The Last Supper

This was going to be a big weekend for us. With demo starting on Wednesday, our assignment was to empty the kitchen, living room and dining room.

In total, we accomplished:

·         Moved the dining room hutch and all of my precious, precious china. I love this china (it’s Kate Spade – jealous?) and have only allowed certain people the privilege of eating off of it. The thought of moving it and having something happen to it made my stomach get queasy, but I’m happy to report that nothing got broken, chipped or scratched, and my marriage is still a happy one.

·         Moved the dining room table. But not the chairs. That was pushing it a bit far.

·         Packed one kitchen cabinet and one drawer. It was the cabinet that held the spices and some random bowls. It took me three minutes to pack, and I was exhausted.

That smell that’s coming through your computer right now? That’s the stench of failure. Because we still have to move:

·         Two couches

·         Coffee table

·         Kitchen table and chairs

·         Liquor extravaganza hutch (if you’ve been to my house, you know what I’m talking about)

·         All of the contents of the cabinets in the kitchen, except the one I managed to pack.

In other exciting news, we made the Last Supper in our kitchen.

Doesn't it look appetizing?!

That lovely, intricate dish is Spicy Chicken Rigatoni. A Reeder household favorite. While the rigatoni is boiling away in the background, the dish is pretty much complete. It’s just chicken, peas, marinara, alfredo, garlic and red pepper flakes. It basically rounds out my culinary skills, because I don’t enjoy having multiple pans going at one time. But in a move slightly uncharacteristic for me, there is bread baking in the oven as well. Three things happening at once! I am a culinary genius!

Starting tonight, we begin the transition to not having any way to cook except our grill, toaster oven and crock pot. Not even a microwave (currently, ours is the over the stove variety, and I think it’s going to break when they take it down). Which basically means we’ll eat cereal and toast every night.