The Perfect Pork Chop

I’ve been looking for the perfect pork chop recipe. Our George Foreman grill works well for some things, but dries out pork chops. My criteria for a perfect recipe is that it is easy, not too high in fat, and results in a moist pork chop that can be cut with a fork. Last night, in my quest, I made Pork Chops with Mustard Sauce, which isn’t perfect, but is worth making again. I served it over egg noodles.

It May Never Look this Neat Again

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Yesterday evening, I did something I had been planning for quite a while: to change the height of my stamping table so I could work there while standing. My stamping table, which is a panel sitting on two height adjustable trestles, was purchased at Ikea almost two decades ago, and has served many functions over the year.

I’ve set the table at 36.5 inches, which is close to the 36 inch high counters in our kitchen. This is a comfortable working height for me. I spend too much time sitting at my computer, and wanted to be able to stand as a change when I work at my stamping table. At this height, the table allows me to store some stuff under it and free up floor space in my office/stamping room.

Members of my family may recognize the small chest of drawers, which served as my sister’s nightstand several decades ago. I am not sure where it came from (one of Grandmommy’s acquisitions) but it has certainly been useful over the years.

Cody

Lily has what my trainer and I suspect is a slight stone bruise so I didn’t ride her today. In a day or so it should either clear up on its own or get bad enough that we can tell which foot it is in.

So I rode little Cody today. Cody isn’t really that little, just an inch or so shorter than Lily, but I have been in the habit of thinking poor little Cody, and it sort of stuck.

Unlike most of the horses at my trainer’s boarding barn, Cody came in fairly recently: late last summer. His owner had not been pleased with his former boarding situation, and he was about a hundred pounds underweight. He seemed a pleasant enough gelding: very much the Quarter Horse type, and the same bright sorrel as Lily. He doesn’t have papers, and was supposedly about 13 or 14. (For geldings, I think the main benefit of papers is you know how old they are.)

The day after Cody moved to the barn, his owner was in an automobile accident which left her with serious neurological problems. Not long after that Cody suffered colic caused by a torsion, which fortunately untwisted before he had to be put down.
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