Dinner in a Hurry

It was one of those days today.

After getting through various subjects during our homeschool day, we snarfed down some lunch, threw ourselves into the car and headed out for an afternoon of errands. I had planned my errand run so that they were (miraculously) all west of where we live. As we banged out errand after errand, I was pleased with how smoothly things were going... and how I was actually able to accomplish everything on my list.

It's such an adrenaline rush... crossing off everything on your list. (Or is that just one of my quirks? Huh.)

We would get home with more than enough time for me to plan and execute a nice dinner for all. No rushing, no panicking... just planning and executing.

Then, in a split second, I blew it all to pieces. I mentioned to my mom, who had come along for the ride (literally) that I needed to get to the library STAT because my 3rd grade avid reader was desperate for something new to read. She has read every age appropriate book in my house. Twice.

Now, I should mention that my mom is the epitome of fun. She loves spontaneity and adventure (the non-adventurous type of adventure... like trying a new restaurant, things like that). So when I mentioned the need for the library run, she immediately jumped on it, saying we could throw that into our afternoon of errands.

Some of her spontaneity must have sloughed off of her and landed on me, because I agreed to it. I should mention, as well, that I am NOT the epitome of fun, spontaneity or adventure (the non-adventurous type or the adventurous type!). Nevertheless, off we went.

Did I mention the library is 20 minutes east of our home? Not in the westward plan.

30+ books later, we were headed back home. My backseat was filled with contented children, reading their newly acquired library books.

Remember my plan? My plan to plan and execute a lovely dinner? Out the window.

I came home, brought all the books and various items from our errands into the house, set the kids up with their books on the couch... and ran into the kitchen.

I floated between the fridge and cupboards, frantically looking for something to feed my family.

It's times like these that I love food that can be thrown (sometimes literally) together. Within 30 minutes, I had dinner on the table. And... AND.... it was yummy! Whew.

So what you have below is more of a guideline. There is so much wiggle room in this recipe, it's ridiculous. I've done this before for you, Reader, and I'll probably do it again.

Enjoy experimenting! But may I suggest waiting until a day where you lose your mind and spontaneously throw more on your plate than originally planned? That day where you won't possibly be able to throw dinner together in time?

This might make you look like a culinary rock star.

Gluten Free Pineapple Fried Rice

• 4 cups cooked white rice (or brown rice, or Nishiki sticky rice)
• 1/4 cup diced onion (red or sweet... or scallions)
• 1 cup diced ham (deli or cubed ham steak)
• 1/2 cup green peas (or edamame, or snow peas, or sugar snap peas)
• 1 (8oz) can pineapple chunks, drained (or 1 cup fresh)
• 2 eggs, beaten
• 1 Tbsp white sugar
• 1 tsp salt
• 1/2 tsp pepper
• 1/2 tsp garlic powder (or more, if you want)
• 1/4 cup gluten free soy sauce (or gf tamari)

Heat a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add non-stick cooking spray to coat. Cook and stir the onion, ham, and peas in the hot pan until onions have softened, about 2 minutes. Stir the pineapple chunks into the pan; cook until pineapple begins to darken, about 2 minutes.

In a small non-stick pan, cook eggs to scrambled. Add to the onion mixture and stir to combine.

Mix the rice, sugar, salt, pepper, and garlic powder into the pan; stirring constantly. Cook until heated through, about 3 minutes. Add the soy sauce, and stir to combine.

Serves 4.