring occasionally, until pink, about 2-3 minutes; set aside.

Add garlic to the skillet, and cook, stirring frequently, until fragrant, about 1 minute. Stir in chicken stock and lemon juice. Bring to a boil; reduce heat and simmer until reduced by half, about 1-2 minutes. Stir in remaining 6 tablespoons butter, 1 tablespoon at a time, until melted and smooth.

Stir in shrimp and gently toss to combine.

Serve immediately, garnished with parsley leaves, if desired.

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They Asked Him How He Survived Without Computers and Cell phones As a Kid. This Is Gold!

 

  

My mom used to cut chicken, chop eggs and spread butter on bread on the same cutting board with the same knife and no bleach, but we did not seem to get food poisoning.

Our school sandwiches were wrapped in wax paper in a brown paper bag, not in ice pack coolers, but I cannot remember getting E. coli.

Almost all of us would have rather gone swimming in the lake or at the beach instead of a pristine pool (talk about boring), no beach closures then.

We all took Phys, Ed ..... And risked permanent injury with a pair of PF Flyers instead of having cross-training athletic shoes with air cushion soles and built in light reflectors that cost as much as a small car. I cannot recall any injuries but they must have happened because they tell us how much safer we are now.

We got the paddle for doing something wrong at school, they used to call it discipline, yet we all grew up to accept the rules and to honour and respect those older than us. We had 40 kids in our class and we all learned to read and write, do math and spell almost all the words needed to write a grammatically correct letter.

Staying in detention after school caught all sorts of negative attention we wish we hadn’t got.

I thought that I was supposed to accomplish something before I was allowed to be proud of myself. I just can't recall how bored we were without computers, Play Station, Nintendo, X-box or Netflix. We weren't!!

Oh yeah ... And where was the antibiotics and sterilization kit when I got that bee sting? I could have been killed!

We played “King of the Hill” on piles of gravel left on vacant building sites and when we got hurt, mom pulled out the bottle of iodine and then we got our backside spanked. Now it's a trip to the emergency room, followed by a 10 day dose of antibiotics and then mom calls the lawyer to sue the contractor for leaving a horribly vicious pile of gravel where it was such a threat.

To top it off, not a single person I knew had ever been told that they were from a dysfunctional family. How could we possibly have known that?

We never needed to get into group therapy and/or anger management classes. We were obviously so duped by so many societal ills, that we did not even notice that the entire country was not taking Prozac!

How did we ever survive?

For Aunty Acid by DouglasAnthony

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