The Trout and I love all foods. Rarely have we found friends with the same taste in food. Dear friends Ben and Jan in Wisconsin fit into this category, but unfortunately, we don't get to see them much anymore.
So, The Trout and I enjoy these special foods with each other. When our daughter and family were here for Christmas week, they drove over to the east coast of Florida where we lived 10 years ago. They were kind enough to go to our favorite seafood market and bring back two dozen oysters from New England. We had one dozen last night and they were salty and perfect. Tonight we have the last dozen with our favorite New Year's Eve meal. That will be shared at another time.
We like to end the year with seafood. I'm not sure why, but we do love all fish and shellfish a lot and it just seems a fitting way to seal off the old year.
Wishing all my blogger friends a very Happy New Year 2010. My wish for the new year is that all the guests to my blog will make a comment now and then. I know you are there, I'd just like to get to know you. Comment anonymously. That works also. But let's get to know each other because I'd like to welcome you all to my little world. Happy 2010!!
The house is very quiet now. I miss the kids a lot. They left at 4:15 this morning for their 16 hour drive home. We so appreciated the time they spent in the car to spend a week with us at Christmas time.
I remember driving many hours from Michigan to Iowa when our children were small, to visit our parents at the holidays. Actually, only tried coming at Christmas once. Weather was always too tricky. Instead, we would always spent Easter and Thanksgiving with our parents. Twice a year, the kids got to know their grandparents. Now, I can understand a little better how our parents felt at this time. They got to hug and love the grandchildren for a short time and then it was only by phone calls the remaining time of the year. Now, I understand the feeling. The only thing that could have made our Christmas a little better would have been having our other daughter and her family join us for this week. Maybe next year.
Josiah with one of his fish
Noah looks quite proud of his catch also
The boys proudly announced at the end of the week that they had caught 43 fish in our back pond and some of the other ponds around where we live. All were placed back into the water to grow bigger until the next time they visit. I thought I heard a large sigh from the pond this morning. The fish are looking forward to some rest.
And then a rare picture. This is my daughter, Angie, and myself. For some reason, we just don't have pictures taken together much and that is something I need to remedy. I realized this when I didn't find any pictures of me with my mother or father.
Wishing everyone a Happy New Year and a list of 'things to do' that can be accomplished in 2010.
Wowwie! A blog I absolutely love, Once Upon a Platehas just reached her 600,000 hit by visitors like you. Mari is a terrific cook and her photographic is totally professional. In honor of having so many hits on her blog, she is giving away a beautiful Johnson Bros. Blue Willow tea set that would look very nice in my home!! Please take a look at Once Upon a Plateand see what magic Mari produces in her kitchen.
The week has just gotten away from me. Have enjoyed spending time with daughter, son-in-law and those two grandsons that are going up so quickly. Lots of meals, visits from friends, a party in the neighborhood. I just have not been on the computer as much, which is okay, too.
The kids went to the east coast of Florida yesterday where the grandsons were born, visiting old friends. They get back tonight and then the sad good-byes tomorrow as the once again head home.
The new year. 2010. Just seems like we were watching the millennium turn a short time again. Must start the new year by getting organized and getting some things done. In today's paper I found a website for our local library which offers on-line languages. Actually, they offer 72 different languages. Amazing. Just checked into it briefly and it looks promising. The Trout and I need to improve our French. I truly believe the only way to learn a language is to live it. That is one of our dreams, to one day live for a year in France to take it all in. Aha, one more item on my 'Bucket List.'
Only 4 months from today and we will be in France. We have tried several methods of learning French, but this computer work just might work better. We will also be dipping into Germany for a few days, and I know I don't have to practice my German. In fact, we Skyped with our German friends in northern Germany on Christmas. Have not seen them in 9 years, so it was nice to reconnect in their living room. Isn't it amazing, what the computer allows us to do?
We are having our traditional New Year's Eve dinner which I will share with you and then a little South Beach dieting to get into shape for the coming year. I have so thoroughly enjoyed reading all the blogs of my blogger friends. Wonderful pictures and family stories and phenomenal food. Looking forward to a new year and reading all the posts to come.
In 2002, my three female cousins got together and compiled a "family cookbook." It was a lot of work and I think they had fun. The outcome is a fantastic cookbook with many comments from the contributors, making this a fun, fun book for the family.
My cousin Harriet, known as an 'awesome baker' by her children, contributed a Cinnamon Roll recipe that is simply wonderful. It works every time and each time it seems to taste better. I have made a few minor changes like changing the margarine for unsalted butter, but I follow it otherwise. Below you see some of the cinnamon rolls formed after the first rising.
And then this wonderful smell comes out of the kitchen as the baking starts. If you have never tried to make cinnamon rolls, I really hope you will try this recipe as it is almost fail proof.
2 pkgs dry yeast ( I use SAF instant yeast) 1 cup lukewarm water (120 degrees) 2 sticks unsalted butter (melted) 1/2 cup sugar 1 tsp. salt 1 cup cold water 2 unbeaten eggs 6 cups flour (I really like King Arthur Flour) Cinnamon (I use Penzey's Vietnamese cinnamon) mixed with sugar to your liking
Dissolve yeast in lukewarm water. Place melted butter, sugar, salt and cold water and eggs in a large mixing bowl. Add flour and mix well. You may need to use your dough hook as you begin adding flour. Put dough in a large bowl and cover and let rise until it is double (about 1 1/2 hours) in size. Divide into 3 clumps. Roll each clump on a floured board and brush with melted butter. Sprinkle dough with cinnamon and sugar combination. Roll the dough up into a long roll and cut into individual rolls. I get 12 rolls out of each clump of dough. Place into greased pans, round or square. Let rise again, 1 hour to 1 1/2 hours. During this time, cover with a clean cotton towel while rising. Bake at 350 degrees for about 20 minutes or until golden brown. Frost with your favorite recipe when cooled.
I put these in the freezer and then pull out and thaw and add frosting just before serving. My oldest grandson told his mom he was looking forward to eating grandma's cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning, and, he will get his wish. What are grandma's for?
Our baby, Kippy the Bichon Frise, spent the morning at the spa. Bath, grooming and new ribbons and scarf make it a special day for her. She loves being groomed. She has a 14th birthday on December 31, so she will look quite festive for her birthday and the New Year.
Oh help....why do we get so involved with our pets? She has been a delight 99% of the time. The other 1% we will not talk about.
A very nice 2002 Tamarack Cellars Merlot we picked up on a visit to Walla Walla, Washington, several years ago. Hmmm..what goes with this?
One entree we do not eat enough of is roast duck. We love duck. Heaven knows, we ate it for 2 weeks straight when we were in the Dordogne of France. I will admit I have not roasted a duck in quite a while. 1) They are not easy to find..always frozen. 2) I just forgot about it.
A trip to Costco netted this beauty. Granted, it was already roasted and sealed airtight, ready for reheating, but, it was so good! We truly enjoyed it with some wild rice I have been hoarding for quite some time. This is Minnesota grown wild rice and we do like it a lot, but do not eat it often. It is just not the easiest thing to find.
I would definitely buy this duck again. It was two halves of a duck with prepared orange sauce which was also very good. We have decided though, that we will make an effort to search out more duck and maybe even a goose, because we do love these two birds. A very, very nice change from chicken.
One of the comfort foods of my childhood is Linsensuppe or Lentil Soup. My mother was an excellent cook (she cooked in a restaurant for many years) but she never wrote any recipes down. This is how I remember her lentil soup and it takes pretty close to the original.
Linsensuppe - Lentil Soup
1 cup lentils 8 cups water or stock 1 potato, diced 2 carrots, diced or sliced 2 ribs celery, diced or sliced 1 onion, minced 1 pound bratwurst salt to taste
I don't feel that the lentils needs soaking since they are so small. I boil in the water for about 10 minutes. Then add the vegetables and continue simmering for about 20 minutes.
I take the bratwurst and remove the casing and make small meatballs and brown in a skillet. I believe it is also possible to simply boil the brats in the soup and then when done, remove the casing and slice into small bites and return to the soup. I like the taste and looks of the browned meatballs.
I then add the browned meatballs to the soup and continue simmering for another 10-15 minutes.
My mother would not approve of the shape of my meatballs because I am not a perfectionist when it comes to this task. But, they will taste the same. Unfortunately, I do not have the bratwurst I grew up with. In fact, I even like my childhood bratwurst better than what I can find in Germany. The Amana Meat Shop in Amana, Iowa, makes fantastic brats, but for today, I used Johnsonville which comes in a close second.
Here you see our rosemary bush. It was bought in the fall of 2006 in a little 3" pot and probably costing no more than $3. We planted it and hoped that we might get some rosemary out of it because we use it a lot with lamb and chicken. Now, three years later, this 'thing' is unbelievable. What I find strange is that it has never blossomed. Discussing this with the Trout, I mentioned that perhaps this is a male plant. I know some plant species are definitely male and female with the female doing all the blooming. (Now isn't that just about right?) I mentioned that this must be a male.
This rosemary scrub has been pruned every year and still it grows and grows. After a rain, you can smell it the minute you step out of the car or go out the front door. I remember a week we spent in Tuscany. The beautiful home we rented had a hedge of rosemary and it was absolutely delightful. At that time, I never dreamed I could grow rosemary this beautifully.
We have used rosemary a lot and have told our neighbors and friends that if they need rosemary for cooking, please come and gather what they need. As far as I know, no one has ever taken us up on this. To be honest, I think the Trout and I are the only ones in the near distance that use rosemary, but I can't imagine cooking without it.
So, if you are in the area, please stop by and gather some rosemary for your dinner.
It is known in our family, that I am the 'navigator.' It is a pretty impressive title for someone born without the mental ability to know north from south in any situation. If the sun is shining brightly, I can find EAST. If the sun is setting brightly, I can find WEST. The stars--forget it. I love to look at stars, but nothing has ever clicked in my brain as to where a special constellation should be. So, you can see, navigator is a mislabeled title for moi!! I honestly think this is an ability you are born with. You cannot gain it along the way. And, since my brother has been a pilot since the age of 15, you know who in the family got the good stuff when it comes to navigating.
The Trout and I have been talking for some time about getting a GPS. We have researched many models, talked to people who own them and still, we did not buy. We put close to 20,000 miles on our automobile this year and I can attest that most raised voices in this marriage were about misdirection. We have had several trips to Europe and again, I am the designated navigator. Reading maps in French, for instance can put more stress on an individual. I have found that some small villages in Europe will have a sign at one end of the town as to how to get to a certain attraction. Lo and behold...if you enter from the opposite end of town, there just might not be a sign at all. So.....
We bought a GPS which also includes European maps. This should be helpful when we make our trip to France the end of April. We have tried it out several times now and it is remarkable. How in the world can this thing work? Big brother is certainly watching.
I am looking forward to using it by myself next week. Last month I went to a neighboring town for my haircut. I had never been there before, so I Mapquested it all and got there fine. Now, here is where my lack of sense of direction comes in. I could not turn the directions around and get home. Yes, eventually I got home, but it was a long way around until I found some landmarks that lead the way. I am so looking forward to hitting, "Go Home" next week after my haircut. This is going to be great. It is such a crutch for my impairment!!!
One memory of living in Germany was the many ways schnitzel could be prepared. Tonight, we had Zigeuner Schnitzel or Gypsy Schnitzel. It gets its name from the addition of peppers and Hungarian paprika to the sauce. Gypsies were known to come from Hungary. Growing up in a small village in Iowa, every spring we were greeted by "gypsies" coming into town to buy food and wares. They camped in a wooded area near our town and our parents, of course, (this was the late 40's, early 50's) put fear in our hearts and thoughts by telling us the gypsies would take us away if we did not behave. Kind of a crude and rude way to talk to children, but it worked and did not harm me in any way. Possibly, it even taught me more respect for those that were different than me.
I remember being amazed at the women coming to town with long, black, curly hair, layers of clothing, and pulling money out of the front of their blouses to pay for things. Believe me, this was better than reading any novel available at the time. I wish I could see myself now, looking at these guests of our community. I must have been very wide-eyed. I must add, I am not aware that they caused any trouble, or ever stole any children.
Paprika jar brought back from Hungary
Gypsy Schnitzel Zigeuner Schnitzel
4-6 thin, boneless veal or pork slices (used flattened pork tenderloin) flour for dredging the meat olive oil for frying
The Peppers and Sauce
1 green bell pepper 1 red bell pepper 1 yellow bell pepper 1 portabella mushroom, sliced 1 medium sized onion, sliced 6 garlic cloves, minced 1 Tablespoon Hungarian Paprika (mild or hot) 1/2 cup red wine 1 cup beef or chicken stock 2 Tablespoons tomato paste 2 teaspoons capers salt and pepper I added a roux of 1 Tablespoon butter mixed with 1 Tablespoon flour to thicken
Cut peppers into thin strips.
Lightly flour the veal or pork cutlets. Brown in 2 Tablespoons olive oil and then reserve to a plate.
Add minced garlic and sweat and then add the peppers and mushrooms. Just cook until tender.
Add the wine and stock, tomato paste and capers. Bring to a simmer. At this time I added the butter and flour roux to help thicken the sauce. Then add the meat cutlets back into the sauce and gently simmer.
Serve by placing schnitzel on plates with the pepper/mushroom sauce and serve with noodles, potatoes or spaetzle.
I will need to make more schnitzel in the months to come. There are several variations. After all, that is where I got my name for my blog!!
It must be the Christmas season, because I always seem to reminisce more during this time of the year. The Trout has been collecting wine for many years. During those early years of marriage, when we had the good fortune of living in Germany on behalf of Uncle Sam, we had a dear, single friend with whom we would spend a lot of time. His family owned a bar in Two Rivers, Wisconsin, and they were friends with quite a few wine growers in Germany. "The Fox", as we lovingly called him, would make trips to these wine growers whenever he had a free day from the Army. The bar was called "Kurtz's Bar" and I remember he ordered a suit of armor to be sent to the States to be displayed in the bar.
I recall many times we invited him to dinner and to play gin rummy, and we would bring out a bottle of German wine. He would comment on it and then pause. He would stand up, all 6'3" of him, and say gently, "I have a bottle downstairs in the Volkswagen that you might like." And so began, our education of German wine.
Fast forward quite a few years and you find The Trout doing a lot of research on wine. It used to be through the magazine Wine Spectator that he would become informed about wine. We found a very nice wine store in western Wisconsin and in the Twin Cities of Minneapolis/St. Paul, and then the education started becoming serious. We found a wine store in California that would send wines to Wisconsin and so it began.
One of the main reasons for traveling to Europe after retirement ten years ago, was to "check out" the wines. In those ten years, we had eight trips to Italy and France. Before 9/11, we would bring a lot of bottles back with us in carry-on luggage. That, of course, cannot be done anymore. Wine can be checked into luggage, but that is always a worry for me. So, we enjoy it while we are in these wonderful countries.
Fortunately we can still find quality wines near our residence and also have some shipped in. This is all leading up to the last two wines we had with our dinners.
Last evening we had a mustard coated pork loin with a Shiraz from Australia, McLaren Valen The Footbolt, 2001. It had survived all of our moves in the last few years and was thoroughly enjoyed.
Today we had our favorite grilled lamb chops marinated in garlic, rosemary and olive oil, with Tuscany white beans and grilled asparagus. The wine matched with this dinner was a Novelty Hill, Columbia Valley, 2002 Merlot. Once again, it was perfect, but I have not met a Merlot that I didn't like. This last wine had the label on it showing where we bought it...Pike and Western Wine Shop in Seattle. That brought back even more memories for us.
Wine collecting is a wonderful hobby...in moderation. We are getting to the age when we know collecting wine for a time in the future might not be the right thing to do as we generally try to age our wines from six to ten years.
It must have rained for the last 24 hours. Not always heavy, but a lot of rain. Better than snow in Houston! Haven't driven in snow in a few years, and it is a talent you need to have to survive in snowy areas.
All Americans, especially young students going abroad, need to know that they need to keep their noses clean when in a foreign country. It has been proved again and again, that the American justice system is far superior to anywhere else in the world. Even something as simple as a car accident in a foreign country can prove to be very difficult to settle.
Countries foreign to us simply think differently than we do and we have no right stepping into their front doors and to keep acting like Americans. The old saying "when in Rome, do as the Romans do" is one that should always be remembered.
I remember in 2000, I was an adult chaperon on a mission trip to Graz, Austria and Budapest, Hungary. The majority of our group were teenagers. These kids were very good kids, but they were American teenagers. I was the old grouch who frequently reminded them that while walking down the streets of Graz or Budapest, to quiet down, don't make so much noise as to have people notice you. I have always loved to 'blend in' when in a foreign country. I try to dress like they do, no bright colors, and certainly keep a quiet demeanor. I usually get away with it until I try to speak their language! Unless I am in a place where they speak German, my foreign language skills are weak. I try though, and try to blend in. After all, I am a guest in their country. I truly believe, American exchange students are never fully prepared to spend any time in a foreign country.
Here is something new. The Trout stopped at the vegetable market and picked up some Roma tomatoes. Complaining that they were quite green, he was told that the new rules to stop salmonella are that the tomatoes need to be cleaned with scalding water before being sold. Because the hot water takes the skin right off the tomatoes, they need to be less ripe to accomplish this, so tomatoes will be sold greener. Makes you want to grow your own, doesn't it?
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about a friend giving us some lemons. I made the "Mile High Lemon Chiffon Pie", but secretly, the Trout and I were also doing something else with the lemons. We were making Italian Limoncello!
We followed Giada De Laurentiis' recipe, but did some tweeking along the way. Tonight, we had our first taste, and I called it delightful!
Limoncello courtesy of Giada De Laurentiis
10 lemons 1 (750 ml bottle vodka) 3 1/2 cups water 2 1/2 cups sugar
Using a vegetable peeler, remove the peel from the lemons in long strips. Using a small, sharp knife, trim away the white pith from the peels and discard. Place the lemon peels in a 2 quart pitcher. Pour the vodka over the peels and cover with plastic wrap. Steep the lemon peels in vodka for 4 days at room temperature. (We steeped for 2 weeks.)
Stir the water and sugar in large saucepan over medium heat until the sugar dissolves, about 5 minutes. Cool completely. Pour the sugar syrup over the vodka mixture. Cover and let stand at room temperature overnight. Strain the limoncello through mesh strainer. Discard the peels. Transfer the limoncello to bottles. Seal the bottles and refrigerate until cold, at least 4 hours and up to 1 month.
Now here is where I admit I goofed up. After two weeks of steeping in the vodka, I had forgotten that we had cut the recipe in half. I used the full amount of sugar and water to pour into the vodka mixture.
Surprisingly, it was not as sweet as it could have been. I really liked it. Of course, just a sip or two is necessary. This is not a drink where you drink a lot. To be honest, I do not know if I would cut the sugar/water syrup in half next time. Personally, I do not like sweet drinks, and I still find this enjoyable.
It's been six months since I had any luck in furthering the search of my family tree. Last month I wrote a letter to the priest of a small town in Germany, asking for information on my father's ancestors. Today, I received an email with some new information.
Granted, it is a small amount of information, but important. Baby steps at this time. It is only one generation back that I found, but now I am more determined to reach back even further.
Do any of you do research of your ancestry? Thanks to the Internet, it is a lot easier.
Where else are things done to perfection? The tree is tall and perfect, everything is clean and orderly, everyone friendly....I'm talking Disney World!
The Trout and I spent the day at Hollywood Studios at Disney World. After volunteering a lot last month at Disney, today was a day for play. Our first time to Hollywood Studios, and we had a great time. Amazing what we squeezed into a day, but the crowds were thin which helped. You can see the picture perfect blue sky. About 76 degrees today--perfect.
Photo above is a view of New York City - Disney World style.
The Muppet Show was great fun. 3-D and the muppets seemed to be right in our faces. Lots of laughs. And, of course, my favorite, Miss Piggy!!
I had to take a picture of Miss Piggy's clothing trunks. Such a lady, she is.
We managed to experience The Great Movie Ride, Indiana Jones, The Studio Backlot Tour, Toy Story, Journey into Narnia, and Beauty and the Beast.
Had a very nice lunch at The Brown Derby. The original one, in Hollywood, CA, closed in the 80's. So, of course, had to have the traditional Cobb Salad which was first served in California at the Brown Derby.
It is very typical...when you live near to something special, you rarely go to see it. I am so glad we went to Disney today, especially before the Christmas crowds get here. (smile) You all have a Magical Day!!
While in Montana this summer, The Trout and I had the privilege of meeting two new blogging friends, Chris from Knitting Mania and Dustye from Dustye's Kitchen, who are both from California. Chris and Dustye talked about this fantastic soup recipe they can gotten from a friend. It was our luck to be invited to Chris and Pat's for dinner before we left to drive back to Florida.
We loved this soup immediately. So, with leftover turkey in the refrigerator, we both thought that this soup would be perfect. Besides, it was a cool but comfortable day in Florida today. It is easy, different and everyone seems to love it. So thanks, Chris, thanks Dustye, and I hope you don't mind me sharing with the blog world. All the credit goes to you.
Spicy Chicken Soup
1 whole cooked chicken (rotisserie chicken works great) 2 stalks celery, chopped 2 carrots, chopped 2-4 garlic cloves, chopped or pressed 2-3 Tablespoons olive oil 4 cans chicken broth 1 can chopped tomatoes 1 can Ro-Tel tomatoes (original) Use more if you want more heat chopped fresh cilantro 1 Tablespoon cumin chopped avocado sour cream small package corn tortillas
Saute all veggies in olive oil. Add broth, tomatoes, shred the chicken and add to the soup, cumin and pepper to taste. Bring to a good boil. Add 6 chopped corn tortillas which will melt in hot broth and slightly thicken soup.
Boil at least 20 minutes. Simmering for at least an hour is better and it even tastes better the next day.
How to serve:
Place a small amount of chopped cilantro and avocado in bottom of bowl and add hot soup. Sprinkle with your favorite shredded cheese and a drop or two of sour cream.
Another option would be to fry up strips of corn tortillas until crunchy and sprinkle on top.
Because it is just the two of us in this house, I rarely make pie anymore. When I had a source, I used to make the best black raspberry pie. The Trout loves my Apple Pan Dowdy, and a very favorite of ours is Mincemeat Pie. Years ago, each Christmas we would get a 16" mincemeat pie shipped from The New York Athletic Club. The two of us were the only ones who loved this pie. So, we ate and ate and ate. It has been years since we had this treat.
I bought the jarred mincemeat filling, ready to make this treat, when my neighbor gave me quite a few lemons from her tree. She also said that she knew I would make something good out of the lemons. I also knew that a light pie would be perfect after a heavy Thanksgiving dinner.
Go back 44 years (WOW) and I was reminded of a recipe given to me by a friend. I made this pie quite often in those days. Thinking about our abundant meal on Thursday, Mile High Lemon Chiffon Pie just seemed to be the right thing to do.
This recipe is from the Stone's Creek Restaurant in Marshalltown, Iowa. I have no idea if this place still exists, but they sure had a good dessert on their menu in the 1960's.
MILE HIGH LEMON CHIFFON PIE
8 egg yolks, slightly beaten 1 cup sugar 2 lemons (juice) don't use bottled lemon juice 2 lemon rinds, grated salt to taste
Cook above in double boiler, stirring frequently until consistency of thick custard. This takes quite a while, but must be thick custard.
Combine 2 tablespoons unflavored gelatin in 1/2 cup cold water Soak gelatin in cold water until dissolved and then add to hot custard and allow to cool.
Beat 8 egg whites stiff, but not dry. Beat in 1 cup sugar, gradually, and then beat again.
Fold cooled custard into beaten egg whites. Put in baked pie shell and chill at least 3 hours. Top with whipped cream.
The turkey is in the oven. The table is set. Florida is having a beautifully cool day (60 ish) for roasting the turkey. My wish for all my friends and family is good health and happiness. There is so much to be thankful for this year. Hugs to all of you.
This posting is for my children. I can bake bread, and most of the time it is outstanding. Dinner rolls have always been tricky for me. Hard, dry and hockey puck-like. Sorry, but I have tried. But, since I found Debby at A Feast for the Eyes , I have actually accomplished something.
Take a look at these rolls. Debby gives the recipe of the Pioneer Woman who uses frozen bread dough. That sounded simple enough. Then Debby gave her own recipe and it sounded great. I made these with a cup of whole wheat flour in addition to the white flour. I think the instant yeast I bought at King Arthur Flour this spring has something to do with it also. The recipe says it makes 9 rolls, but I got 12 large rolls. They also fit beautifully into my new cast iron skillet. I have been wanting this size skillet for quite a while and have used it a lot since.
So girls, this one is a keeper and I hope you can visit and partake of these fabulous dinner rolls very soon.
About nine years ago, a friend, Holly, shared this wonderful recipe for Brandied Cranberries. I believe she said she found it in Southern Living magazine. I have enjoyed it every year since.
3 - 12 ounce bags, cranberries, fresh or thawed 3 cups sugar 1/2 cup brandy
Place a single layer of cranberries into two greased jelly roll pans. Pour sugar over. Cover tightly with tinfoil. Bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour. Spoon into large bowl. Stir in brandy. Cool. Serve chilled or room temperature. Store in refrigerator for 1 week.
That is all there is to the recipe and it is very good. Nothing like a little nip of the berries!!
With Thanksgiving approaching quickly this week, I always have a memory trip this week of the year.
Our first Thanksgiving as husband and wife, we spent at my parents' home. It was the typical turkey dinner for my mom. She always roasted the turkey breast down because that way the juices would stay in the breast and provide a very succulent turkey. I have tried it this way, but the family has always looked as me strangely. Granted, it is not something to photograph, but gosh, it tastes good.
Our second Thanksgiving of married life, we were living near Fort Knox, in Louisville, Kentucky. Small apartment, but we loved it. We invited a couple also stationed there who were from Iowa. He and the Trout were drafted on the same day.
Actually, the turkey was beautiful, tasted great and so did all the fixins! But, almost immediately after the meal, John, our guest, excused himself to the bathroom. He was sick, very sick, throwing up with the flu. At least we decided it was the flu since no one else got sick from my meal. I had my doubts though and a little insecurity set in.
No, I will not tell you about every turkey I have ever roasted, but the following year was a memorable one. We were living in a tiny apartment in Heidelberg, Germany. The kitchen was on the upstairs landing. It had a sink, which we also used as a bathroom sink, a tiny refrigerator and a very tiny two burner gas stove with an even tinier oven. I measured and measured that oven and told the Trout that no turkey would ever be able to see the inside of that oven. He simply would not fit. I suppose I could have gotten a very small Cornish hen in there, but no turkey. Disappointment!! Even though we were living in Germany, we were Americans, and turkey was a tradition. It had to be.
We went to the base exchange for our groceries and I searched and searched until I found a turkey that would fit. Oh yes, we had turkey that day with the fixins, but the turkey was a turkey roll. You know the kind, turkey meat rolled together in a cylinder and then frozen. Well, it tasted great and even the landlady and her brother were impressed. Back in 1968, turkey was not a typical food in Germany. Only many years later did Europe start using turkey and putting in on restaurant menus.
These are precious memories for me. I have trouble believing how long it has been and how quickly the time has passed. This Thanksgiving, well, it is just the Trout and me this year. But, we will have a real turkey, roasted breast up and with all the fixins! I can hardly wait.
Oh yes, one more thing....Speaking of turkey breasts, tomorrow is my annual mammogram and NO ONE will take that privilege away from me, no matter what my age!!!
We are getting back into the swing of things in our own kitchen. The recipes on the blogs I follow have been phenomenal and I want to try them all. But, one day at a time. Tonight we grilled a Costco strip steak with Onion and Blue Cheese Sauce from the "Pioneer Woman Cooks" and Bacon Braised Green Beans from "A Nod is as Good as a Wink to a Blind Horse."
I found the fantastic Onion and Blue Cheese Sauce from the Pioneer Woman on a blog I follow every day, "A Feast for the Eyes".
This is another blog that I find wonderful. She can cook and is a true follower of the Pioneer Woman.
I have really enjoyed finding George Gaston at "A Nod". He is very creative with his recipes, photographs well and is very kind with his comments on my post. Please take a look and enjoy what this man has to offer.
Of course, such a meal needs a great wine and we had a French Bordeaux that went beautifully with such a great meal.
What a week! Other than miserable cold rain on Thursday, we had a beautiful sunny week at Disney on the Palm and Magnolia golf courses. Some days were 12 hour days, others a little shorter. Starting work in the dark and ending in the dark was pretty typical. But, there is a spirit at Disney that makes all of this volunteer work so much fun.
There were over 900 volunteers for the Children's Miracle Network golf classic this year. Can you imagine organizing so many people to do their jobs, find their way around, feed all these people breakfast and lunch and still maintain a happy spirit?
The committee The Trout and I worked on "Water Service" is the group we have worked on for three years now. We have it pretty much figured out as to what needs to be done and when. As a matter of face, we have just submitted our request for the same committee next year at this time. I can't even begin to say how many cases of water and 20 pound bags of ice we loaded off of refrigerated trucks into our small carts and filled water coolers on the tee boxes. The water is only for the golfers and their caddies, but some of the golfers get friendly with the spectators and pass them out to family, etc. That just means more runs for us. We have to watch that we halt when the golfer tees up, hits out of the fairway and puts. Can be challenging.
The first two days the amateurs played with the pros. The excitement was around Johnny Damon who plays for the Yankees. He was enjoying himself even though his golf ball sometimes went where no golf ball should go. He had a large crowd following him and you could tell he was having fun.
There were quite a few spectators this year despite the fact that there were not a lot of big name players. We tend to favor Zach Johnson, from Cedar Rapids, Iowa. That is kind of our home where we grew up, so we are always for the local boys. Zach came in 9th and won quite a bit of money. What impressed me of this golfer was that as he was walking up to the tee box, with spectators all around, he says "Hi baby" to a young boy in a stroller. He is a very kind young man, not always thinking about himself.
Last night took a little longer for the game to end as there was a Sudden Death with 3 players on the 18th hole. Two went on to play the 3 par 15th hole once again and Stephen Ames won. He also won in 2007.
So, our Disney gear gets packed away for a year. We have earned tickets for the Disney Park and golf passes for the Disney courses to use in the next year. Now, the holidays and then in April we get ready for the American Pie Contest sponsored by Crisco which we will be judging for the second year. And so it goes....
It's that time of year again. This will be our third year that we are volunteering at The Children's Miracle Network golf classic at Disney World. We drive a cart and fill the barrels on the golf tees with ice and bottles of water for the golfers. We start early...like 6 am and work until 5 pm. Since we have a 45 minute drive to Disney World, it makes for a long day. Our reward, being around great people, happy people, very talented golfers, and Disney World theme park passes and passes to play free golf on the Disney courses.
Going early we see wild turkeys, deer, and lots of rabbits on the golf course before it gets light. During the day, alligators are spotted in the ponds. We will be working Wednesday through Sunday, so the week does get long.
I hope you have a chance to watch the golf classic this weekend. We will...up close and personal. As they say to all the workers at Disney World, "have a magical day!" We will!!
We live right next to the "winter strawberry capital of the world." Our newspaper this week was heralding a new strawberry we can try very soon. It is called Florida Radiance and it produces a lot of fruit in December. It is the first time since 2005 that a new variety has been grown in substantial numbers...like 300 acres.
What I didn't know, and find amazing, is that the University of Florida has a research center where scientists develop new types of strawberries. "Only about one in 30,000 new varieties the scientists create actually makes it to market. " Are you kidding me? Doesn't that seem like an impossible number?
There are 5 popular varieties grown in Florida including Strawberry Festival, Treasure, Sweet Charlie, Winter Dawn and Carmine. Florida Radiance will be the new one. I am anxious to try it.
A Farmer's Market in France
We have usually traveled to Europe in May or early June, so we have always enjoyed the fresh strawberries in France or Italy at the markets. I remember two particular kinds of strawberries, I know there were more, and we would try both of them to see if we favored one over the other. What it came right down to was this...we loved whatever name the strawberries had.
It won't be long now until we can get fresh, red, juicy berries. How about strawberry shortcake for Thanksgiving?
In August when I posted that it was our wedding anniversary, we were in Montana and I did not have access to old pictures. I promised some of my oldest friends, those who were at our wedding, specifically, that I would post our wedding picture. You have to be in the time mode. This was August, 1966. Our country was not in the best of shape with Vietnam happening, etc. But, for a couple of young kids, (actually we were 22 and 21) we were setting out on the trip of a lifetime. One short year later, we would not be able to spend our first anniversary together. Uncle Sam called loud and clear. This is a photo taken while a friend and I drove from Iowa to Fort Campbell, Kentucky, to surprise our husbands. I learned first hand that the Army has many rules and one is that you do not make surprise visits.
Someone there had a heart and gave us time together. And as luck has it, after basic training, the Trout got orders for Germany instead of Vietnam.
These pictures bring back many memories. How quirky is it that I am wearing a military type shirt also?
While visiting the grandchildren this fall, 5-year-old Rachel asked me for a favor. When she was 3, I knit a hat for her that has turned into a favorite. But, now that she is in kindergarten, it is a little on the small side. So, when I got back home, I ordered the yarn and just today finished her hat.
It is the cutest little hat and very easy to knit. I used the Norwegian Dale Freestyle yarn. It is machine washable and dryable and even though the yarn tends to split for me, it is a good yarn to use for a little girl's hat. If you have a little girl in your family or close to heart, you really might like to try the "Twist and Sprout" hat pattern.
I learned to knit from my grandmother as a child, but when I was in high school and took a Home Economics class, my teacher taught me continental knitting and since then I love knitting a lot more. It is not the "throwing" kind of knitting, but the "picking" kind and much easier for me to handle and quicker.
Some years ago, I saw a picture of some Norwegian hiking socks in a magazine. I love searching the Internet, and even though it took some time, I found a yarn shop that could help me. There is a Norwegian woman who owns a yarn shop in Ames, Iowa. I wrote to her and asked for help. She found a pattern, in Norwegian, and she actually spent the time translating the pattern into English for me, and then I let her choose the yarn for me. A cream-colored pair of socks for myself and a gray pair for the Trout. Though I now live in Florida and do not need these socks for hiking, you never know when I will be in a cold climate, hiking, and in need of these socks. I love them.
Old fishing buddy Bob "B" "Fishhog" Cyr suggested last summer that I join him for some late Fall trout fishing on tiny dry flies to big sipping fish in Montana, specifically on the Beaverhead River near Dillon and the Missouri River near Wolf Creek. He promised varied weather but we needed overcast cool days to bring out the bugs. Snow is even better to prompt a hatch!! He is stoically awaiting the hatch to come off on the Mo before taking his stance in the stream where he is damn good at "20-20" fishing i.e. size 20 dry flies to catch 20"+ trout - the ultimate in trout fishing!!
Bob and I have roamed many a trout stream over the last 20 years even though we are somewhat world's apart age and talent wise. We get along very well in search of the wily trout as well as enjoying a good gourmet meal with a fine wine!! Our wives are good friends as well!
We even ventured into Yellowstone Park for some fishing. The geysers were in full plume with the cold air aiding the steam. This is a good time of year to see the park as the wildlife is active and the crowds are diminished from the summer flow of gawkers who slow down the whole park!! This stream is too hot in the summer months due to the hot water coming into it from the geysers but the cold fall temps help cool it off for good hatches and active trout!
We had very manageable weather to enjoy fishing. The hatch was strong each day and the trout were actively feeding. Bob of course did much better than I number and size wise but I enjoyed my successes very much. This is a beautiful rainbow from the Missouri River!!
What's cool about Yellowstone is the abundance of buffalo and many other forms of wildlife. These old bulls are taking it easy with one enjoying a little dust bath. Life will not be so easy in a month or 2 as winter sets in!! We find many a pile of bones near the stream from those who gave up or were victims of wolves.
This Bull Elk does not appear to be that old or of great size but he really had a nice rack - a 6 pointer I would say and the goal of any elk hunter! I found it odd he was by himself and not in hot pursuit of the ladies with his bugling and raised lip! Disgusting!!
So this ends my Montana days for 2009! I wonder why we don't live in Montana at times to get out to fish even in cold days when the trout still are feeding. But I know we wouldn't find it so nice as Florida when the temps really drop and the snow flies!! Thank the Good Lord for both settings!!