Jump to Recipe

OK, so why didn’t I realize before that when you clicked on a recipe online you don’t have to read or scroll through the little book that tells the who, what, when where and why of the recipe? There’s an icon with jump to recipe. This is where I roll my eyes and smack my head. Really? I don’t mind reading the little book beforehand, it’s just that when I open it, I’m ready to get to it and don’t have time. When I’m at my leisure, I will open it up and read about why it’s so great and all the interesting aspects about the recipe but usually I forget and I’m not really in the mood. I don’t care about where the recipe came from or what cheese ‘kicks it straight up into gourmet territory.’

Sometimes I go straight to one of my many church cookbooks. Wow, can you find some comfort food there! Most are pretty easy and straight to the recipe. If it’s too complicated or I don’t recognize the ingredients I move on. If you can’t find it at Walmart or Food City, then forget it. You can’t go wrong with casseroles with ritz cracker toppings. I know Ritz crackers are probably not the best for you but when you crumble them up with melted butter? That’s just blue-ribbon worthy!

 I have my own book of collected recipes. Some are of Grandma Lessie’s in her own handwriting.  I will treasure those always. One of my boy’s favorite dishes growing up was my chicken and rice casserole. My oldest, Adam, is a very picky eater but he loved that casserole and his wife, Tif, still makes it for him, probably better than I did. He always notices if you change any ingredients. For example, one time I used broccoli flavored Rice-A-Roni instead of chicken flavor.  He said, “Mom, what did you do to this casserole?”

I find that as I get older, I get a little more creative and with the internet, possibilities are endless. My daughter-in-law Catherine, Sam’s wife, is also a good cook and she inspires me to get more creative. Our granddaughter Evie’s tastes change often, so Catherine is very inventive with all types of food. It’s so fun to watch Evie eat. She loves my homemade granola and always says, “More?” She gets excited with sprinkles on her food, which are just chia seeds. Ha-ha! Theodore, our grandson, is very picky, just like his daddy. When he was little he would dip his fingers in honey mustard and eat the chicken nuggets later.  He didn’t mind if they were cold. Now he eats them dry but still doesn’t mind if they’re cold. When he spends the night, he absolutely loves my French toast in the morning.

Today is my husband’s birthday. Yesterday he requested a rum cake. I found a recipe online and didn’t realize until I put it in the oven that it didn’t call for nuts. I forgot! I hope it tastes OK without the nuts. I like to tell the story about telling Kenny (not long after I met him) that I would bake him a birthday cake. I asked what kind he liked and he said, “German Chocolate.” He was turning 25 and I was still 18 and didn’t know my way around the kitchen yet. I went home and said, “Mom, I need you to make a cake.” I never told him I didn’t bake it. He asked me out on a date not long afterward, so my plan worked. I know I’m not the best cook but you’d never know with Kenny. He loves everything I fix, bless his heart.

I’ve learned to can a lot of stuff since we’ve had a garden the last couple of years. We had cucumbers out the wazoo in the summer of 2021 so I canned a lot of Kenny’s favorite pickles. My grandma Lessie used to make them and they’re called Virginia Chunk Pickles. They’re very sweet and I’m not a fan but Kenny could eat a whole jar of them, especially with hot dogs. Last year’s crop was not as abundant, and the pickles weren’t the best for canning.  I called them shorty-fatties. Skinny pickles can better. I also canned a lot of tomato sauce with roasted cherry tomatoes and also apples from our apple trees. I love my little herb garden too. There’s nothing better than fresh dill, basil, and parsley.

Well, I’m hungry now.  I better go fix some lunch.

Something Wonderful at 5:30 am

I’ve got a cold. My husband used to sleep like the dead but now wakes up if I so much as clear my throat. I didn’t want to wake him, so I went downstairs, got on the couch, all the while coughing and hacking, with disgusting, vile junk coming out of my body. It was 5:30 am and the moon was so bright, coming through the living room window that I was contemplating closing the shades. And then, I just felt a peace and began to thank God for his love. I thanked Him for always being there for me and loving me.

I decided to read a little before I tried to go back to sleep. Every night, I read my bible and then something else before I eventually drift off to sleep. Right now, I’m reading Something Wonderful, by Judith McNaught. It’s a historical romance, one of my favorite genres. Don’t judge. 

Anyway, I took some NyQuil last night and I got sleepy reading my bible and drifted off before I could finish the chapter or even start on my fluffy book. If you want to know the truth I might have done this because I watched television too long. First, it was an episode of 48 Hours and then The Office. I love true crime and comedies. Sometimes I wonder about myself. 

So, when I opened up my iPad at 5:30, instead of my fluffy book, there was my bible, right where I drifted off. I think God saved it for when I was awake so I wouldn’t miss it.

Now, I usually just read the New Testament but I had decided that I was going to read through the Old Testament too, finally. I’ve tried to do it over the years but I’ve always given up by the time I got midway through Exodus. The descriptions of the curtains, colors, types of wood and such of the tabernacle was just too much. I felt bad but not bad enough to keep reading. Well, here I am again and, believe it or not, I’ve made it to the book of Numbers. What?!

So, having said all that, here is what I read that made me smile and warm all over. God was talking to Moses and telling him to tell Aaron, as the priest, to tell the people of Israel the following…

The Lord bless you and keep you;

The Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious to you;

The Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.  

Wow! I sure don’t deserve it, but I’ll take it and be thankful for it. 

I love to go where everybody knows my name. Church, not the bar. Ha-ha! But sometimes I look to the things of this world to give me happiness, joy, and peace.  They do. They do give me joy like buying a new outfit or going on vacation. But have you ever noticed how it doesn’t last? You’re thinking, what’s next?  

I’m ashamed to say that when life is going my way and everything is hunky dory, I don’t have as much time for God. Tomorrow I’ll pray more. Tomorrow I’ll spend more time with God. Tomorrow I’ll read an extra chapter but right now I’m going to watch a few more TikTok videos. Yesterday I watched the most hilarious video of these two ladies on church television singing, “The Devil’s in the phone booth calling 9-1-1.”  That’s just gold.

Well, God is always there when you come back. He’s there when you need him and he’s there when you think you don’t need him. His son died for you and his spirit abides in you. The relationship you have with him is what gives you peace and joy and it’s always there, waiting on you, even when you’ve turned your back on him. Yesterday is forgotten and today is full of promise. 

Thank you, God. Thank you for loving me when I don’t deserve it. Thank you for sending your son to pay for my sins when he didn’t deserve it. Thank you for your spirit that is within me, always.