I have been pretty homesick for the first time since we’ve been here. I spend a lot of time at home and alone because Kristyn has to work so often. It’s fine and we knew going into it that this was just going to be a tough year no matter how we looked at it. We knew it would be harder for me to find a job than it would be for her and we steeled ourselves for kind of a boring, stagnant time.
The reality though is that, in our normal lives, we are quite active. At home we have a lot of family and a lot of friends that keep us busy. Also, at home, we both had stable jobs which enabled us to basically do whatever we wanted. We could go to concerts, comedy shows, weekend vacations, whatever. But here our limits are basically go to work, search for work, come home.
At first we didn’t really know how to keep ourselves busy in such a limited environment but we had the starry-eyed “OMG we did it!” vibe to keep us going. Now we’ve been in LA for eleven months (!). It’s not that we’re tired of being here. It’s just that the only place Kristyn sees is the highway and her job. The only place I see is the supermarket and this apartment. So these things can be anywhere in the world. When we DO drive through LA (rather than going around it on the highway), we DO both feel the “OMG I can’t believe we’re here” tingles all over again.
Hopefully I can get work soon to at least supplement our income. If I can do that, we can at least go to the movies without worrying what havoc it will wreak on our bills. Moving cross-country is NOT for the faint of heart y’alls. I’m glad we’re doing this at 30, rather than at 20 though. I think if we’d have gone then, we wouldn’t have been able to stay afloat for as long. At 30, we’re mature “enough” to recognize that this is a temporary position and that patience and perserverance will win out. Still, it’s boring and I can’t wait for it to be over. *sigh*
All of THAT being said, I was dying for a Scottish breakfast recently. If you know me, you know that I am Scottish and Irish. My mother’s family is Irish but has been in America since wayback. I don’t even know who came here originally from Ireland. My father’s family is Scottish. My father was born there and moved here when he was seven-ish. So both sides of the family are pretty proud of their heritage. The Scottish side, however, definitely wields the hometown pride a little heavier. Also, the town we’re from used to have a largely Scottish population. Because of this, we used to have a lot of Scotch butchers and fish and chip shops around town. ANYWAY, growing up, we’d regularly have what’s known as a “fry-up” for breakfast on the weekends. This usually consists of bacon, square sausage, potato scones, eggs, baked beans, black pudding and some toast…I am a vegetarian bordering on vegan so that knocks out most of these things (not that I’d ever eat black pudding except when tricked into it by my Grandmother: That wasn’t nice, Grandma). Anyway, I’ve been missing home a lot and realized that this is 2010. Maybe I can’t have traditional square sausage or eggs but I CAN make fake sausage, fake bacon and veggie baked beans. But to me, the most important part is the potato scones. I had written them off like I would just have to wait for my next trip home to NJ to have them. But like I said, this is 2010 and I realized there HAD to be a recipe online for them. I was right! There were some conversions I had to do for the recipe to Americanize it but they came out so good!
In the end I didn’t make the facon but the sausage, toast, potato scones and beans hit the spot and it was all made from stuff I already had but didn’t think of putting together like a dumbass. SO GOOD:
Here’s the recipe for Potato Scones. I might have already posted it here but I don’t remember and it’s so good that I might as well post it twice haha:
1 cup mashed potatoes
1/4 cup butter
Mix these together
1/2 cup flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon baking powder
Mix these together
Add the dry to the potatoes and mix with a spoon. Once mostly mixed, finish mixing dough with hands.
Flour a cutting board.
Roll out dough to 1/4 inch thickness.
Use a bowl as a cookie cutter.
Cut that circle into four sections.
Light spray oil into med heat pan.
Fry on both sides until golden brown.
Dry on a paper towel.
Eat immediately and freeze or refrigerate leftovers.
Reheat leftovers by refrying (recommended) or toasting lightly in a toaster oven.
Do all that and here’s what you get:
I’ve yet to make the full Scottish Breakfast (I’d make it with facon and scrambled tofu) but this was good enough. Man those scones were good and exactly like the ones I used to have as a kidaroo!