Nick's wonderful calzone |
Sometimes it’s the little things in life that seem to make
the biggest difference in how we feel; my husband, Nick, reminded me of that in
the best way possible yesterday. He made
calzones, which really made my day and improved my emotional state.
Saturday was a really busy day for us. We left our house at 9:30 a.m. and didn’t get
home until a little after midnight, so it was also a long day. We started our day by taking Emma for her
yearly checkup and shots. We were very
happy to hear that she’s officially in great health and full of energy. Emma’s vet is much closer to my parents’
house than ours, so we had plans to visit them and for Emma to run around and
play in their yard with their dog.
In light of the recent trouble with my grandparents, we also
had plans to go with my parents to look at several nursing homes and assisted
living facilities. My mom especially is
very afraid of my grandparents ending up in place where they won’t be happy or
well cared for, so I think she really just wanted two extra pairs of eyes and
ears. We didn’t have appointments (my
mom wanted to see what it was like when they didn’t know someone was coming to
check them out) at any of the places we went, so weren’t really able to talk to
the appropriate people about admissions, or anything like that, but we were
able to walk around most of the places and get a feel for how things were
there. We were able to eliminate one
place from the list of possibilities, but ultimately what we learned was that
we have a very long way to go and it’s not going to be easy. We also spent some time helping my mom sort
through and organize insurance policies and other paperwork pertaining to my
grandparents’ long term care.
We also visited with my grandparents while we were
there. It’s frightening how much my
grandfather has declined. It had been
about two months since I’d seen him, and he’s like a different person now. It was hard to reconcile the fact that the
man screaming at my dad over everything and nothing is the same man who taught
me how to ride my bike without training wheels.
All in all, it was a very long, very emotionally draining
day. I was so happy to finally get home
Saturday night, or technically Sunday morning, and crawl into bed. We slept in Sunday morning, but I still
couldn’t seem to find the motivation to do much of anything.
I usually cook the vast majority our meals. I enjoy cooking, and it usually works out
much better with scheduling and timing for me to do the cooking. Nick does the vast majority of the yard
work. I know it’s definitely an
old-fashioned and sort of stereo-typed division of labor, but it works for
us. Except yesterday I really, really
didn’t feel like cooking. I spent most
of the day curled up on the couch with a book or watching movies.
Enter my sweet husband.
He makes wonderful calzones.
They’re usually kind of a Friday night treat on the weeks he doesn’t
have to work Fridays, and they’re definitely his specialty. I LOVE them!
I also don’t seem to make them as well as he does. He says they’re extremely easy to make, they
don’t take very long, and they’re usually pretty cheap to make since I tend to
stock up on the ingredients when they’re on sale.
Nick made the calzones for lunch and for dinner yesterday,
and they were awesome. Not only were
they delicious, but they were such a relief because they meant I got to spend
the day on the couch resting and kind of emotionally rejuvenating. Yesterday, for me, the calzones were better
than a dozen roses, or any other purchased gift could have been. HE said it was no big deal to make them, but
it made a huge difference for me.
Here’s his calzone recipe:
A Calzone which in Italian means
stocking or trouser is a delicious pizza in an easy to eat pocket.
This recipe deviates from the traditional recipe by incorporating
sauce and olive oil inside the Calzone.
Makes 2 Large Single Serving Calzones
You Will Need:
1 pack thin-crust pre-made pizza dough
Spaghetti sauce, any kind works but
garlic tomato is best
2 cups Mozzarella cheese (grated)
1green pepper (finely chopped)
1 onion (finely chopped)
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Garlic powder
1. Pre-heat oven to 400 F
2. Cut pizza dough in half
3. On greased or aluminum foil covered
cooking sheet unroll each half of the dough to form 2 equal
rectangles
4. Sprinkle small amount of garlic
powder over ½ of each rectangle
5.Place 2 or 3 tablespoons spaghetti
sauce, ½ the green pepper, ½ the onion, and 1 cup of cheese over
half of each dough rectangle leaving an 1/8 of an inch around the
edge uncovered
6. Fold dough in half, covering the
toppings, and pinch the edges together
7. Pour about 1 tablespoon of olive oil
over the top of each rectangle
8. Sprinkle each rectangle with a heavy
amount of garlic powder
9. Bake at 400 F for 15-20 minutes
10. Serve with olive oil for dipping
Sounds wonderful...could you send him over here to make a few for us?
ReplyDeleteDoes he ship calzones to lazy people like me?
ReplyDeleteI'm so hungry right now--and I just ate lunch. ;)
ReplyDeleteThat sounds delicious and it does look easy. What a sweet thing for him to do! In our house it is the opposite, hubby does all the cooking and I pay son to do our yard work :)
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry about your grandparents and the days ahead. It would be "ideal" if they would embrace the fact of going into assisted living and look at as a blessing rather than as a burden or defeat. Another blog I follow, that is the attitude their aging parents have adapted. Blessing that grandmother doesn't have to cook or clean, etc rather than defeat that independence has been lost. My in-laws took the defeat path and I think it caused a lot of turmoil within the immediate family (I was one step removed and removed myself from a lot of the situations for various reasons). Where they lived though in assisted living was a wonderful place, clean and they were well cared for.
Like I told my hubby in dealing with his mom who had lost a lot of her memory and was definitely not the vibrant mom he knew from growing up, etc., I told him to find an age to remember her by; not the last few years of her life when she was dealing with several medical issues, but to remember her from "the good old days" so to speak. Maybe you can do that when you think about your grandparents......
it is a difficult time and I am so sorry
betty
It is definitely the little things that make it all worth it. :) I am sorry to hear about the decline of your grandparents. You at least still have your fond memories of them and like betty said above, I would focus on those rather than how you see them now. :) chin up!
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