Desperation Eating

Cooking at the farm is always a challenge.

An undertaking.

An experiment.

We usually leave on Friday afternoon to go there.  I'm just not organized enough during the week before we leave to plan what I'm going to cook while we're there.

And I know it will shock some of you,

but that's not the only thing that I'm not organized enough to do.

So here's how Friday afternoon packing goes -

I get home from work at about 5:00.

I should note here that The Chief only works half day on Friday, but he usually spends Friday afternoon working on  his most current "project" (which usually involves the complete remodel of a home)

and I'm not kidding.

At all.

The man is a working machine.

Anyhoo, I get home.

I spend 10 minutes throwing "farm-type" clothes in a suitcase.

**(Farm-type clothes are those clothes that used to be good, cute, and even fashionable,

but for whatever reason

aren't

anymore.)

Farm clothes are those that you don't mind getting cow stuff, rust, oil, or blood on.

Farm clothes are "hyper-casual" in that they may actually be missing an integral component like

a button,

hem,

or  even a sleeve.

Seriously.

You're at the farm - no one notices.

After clothes packing it's time to pack the food.

I begin reciting the following prayer during clothes packing:

Dear Lord,

When I go into the kitchen to pack the food,

please let there be something edible to take with us.

Whether it be a morsel of unmolded bread,

half a bag of stale cookies,

a wilted stalk of celery,

anything Lord.

I'm not picky.

Amen

And so then I gather the meager "pickings" from the pantry and fridge.

You never know what you might end up with.

And that brings me to the situation I was in the last time we were there.

We were hungry.

Farm hungry.

Which is totally different from

regular hungry.

I had the following on hand:

27 cans of Black-eyed peas

assorted unidentifiable things in the freezer

3 containers of Dill Weed (old)

a stick of Hickory Farms salami someone got for Christmas (green)

half a purple onion (molded)

I think you get the picture.

Anyhoo, I managed to scrape up the following:

Some sliced smoked turkey (that we had picked up Friday evening at Country Cousins in Centerville)

Hickory smoked almonds (that I got recently at Buc-ees in Madisonville)

green onions

mayo

dill weed (WOOHOO!!)

salt

pepper

I mixed some mayo, dillweed, salt and pepper, chopped the turkey and almonds, and sliced 2 green onions, mixed it all together with some of the cranberries, and got the most delicious turkey salad ever!

To be honest, I have no idea what the measurements were, but go for it -

I don't think you could mess it up!

Trust me.