seeking my inner German

Grandma always said we were English, Irish, Scottish, Dutch, and German.  (I'm also half Japanese, but you know that already, right?!)  I think I mentioned before, I spent my entire life thinking I was a lot Irish because of the last name.  Come to find out, I'm Welsh.  Talk about an identity crisis.  Makes me think of that Starburst commercial with the Scotch-Korean kid, the contradiction.  I wonder if he had an identity crisis when he made that commercial ; .P

But I digress.  Lately, I've been craving green beans.  Specifically Green Beans and Spaetzle in Bavarian sauce.  (It figures, the sauce has BACON!!! Which btw, Adam Richman of Man vs Fud called "meat candy" today... yeah baby!) My Mom fixed this a lot when I was a kid.  I loved it!  I haven't been able to find it for years!!!  (Obviously, I never considered Amazon as a source!!!)

I finally found a recipe online.  I bought the spaetzle pre-made, all I had to do is boil it.  I left out the sugar. (Eww...green beans and sugar?!)  And I used center cut bacon (which I don't recommend and would dice into really tiny pieces next time), I added butter and some flour to make the sauce thicker and more creamy, and definitely more fattening : .)

The verdict (I stole this statement from A Year of Slow Cooking):

The dish was ok.  Not sure I'd serve it to anyone without a disclaimer.  In the future, I would find a recipe without beer.  And cook the green beans a lot more because in the Bird's Eye version the green beans are squishy, not squeaky.  I'd also use regular bacon.  Oh, and add more spaetzle.  Carbs, swoon!

Hey, I've got an idea.  Cook more spaetzle and eat it with BUTTER, salt and pepper!  yum!!!  LOL!

Since I haven't posted a boot pix lately, here's one.  We are definitely out of the honeymoon stage of our relationship and truly, I wish one of us was moving out (das boot, thank you!).  As it is, I haven't been wearing it consistently (don't tell Dr. Rob!) because my foot still hurts and you'd think that after almost 7 weeks in boot, and a round of NSAIDs, then a round of prednisone, it'd feel better, not worse.

Seems like there's no point in continuing the suffering and awkwardness, especially since I'm pretty sure the next treatment will be cortisone shots.  yay. 

And seriously.  I really need to run.  I'm getting super poofy.  sigh.