I’ve been on the phone trying to get my Yahoo popmail service back up for days. They answer the phone and tell you you’ll never get through because they may cut you off, then they do after five minutes. We pay for this service.
I’ve had Yahoo for many years and have never not met such a rude service. I had to get Gmail in order to email Yahoo.
Sick and twisted, I know. Yahoo, I’m going after the Board and Execs, trust me. You don’t treat Dee this way. Battle! Dee
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is a series. Just look it up on my site. Each part of the series has recipes to go along. All you do is look up article #1. There’s more and it took me a lot of time to put this together.
Just start with essential pantry #2 and go from there. A thought. Thanks for reading. Dee
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I had several favorite classes in college and some ridiculous ones, as in when we were learning required philosophy classes and were told not to think, only spout out what the priest said. Philosophy without thinking. I knew it was bad at age 18 but didn’t want to have to take it again so aced it.
My favorites were Art History 1 and 2, Renaissance and Reformation, and Marriage and Family. The first three were taught by a favorite priest, long gone, Fr. John. The last is by my favorite professor, Fr. C.
Propinquity is nearness, it means marrying the kid next door or two blocks away. But they had to use the word to make it sound serious and meaningful. I asked “why can’t you just say nearness?” That’s how I met my husband 13 years ago. We lived a mile apart and met at a restaurant by chance at lunch. He called the next day, took my hand and so far has never let go. And all of a sudden I cherished the term propinquity.
Marriage and Family was taught by my chosen adviser, and it also included a campus favorite, The Barbie Lecture. Fr. C talked about the measurements of the doll vs. real women. She would be 7′ 4″ tall, etc. The class was about not seeing just the body, but the person. My mother and I were never close but she never let my younger sister or me to have a Barbie doll. We read and went to the library instead, and watched Walter Cronkite at dinner and Jacques Cousteau when we didn’t want to go to bed.
Maybe sometime I’ll tell you about a night class on deviant behavior. But you have to be really good in the meantime…… Cheers, Dee
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Tagged Marriage and Family, philosophy classes, Propinquity, Renaissance and Reformation
That was against my religion, at least the one I was brought up in. My sister said it best when declining the 52 envelopes for contributions, telling Sister we went to the church down the street.
I ended up going to a Franciscan college not knowing so, but am better for it as I had two great profs, both priests, one dead and another dying who wants me to fly in to have lunch.
In the end I’ve no love for the Church, only those in it. The HRC Church told me not to think. That was against MY religion. Just follow and Jesus will show you the way. I’m not a follower of those who tell me I’m not smart, cannot have any influence in the Church in which I was baptised and am told not to think for myself.
God, I do not believe in organized religion. I’ve had enough time on earth to know you are here and that I do other things besides church to know that I care for others. For a priest in philosophy to say don’t think, just repeat my answers was the first step in my journey and it has been a long and bumpy ride.
Today I believe in redemption, being an honest and good person and in serving people and animals (Franciscan). Let us hope that is enough for me an my small family, Dee
p.s. Yesterday James Garner died. God rest his soul. Years ago I knew his daughter Gigi from a small park on the left coast. She’s done well and her father will be remembered from Maverick to Rockford to Tank in Space Cowboys, thanks for the memories. Perhaps someday I’ll tell the Space Cowboys story from his daughter…….. d
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Do not take any flights to/from Malaysia or right now anywhere in that area. Yes, boss, they do have a tendency to crash and search efforts are useless. Yes, planes, lost, boss. No finding of survivors, dead or crashes. Please don’t take that next flight out, please sir…..crackle crackle…. lost transmission.
On the brighter side. please get me out of here, Amelia.
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Let’s talk fajitas. Sometimes I cheat and buy an organic pico de gallo. Lately I’ve been doing a lot of homemade riffs.
Chicken, pounded and sliced thin, is the base. Lime juice, salt and pepper, and pure pepper powders in there like Ancho and Chipotle. Then two peppers and one sweet onion are sliced and put on with a teaspoon of canola oil to cook fast/slow until caramelized.
Make your salsa. I’ve just been experimenting with a peeled peach, 1/2 chopped jalapeno, a Hass avocado and lime juice, salt and pepper. Try it with mango instead of peach in season. Pineapple is coming in so I may try it with that.
Heat a cast iron skillet. Have two plates ready. I have to turn on the fan right now because I’m flipping flour tortillas in a pan until they bubble and if I don’t have the fan on, the smoke detector is right outside the kitchen and will go off.
When you’re finished with the tortillas and are stirring your veg top the tortillas with the other plate to keep them hot. No, you do not need a styrofoam thing they sell at the grocery. Plates are fine.
I like to serve it on the counter so people get their tortilla, chicken and veg, add a little Monterey Jack cheese, shredded, sour cream, lime and salsa.
Many towels, paper and linen,will be required. It is a messy and great dish. Dee
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I never said that as my husband will not eat them. He’d rather say “let’s go out.” But his mother doesn’t do that.
It is a matter of making leftovers different and tasty. You’ll never make what I did this evening because when I think we may be moving I make full use of frig and pantry and yours will not be the same.
No meat, I just made fettuccine Alfredo in a 2 tbsp measure of cream, butter and parm, and added the same amount of fresh chimichurri with parsley, lemon, garlic and jalapeno. Tyler Florence, gaucho steak + chimichurri at foodnetwork.com
Shopping at home is a necessity and a duty. My husband stocks us in paper goods so there is always an extra roll of toilet paper or paper towels, tissues as well. I stock us in food and always have a full pantry of pasta, flour, herbs and spices and baking stuff.
When the thought of moving or being without a job is pre-eminent I work through the frig and pantry. My family moved enough as a kid, and I learned to do it much better with a physicist husband. Uniform boxes, all the best equipment (I’m a whiz with a well-worn professional moving tape dispenser and box cutter) and the dog already has her 4″ orthopedic bed in the back of my SUV.
We do what we can with what we have. My frig has many possibilities but my pantry can expand it tenfold. I used to subscribe to a delivery service that gave us milk, juice, bacon, et al. I got the service for their apple juice and a $15 surprise package that would test my culinary skills seasonally.
Last week my dog received a wooden puzzle in which her owner places treats. There are six pegs and three sliding wooden pieces. She’s played it six times and can now do it in a minute. That’s like me and the surprise culinary package. It’s fun. Cooking for you and your family/friends should be fun. Dee
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The only thing in common is my butcher. Carolyn sold me 4# of beef (chuck and short ribs) to break down and grind Texas-style and the chili has been on the stove for a couple of hours now.
I asked about beef liver and Christian is ordering me some that will be in on Friday. I’m going to try to re-create a dog biscuit with eggs (including the shells), cottage cheese, garlic and organic whole wheat flour. I used to make it for my first dog over 20 years ago and can’t find the recipe. I brought a batch to the shelter I volunteered for years ago and the president came back and thought they were for people (it was over the holidays) and he liked them! I did tell him they were for the dogs so he left the remainder for them. That’s where I got my first dog.
This will be a gift for my good friend who has stayed with us and is now very ill but still eating. He is a pleasure to have around and will be missed so deserves some liver cookies. Friday, m’dear. I have not one but two cookie cutters shaped like a dog bone! Cheers and I hope you can smell my chili from there. Dee
Baskets, strange items
Lactose, pork, monkey brains and Twix
Glad I’m not on stage
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I made those up but you could have reindeer, coffee beans, jujubees and cement. Or chicken feet, lime jello mix, pummelo and glasswort. All in 20 minutes.
Or carve out a beef heart from the live animal and mix it with a part of beef it came from, duck beaks, nopales and live sea urchin. That’s thirty minutes.
Perhaps paper dirty baby diapers, Cheerios, rice baby cereal and bottled baby apricots.
How about purposefully overcooked Bistecca Fiorentina, overcooked and grey asparagus in spring, gooey overcooked risotto and a curdled panna cotta.
Now these can be new contests! Cheers, Dee
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Tagged Bistecca Fiorentina, Chopped, coffee beans, haiku, monkey brains, ted allen
Cooking with Dee 