Duck Salad

One of the things about being on Weight Watchers is that we always have a ton of fresh veggies in the fridge. Well, fresh as of the day that I actually make whatever recipe calling for the veggie du jour. After that, the remainder sits in my fridge with that not-so-fresh feeling until I either compost it or it liquefies, as was the unfortunate fate of the bag of green beans I discovered crammed in the back of my veggie compartment today. Oops. Anyway, I wish that if WW was going to make up recipes calling for, say, a half cup of chopped napa cabbage, they would at least give some suggestions on what to do with the remaining 2/3 head of cabbage you have leftover.

So after cleaning up the great green bean catastrophe of 2009, I dug out some of the other recent WW casualties. I remembered a flyer that my subdivision had circulated last year complaining that certain residents (ahem) were feeding the local ducks actual BREAD CRUMBS (nervey!) which was not only making our ducks lazy, it was making them unhealthy, too. The flyer went on to admonish that we as responsible residents should be purchasing actual duck chow from the Wild Birds store in the neighborhood so as to prevent scurvy. Or whatever disease it is ducks get from eating old bread.

Well I'm nothing if not a concerned citizen. Except instead of paying huge money for a bag of duck feed, I decided to make my own. Out of leftover parsley and napa cabbage. Don't thank me, ducks. You can totally thank Weight Watchers.

Don't tell me this doesn't look tasty.

It's a short walk to the duck pond. Or ogre swamp, as we like to call it. You know how some neighborhoods have those pretty duck ponds, with fountains in the middle and goldfish swimming around in them? Yeah, not ours. Our developer greedily built right over the top of some wetlands (yet our basement flood last summer still came as a surprise to us?), so they were forced to keep a chunk of our subdivision in its natural state. We're so GREEN and hip around here.

Don't be hatin' on our pretty lake.

We were excited to give the ducks some healthier fare than stale Sarah Lee. Even Claire was eager to get a piece of this action.

As soon as the ducks heard our tasty salad morsels splashing in the water, they flew and swam right in to us! Then they took one look at our floating greenery and very ungraciously swam the other direction.

Not even a thank you.

Huh. Next time it's stale hot dog buns and bread butts heels, right, Logan?

Back home to plot our next misdeeds....

What will the newest SAHM on the block do next? Will she wash the darks and lights together in the same load? Will she blog herself into oblivion while her children cry for more chicken dinosaur nuggets? Will she force her pale-faced offspring out into actual sunlight, causing temporary blindness?

Stay tuned....