An Old Favorite

It's not secret I'm less than patient. I get annoyed easily. And am constantly amazed by other people - and not in a good way. Today was just full of me being annoyed with others.

It started this morning when I was listening to the radio. There was an announcement about a missing 11 year old girl in the area. Which is scary and heartbreaking. The police were involved, had brought out dogs, and were doing reverse 911 calls in the area to try to find her. They got a little into the meat of the story and said that the girl had "left her family's apartment sometime yesterday with a friend and didn't come home last night." And that's when I got a little annoyed. She left the house "sometime yesterday"? When? How would her parents not know when she left? And who was this friend? And where were they going? What 11 year old girl is allowed to wander town on her own? I remember being 11, and younger, and there was no just leaving the house. My parents knew where I was and who I was with every minute of the day. If I went to a friend's house, I was either escorted, or watched from the window till I got there.

There was an update a few hours later...turns out the little girl was at her friend's place. She had spent the night there. It was an apartment in the same complex where she lived. SERIOUSLY? I think about the cost and the resources that went into this search and can't help but shake my head. How easily this could have been avoided. Obviously her mom and dad didn't even know who this friend was she left with, or that would have been the first phone call they made. And what's up with friend's mom not calling and saying "hey just wanted to doublecheck that you knew little Jasmine was spending the night here?"

But that wasn't the only thing that got under my skin today. This past week I've switched my schedule around a bit. I've been going in to work earlier so I can leave early and hit the gym. Which is nice because I'm usually the only one there. Except this week. This week I've had a companion at the gym. He comes in, turns the tv to whatever channel he wants to watch, and then sits on the Swiss ball and watches tv. The entire time I'm there. Now, at first I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was doing crunches or curls during the commercials? Maybe I just kept catching him between sets? But nope not a single ab exercise done the entire time. I think he must think the gym is his living room. (I mean, he does come in barefoot before putting his shoes on for some swiss ball sitting). Why not at least walk on the treadmill while watching his stories? I mean, we are AT A GYM.

Okay, I feel better - do you? And I realized that with all these veal recipes I've been posting, I have yet to post the classic of all classic veal dishes. Veal Marsala. Which is Thatboy's favorite veal dish. And it's probably the easiest veal dish to make, all it takes is a little cheese and a little wine. I'm so remiss. And I didn't want to leave anyone hanging, so without further ado, I present you with:

Veal Marsala
1 lb veal cutlets
1/3 cup parmesan cheese
3 Tbsp butter
1 Tbsp canola oil
1 clove garlic
1/4 cup beef broth
1/4 cup marsala wine

1. Coat the veal in Parmesan cheese on both sides.
2. Melt the butter and oil in a skillet. Add the garlic and the veal.
3. Brown the veal on both sides and remove the garlic and veal from the skillet.
4. Add the beef broth to the skillet. Bring to a boil, scraping the browned bits from the bottom of the skillet. Cook 1 minute, then add the marsala. Cook another minute before pouring over the veal.