Thatboy is having a very Goonie summer. The highlight was obviously our trip to the Oregon Coast. But all summer he has also been looking forward to when our community was showing The Goonies as one of the summer outdoor movie series.
The Goonies? On a giant screen? Outside? Minutes from our house? It's like someone knows my husband.
He even asked me to take his picture with "the boys."
The Goonies? On a giant screen? Outside? Minutes from our house? It's like someone knows my husband.
He even asked me to take his picture with "the boys."
Thatboy knows every line of the movie by heart. He told me that when it came out, he rented it every week from the video store. Many times he starts quoting the lines to me, expecting me to recognize them. Sometimes I do, with the more obvious ones.
A couple of weeks ago, he started speaking to me in Spanish. He kept saying something about "las drogas." I had no idea what he was talking about. He gave me one of his most withering looks before informing me that he was quite obviously referring to the scene where Mouth translates Mikey's mom's instructions to the housekeeper.
Sad that the only Spanish my husband speaks are lines from a movie...even though he took Spanish all through high school. Although, to be fair, my Spanish knowledge was gleaned completely from my time as a waitress, so consists of mostly food words. You know, like "pollo" or "queso." In honor of the limited Spanish in Thathouse I present you with Spanish Chicken! If you know anything about me, you know that means it's going to include green olives. And tomatoes. Since everything here includes tomatoes in the summer.
A couple of weeks ago, he started speaking to me in Spanish. He kept saying something about "las drogas." I had no idea what he was talking about. He gave me one of his most withering looks before informing me that he was quite obviously referring to the scene where Mouth translates Mikey's mom's instructions to the housekeeper.
Sad that the only Spanish my husband speaks are lines from a movie...even though he took Spanish all through high school. Although, to be fair, my Spanish knowledge was gleaned completely from my time as a waitress, so consists of mostly food words. You know, like "pollo" or "queso." In honor of the limited Spanish in Thathouse I present you with Spanish Chicken! If you know anything about me, you know that means it's going to include green olives. And tomatoes. Since everything here includes tomatoes in the summer.
Spanish Chicken
1 chicken, cut in 8 pieces
2 Tbsp canola oil
salt and pepper
1 onion, chopped
1 clove of garlic, diced fine
1/2 green bell pepper, chopped
1 tsp chili powder
1 tomato, chopped
1 Tbsp raisins
2 Tbsp sherry
1/4 cup green olives, sliced
- Heat oil in large skillet. Sprinkle chicken with salt and pepper and brown on all sides. Remove chicken from pan.
- Add the onion, garlic, and green pepper to the pan and cook until the onion is translucent.
- Add the chili powder, tomatoes, raisins and chicken back to the pan.
- Pour the sherry over top all and cover. Simmer for 30 minutes or until chicken is done.
- Sprinkle olives over chicken before serving.
