Maiden Voyage – Cape Charles KOA

We went on our first trip to the Cape Charles KOA Resort in Cape Charles, Virginia.  This trip entailed us going over State Route 13.  We had to cross the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel.  For those who aren’t familiar with the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel, let me tell you.  The CBBT is 23 miles long and crosses at the Hampton Roads Harbor and a large opening of the Chesapeake Bay.  The CBBT can be scary in a car, on a clear and bright day and will still have nasty wind coming across the bridge.

Now factor in a lead footed bandit, a half ton truck, and a huge ass trailer, two dogs, a bitchin wife, and a partridge and a pear tree.  I couldn’t even sit in the front seat.  My nerves were freaking frazzled.  I had my nails embedded in the seat in front of me, the truck felt like a tug boat with the way it was rocking and heaving.  Hubby got the very first wind shear and finally decided to listen to his wife and slow the hell down.  Don’t get me wrong, the speed limit was 55 and we were doing the speed limit but with that much weight and so many moving parts, 55 was not a good idea.

Now remember, this is our very first trip.  We had never actually had to park the RV anywhere before and this was our first spot.  Our first camp site, that just so happened to be a what?  Yeah, you guessed it…a back in site.  The KOA attendant was patient but he was also cracking jokes at us a bit.  Which, wasn’t really my idea of a fun time at that moment.  I noticed that when your pulling into a campground site, everyone stops and watches as you park.  After three failed attempts to get parked, a concerned citizen came over from his site and offered us the best advice for parking (we still use it today).  Once we got parked, we were off to the races.  We had full hook ups and we used our own appliances from home so I didn’t realize we didn’t turn the gas on.  We couldn’t figure out why the shower water was ice cold.

And to add insult to injury, I kept blowing fuses because I didn’t know that we don’t have the same voltage like we do at home.  All the girls had their cell phones plugged in and I was using electricty too so needless to say, I learned by trial and error what I can use and what I can’t use while I have stuff plugged in.  By the time Roderick had came back from working, I had already tried and failed a few times.

The KOA resort we stayed at was amazing.  For our first trip we were close enough to home but far enough away to not go home.  Our site was close to the pool and the beach area.  What I really loved was the dog beach.  My dogs and my grand doggy got a chance to let their hair down and enjoy themselves too.  The atmosphere was electric.  Music and a real sense of community.  I see why people love going to campgrounds now.  This tight night community of strangers is cool to see and expericence.  Of all the trips we have taken so far, Cape Charles KOA was my favorite.  The other campers really make the place fun and when my kids can drop their phones and have fun as well…well…there you have it.

A lot of times, people have the misconception of what an RV park is like.  Myself included!  I had this ill conceived notion that it would be noisy and the people would look and act a “certain way”  because this is the picture that is painted to the outside world and it’s truly not the case.  The people weren’t rowdy.  People followed the rules.  They rock out and party, are very inviting, cooked out, had campfires, sung a little karoake, and when quiet hours started, you could hear a pin drop.  I was so sad to leave but we had to get back to reality.

Here are the three take aways from our trip:

  1. Don’t start drinking too early in the day.  You may be passed out drunk by dinner.

  2. Preparation makes cooking meals a breeze.  I did a pretty good job of packing for our trip but cooking on the grill for every meal was not a good idea (for me…especially when it’s over a 100 degrees.)

  3. Don’t forget to pack sunblock.  The mosquitos didn’t eat us up but the sun sure as hell did.

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Writing Anxiety

Every few months you can get good content out of me and then like clockwork my ass drops off the face of the earth. This time, I went all the way off the grid and decided that it was just too scary to even push the WordPress app to see what other people were writing.

I think disappointment in myself was the main reason for this new anxiety. There’s nothing more frustrating then writing and pouring out your heart and having no one read it. To be honest, I didn’t give it much thought. However, I was doing good and starting to meet new bloggers and forging new relationships with them when I dropped off the grid.

I wouldn’t learn until almost 8 months in hiatus that I learned anxiety is a very real thing. See this year, I had a real anxiety attack. I thought I was having a heart attack and was going to die. Come to find out, stress, working and family life was really getting the best of me. Even trying to come up with blog posts was stressing me too.

Every where you read about having a great blog says that having helpful content is what will give you a better following. Well I’ve racked my brain. Stressed about it. Shut down. Shut out. And flat out stopped writing…AGAIN. I just like writing. There’s nothing special about it. I don’t know enough about being a civilian to really know how to tell someone what to do.

So again…like last time. I just vow to do me. I did however come up with three tips to deal with getting in your own way.

Are you ready for it, here goes:

  1. Write
  2. Keep writing
  3. Write some more

The Kitchen – Friend or Foe

The kitchen has been my friend and my worst enemy lately. I went to the store and bought all kinds of vegan and organic items for my consumption.

My fridge is over flowing with fruits and vegetables too. I’m trying hard as ever to do right by my body but this shit is getting harder and harder and I just want a piece of meat.

The problem I’m having is three fold.

1. I feel fucking guilty about the meat.

2. I can’t stop thinking about meat.

3. I’m fucking hungry.

I’m so confused. I don’t have enough food that I am comfortable eating all day or that I have time to make during the day. I’m getting up in the middle of the night hungry. Should I go back to half and half until I’m completely ready to transition completely. I’m asking all of my vegan peeps to weigh in.

And the Award for the Best Vegan Sausage goes too…

Yes, I’m fresh. Yes, I still have a lot to learn, and yes I still have a lot of food to try.

BUT!

So far…this is the best vegan sausage that I have ever tasted.

After my curry experiment went down the shitter real quick. I still needed to eat and the good thing is I broke down and went to Whole Foods earlier today and I found the sausage that I was looking for.

Are you fucking ready for this? I sure the fuck wasn’t. I bought some Field Roast Mexican Chipotle flavored sausage. I cut up the sausage, chopped up some sweet potatoes, some onion, and sautéed it all together. I added garlic, sea salt and nutritional yeast into the mix.

The smell was shameful. Shamefully fucking good that is. Shit it smelled good. But since I’m not fucking regular, I got out the vegetable stock and tore off a bunch of kale and added it to the game as well. What can I say? I’m a fucking genius.

The sausage has nice heat to it. Kind of spicy but also a little grainy. BUT! All workable. Not overwhelming to the point that it distracted me from shoveling the food in my pie hole faster than I could get it on a damn fork.

I added my concoction to some jasmine rice and I’m still shaking my head wanting more.

If you are new to the game, like me, just let me tell you. I will definitely fuck with these sausages again.

Curry Jackfruit (This is the One That Had to Get Away)

I’m allergic to curry. Mainly curry that is made with like Jamaican seasoning. I thought that looking at the package it was a red curry and I would be able to fuck it up.

I opened the pouch and started to smell the food and all it’s smelly goodness. I put it in the pan to warm and the smelled wafted through my house smelling fucking awesome.

I didn’t notice it immediately because my face is partially paralyzed right now from having my nerve damaged in surgery last week. My lips were already tingling.

I get the jackfruit all warmed up and my greedy ass can’t wait until its on a plate to have a quick bite. I mean really. I see all of these food videos with jackfruit in it and it all looks so yummy so I don’t want wait another minute.

In it goes and almost immediately, I regret my decision. Rash, fat tongue, etc. wrong kind of curry. Sad face. Remember that smell that I mentioned earlier, well needless to say I had to Febreeze the room so I could stop itching.

On the other hand, the jackfruit was fucking delicious. Last month, I didn’t even know what the fuck a jackfruit was and now I’m having one of two explosions in my mouth. The texture reminded me of a piece of beef. If someone hadn’t told me that it was jackfruit I would have thought by first glance that it was meat. Shit! I want another bite.

The flavors were there but I can’t put to words what it tastes like because my allergic reaction put a fucking halt on my tastebuds. I will just say that for a few minute seconds, the shit tasted great.

In the very near future I’m going to make the jackfruit pulled pork and then curry free I will be able to make a full observation.

My husband and kids enjoyed it over a bed of jasmine rice. Unfortunately, I was unable to take a picture.

Just know the vegan life is definitely for me so we will have more food to explore and Jackfruit Company has more flavors for me to try.

Vegan Mushroom Rice

Guess who’s allowed to eat again! This bitch right here! After watching my family eat all kind of goodness and me having all my meals through a straw I’m finally getting a taste of solid fucking food. Hell yes! I missed it so.

First dish up for review. Vegan Mushroom Rice. Okay…let me tell you! This shit right here…it was good. I used baby Bella’s instead of cremini’s because I still wasn’t able to drive myself to the store yet. I was still taking some bomb ass narcotics. I also didn’t use 2 pounds of mushrooms that the recipe called for either because of obvious fucking reasons. Did you think that shit was going to stop me from having this first meal? Hell nah!

The recipe was pretty simple. I knocked this shit out fairly quick. I had to cook half of the mushrooms first and set them aside. Then brown another batch of mushrooms, browned the onions, added the vegetable stock, rice and let it simmer. Easy fucking day.

Now the only complaint to the actual cooking of this dish is that I think the ratio of vegetable stock is off. The stock evaporated pretty fucking quick even on a low temperature so I had to add more stock. The rice was still under so I had to add more stock. I think that I will warm the stock and cook this shit like risotto next time.

Let’s get to the real shit…the taste. Definitely needed less onion then what the recipe called for. The onion was very strong. Shit, my kids only got a few bites in before they start bitching about the oniony taste. I had to throw in my own seasoning because there were no spices on the recipe which was a fucking bummer because mushroom absorb spices so damn well. But overall the Mushroom Rice was fucking good and I will keep fucking with it in the future.

Thanks for allowing me to share my opinion. If you have any tips, ideas or recipes I can try then hook me the fuck up! Please and thank you.