The Four Basic Cowboy Food Groups

Last night for dinner I made a Pioneer Woman recipe called "Beans & Cornbread".

I felt really good about feeding it to my family, because it contains the four basic food groups that cowboys men need: beans, bacon, whiskey, and lard.

(I'm kidding...I would never serve my cowboys family lard for dinner.)

Oh and by "family" I mean Shannon and me.....Our punks boys won't touch beans...or cornbread. So they had sandwiches and fries for dinner.

Don't judge me.

You can follow Ree's (The Pioneer Woman) step by step instructions (including pictures) to make this delicious recipe. Just click on the link above.

I only made a couple of changes to the recipe...I added some onion and bell pepper, because I'm just crazy that way. Not to mention my cowboy husband loves him some onions and peppers for dinner.

And make no mistake, I live to please that man.

I also made the cornbread in a muffin pan. That way there is no fightin' discussion between Shannon and me at the dinner table about who got the biggest piece of cornbread, because they are all the same size.

Cowboys Men are so sensitive that way.

I'm just saying.

Here are a couple of pictures of what was served last night at "Amy's All You Can Eat Diner". (Open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. No reservations required.)

The boys ordered:
Steak and cheese sandwiches topped with grilled onions and peppers, served on whole-wheat toast,with a side order of fries.

All my cowboys boys love some onions and peppers for dinner.

And Shannon (and I) ordered:
Beans topped with shredded cheese and sour cream, with just a 'dash' of Tabasco sauce, served with two cornbread muffins (no fightin' necessary).


That's right....that's how I keep my cowboy man happy.

I used more of my Angel Food ingredients for this meal. (Pinto beans and onions for our dinner; sandwich steaks and fries for the boy's dinner. Some of these ingredients were left overs from our previous orders.)

Check Ree's website for more cowboy husband and other people's children pleasing recipes.

Just remember, you will need a lot of time once you go there , because her website is extremely addictive pleasing to the senses.

But go ahead, one look (or thirty) won't hurt you.

I don't have a problem with it.

Really.

I don't.

Don't judge me.

Hi, My Name Is Amy.

I have a confession to make to you. I have developed a little problem. What may be even more troubling than the problem itself, is that I don't want to quit having this problem.

Let me explain.

Several of my bloggin' buddies have mentioned a website called The Pioneer Woman. And since I'm not one who likes to be left out of all the fun, I thought I'd go and see what this pioneer woman was all about. I should of listened to my friend Amy when she admitted she had a problem.

You would think that I would have reached a point in my life, by now, to realize that I should learn from other people's mistakes experiences.

You would be wrong.

After hearing so much about her I thought to myself, what is the harm in just looking?

Oh. My. Gosh. (Amy's exact response to Pioneer Woman's cinnamon rolls.)

It's hard for me to even say this out loud, but there is just no turning back for me now.

She is amazing!

She can cook. And I don't mean "regular" cooking; I mean she can help you make a dinner that will get you a marriage proposal. (I'm just saying.)

She can take beautiful pictures with her camera, and photo shop them better than any professional.

She is married to a devastatingly handsome cowboy and has four kids (she calls them punks).

She has a wonderful sense of humor. (The laugh out loud kind.)

But that's not all.........She can also write, and I'm not talking about just your regular blob blog here.

I'm talking about romance. (Sigh.)

Real life, out in the country, honest to goodness, heart pounding, cowboy kissing romance. (Sigh again.)

It's her account of how she and her husband met and fell in love. (I need a tall, cold glass of water just thinking about it.)

So, if you are interested in reading her love story, just click here. It is titled "Black Heels To Tractor Wheels".

But I feel like I should warn you ahead of time, her story is addictive. I have read it all so far and I am now heavily lurking hanging out at her website constantly a little more than I probably should, just longing for her next chapter.

If, even after my warnings of developing a serious addiction potential problems, you decide to just take a look at her website for yourself, make sure you have plenty of time available. You will need it. (And a tall glass of ice water.)

Trust me on this.

Seriously.

Hi, my name is Amy. I am addicted to "Black Heels To Tractor Wheels". But I have been clean and sober now for the last ten minutes half-hour.
(Everyone now say, "Hi, Amy!")