Smorgasbord is actually a Swedish word for a form of dinner buffet…
I actually thought it was spelled Smorgasborg…I was incorrect according to Google…we is not spelin so good out her on de prairie…
Every time I hear this word, I always think of the rat on Charlotte’s Web, dancing his way through the fairgrounds, greedy little eyes bugging out as he surveys the glorious leftovers that the fairgoers have left behind…
Everyone sing with me…
“A fair is a veritable smorgasbord, orgasbord, orgasbord…”
Ok, I’m back…
We get the same feeling on Smorgasbord night at our house…staring into the fridge at the veritable (I jus’ luvs that word!) feast that has been left behind…
Actually, it more involves a crazy day, me too tired to cook (no, never!), and the lack of room in the fridge for any more leftovers…
Sometime we call this leftover night, but which would you rather present to your children?
“Children, tonight we are having leftovers…” Silence…sounds of crickets chirping…
“Children, tonight we are having SMORGASBORD!” Cheers, confetti, dancing in the streets!
I rest my case…
No sp
ecific criteria here- if it’s not growing green things, passes the sniff test, and is vaguely recognizable, it’s fair game…
Here we have, from left to right, Chicken chili, Noodles with Alfredo sauce, Shepherd’s Pie (in back), Mashed Potatoes, Hot Dogs and Buns…
We have had a variety of meals this past weekend…can you tell?
The fun part of Smorgasbord is the combinations that ensue when this variety is put together…
My youngest picked a hot dog and mashed potatoes…
Or “a variety of ground meat types tucked snugly in a thin pork casing, resting on a bun of whole ground wheat flavored with touch of honey and accompanied by roasted garlic and herb mashed potatoes…”
Whew! How do those menu writers do it? That was hard work! I had to Google synoyms for hot dog wrapper…
My next child picked mashed potatoes and noodles with Alfredo sauce- she’s a carb lover and about as thick around as a string bean- take that, you Atkins diet people!
Course, I’m a carb lover too, and I’m a little thicker than a string bean…ok, alot thicker…
My visiting child, who comes over every day after school, and is affectionately referred too as “the extra kid”, picked Shepherd pie and Alfredo noodles…
Interesting combination of beef and chicken, but it rocked his boat, so who am I argue?
My oldest child picked a hot dog and Alfredo noodles– hmm, those noodles were pretty popular…gonna have to do those again…he actually ate 4 hot dogs and 2 servings of noodles but he’s 12 and has a hollow leg…
My St Bernard… well, she picked all of it…she got…dog food…she was very disappointed…
She is giving me her most hopeful, and yet, reproving look…
If I had audio, I would play her groans, they are downright pitiful…
You can tell she is starving and horribly neglected…
Sorry honey, four hungry children do not for Smorgasbord leftovers make…
Prairie Perspective 