Here in Pacific North West we have the most amazing tart pie cherries. I am lucky to know someone who has a beautiful tree loaded with cherries ready for the picking. So I loaded up my scissors and giant wooden bowl and headed over to pick.
I spent the afternoon pitting and preparing my bounty for the freezer. It is such a treat to bake a tart cherry pie in mid January. However before freezing everything I saved some to make those yummy tart cherry hamburgers. Yea, I know it sounds funny but they sure are delicious!
Here is the recipe for those with a curious palate.
I had to share this because it made me laugh.
I was cleaning out my nine year olds back pack and came across some hand written notes.
So the background here is my son has been hanging out with friends that live in the neighborhood closer to town. It’s an area where you can go out the front door and instantly find a friend to play with. My kids both want to live in a neighborhood at this stage in their life. So with that said, he was given a note from one of his neighborhood buddies prior to going over to his house that read:
1. Stay away from Preston (the mean 5th grader)
2. Don’t go inside when muddy
3. Be safe
4. Tell someone when you are hungry
5. Be respectful
6. No bad words
7. Be nice
8. 5 otter pops max
I pulled out the second note which clearly was in my sons handwriting which read:
1. No killing
2. No pointing a gun at friends
3. Be safe
4. Tell ME when hungry
5. Skin every squirrel
6. Have fun
7. Be nice
Ok, my first reaction was to laugh. But as I write this I’m connecting the dots here and realizing that there is a good possibility that Wyatt has been learning too much about living off the land from Dual Survival. Coupled with the fact that his packed lunch has been coming home uneaten and two of his friends went home from school with stomach aches yesterday, I may need to have a talk with him.
An old friend from North Carolina reminded me recently about an ol’southern tradition. First – get an ice cold Pepsi in a glass bottle—- put in a handful of regular salted peanuts –after they settle on the bottom and a few swallows later a couple will come out while you are drinking— the taste is an original southern desert! One that even Barbara Mandrell sang about. Bottoms up y’all! Enjoy!
We have had the most amazing spring here in Oregon this year. However yesterday the weather seemed to turn to the more typical rain. I welcomed the rain, even welcomed the chilly weather and threw the winter blankets back on all the beds…. and for dinner, I created the perfect soup to complement the weather. Here is a favorite of mine.
P.S. – the sun is back today and I’m re-packing those winter blankets…again.
I have 1 ewe lamb and 3 ram lambs left. I am also selling my breeding ewes. They range in ages so please contact me if you are interested. First come first choice.
Delivery available ($) email me with any questions or if you need photos.
Here is the menu from our cooking club last night.
This is what happens when a group of neighbors get together once a month and cook. Except it’s not quite that easy. (Especially if it happens to be your month). You see each member gets a month in the year and they create a dinner for the other eleven members. It is such a treat for us and we all love the idea because once a year you work your butt off to plan a meal, prepare all the fixin’s, clean your house and entertain the other eleven members, who arrive relax, socialize and eat. Then the other eleven months of the year you get to ride the wave and eat amazing home cooked meals. It’s an “invitation only” kind of club with a maximum of 12 members. (No one wants to cook for more than 12). We all love food, like to cook and enjoy entertaining. So it seems to work as we move into our second year. Thank you Stafford Cooking Club and thank you Heidi for a wonderful dinner last night.
I’ve tried to explain this to some egg eating friends of mine, but this picture really says it. NOW…if you really want to try a fresh country egg breakfast, fry up some true “forager eggs” with duck fat. The Cala’s brought us some duck fat a while back and it made all the difference in the world. The taste was amazing!