Check out the rolls! I missed her glorious chub during the winter months.
The weather? It rocks. Our rink? It's the single largest mosquito breeding ground in the village. But it is slowly being pumped out to the sewer. No, not my toast sewer. I'm not from here, remember? Seriously, I got three bites tonight. I think I love mosquitoes right now. But check back in June or July.
I was reading Waltzing Matilda and was delighted to learn about Elizabeth Gaskell. Never heard of her, but Charlotte says, and I quote, "If you liked DowntonAbbey, you will love these!" You had me at, "If you liked Downtown Abbey."
I found Cranford and North and South on Netflix streaming, so now you know what I'll be watching while folding laundry for the next several weeks.
It's almost too hot to make Irish Soda Bread, but I already bought the quart of buttermilk and the pound of raisins. Plus, this recipe will knock your socks off. I said it all before. I'll say it again:
I'm not that Irish, so I never even heard of Irish soda bread until college. What I experienced then was dry, dusty, and conducive to cotton mouth. In fact, this is what "traditional Irish soda bread" is supposed to be. Let's face it, Ireland: not known for fabulous cuisine. Then I met Aunt Deb, another Kraut married into this Mick family, and she gave me the World's Best But Least Irish Soda Bread Recipe. All of Aunt Deb's recipes are World's Best, such as her Cranberry Salsa, her Margarita, but I'm getting off track. What makes her soda bread so amazing is TWO, count them, that's TWO WHOLE CUPS of Sugar and ONE ENTIRE QUART of Buttermilk. I think that if you add 2 cups of Sugar and 1 qt. of buttermilk to any baked good, it would be better. This recipe yields 3 9x5 loaves of the most cake like raisin studded deliciousness. Tastes great toasted, and buttered. Yes, butter that goodness!
I'm not sure if it's because it's the fourth week of Lent, or if it's because of Daylight Savings Time, but everything kind of fell apart this week. It takes me about a month to recover from this bi-annual time change. I don't even want to know how many tardies my kids got this week because
But this blog post, gave me one tip that I can implement today. Leila wrote, "my friend hadn't yet told me I just had to know what was for dinner by 10 am."
I love friends like that. I usually try to know what's for dinner the night before, so I can throw a hunk of frozen meat on the counter and defrost it the old fashioned way. I'm a risk taker, what can I say. But 10 am, I can do that! Even this week.
Tonight...ummm...potato soup and a salad. Done. Nothing to thaw either.
The Hunger Games is coming to theaters next Friday. I wrote a brief review of the book here.
My dad is suing the Department of Health and Human Resources. The news media showed up at his office yesterday, but he had already left. I had to tell my parents to stop reading nasty comments on news sites. Prayers for them would be most appreciated.
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