Sorry to say, but this site has been so depressing for a few days. I thought I'd ask an average, everyday question....to make us all feel a little more normal today.
I made Eggplant Lasagna, and my BIL and SIL are coming for dinner. They leave for Cali tomorrow to see their beautiful grand daughter.
Sorry, sometimes we just need some REGULAR conversation.......or at least THIS caregiver does.
Dinner with friends, roast, veggies and potatoes. Made some appetizers and of course cheese platter as it is almost expected in this house and cake for dessert.
Too much food for one day. Have a great Easter!
Tonight was a version of chicken crack slaw.
I absolutely adore Greek cuisine! I wonder if I would like it prepared that way.
I attend a Greek festival every year but I have never seen beets being served. I go straight for the lamb dishes! Of course, I get pastries too!
I do go to Greek restaurants too. Never thought about eating beets at them.
Otherwise I certainly understand to each his own.
No offense but just the thought of beets and eggs pickled together would make me vomit 🤮! LOL 😝 I gross out seeing eggs floating in a jar. It’s weird!
I hate beets with a passion! I have tried them numerous ways from numerous restaurants and home cooks trying to like them because they are loaded with vitamins. No thanks! I will get my vitamins elsewhere.
I do think the color of beets is beautiful!
My craziest egg story is when I was walking with my boyfriend. He had a beautiful German shepherd that we walked daily.
It was around this time of year. The Easter season. He didn’t celebrate Easter though. He was Jewish.
I love Easter candy and would share my candy with him. Well, one day we were walking his dog and he spotted a blue egg on the ground. He picked it up and took a big bite! Hahaha 🤣, it was a beautiful blue robin’s egg. He made a horrible face!
He screamed, “Sh*t! That was a real egg and not a candy egg!” I started laughing hysterically and asked him why on earth would he even eat something off of the ground? I still think of him whenever I see a robin and smile. He was a sweet guy who always made me laugh.
Had to laugh about the Lutheran minister..we are called the liberal ones.. LOL
Pickled beets and eggs are a Lancaster Co thing I love,, we just hard boil eggs, dump beets all over them and add vinegar and maybe some sugar and pickling spices. They are wonderful after they sit a day or so!
I can’t imagine how pickled eggs would taste. It just sounds weird to me.
Maybe I am missing out on something good though. I should try them before saying that they are gross. I don’t like the way they look.
It grosses me out to see eggs floating in jars! LOL 😆
I buy mason jars because I love them for storing individual portions. Plus, I am not crazy about using plastic containers. I always lose the lids to storage containers!
Look at the article in allrecipes.com at, 40 Foods You Can Pickle.
I would never in a million years have thought of pickling avocados! People have pickled all kinds of things.
I do lots of canning too. Fruit preserves, dessert sauces, marinara, vodka sauce... all kinds of things.
I do the old-fashioned hot water bath right on the stove top to seal the jars.
That’s how my grandma did it too. She didn’t have a pressure cooker either.
Every now and then I have seen a large jar of pickled eggs. The sight of those gross me out. I must admit that I have never tried them, nor do I feel that I ever will! They look disgusting 🤮 to me!
My grandparents had a fig tree in their backyard. Grandma would spend the day making fig preserves. They were delicious.
Grandpa would eat her preserved figs on her delicious homemade biscuits. I have never been able to make biscuits as well as my grandma did.
I would eat the figs raw as a snack when I would visit them.
The neighbors had a pecan tree and they would swap each other. Grandma would give the neighbors her preserves and they would give her pecans so grandpa could make his pralines. He made delicious pralines.
What do you do with the frozen tomatoes afterwards? Cook them? Does freezing change the texture or flavor? Do they become mushy?
Have you tried pickling foods? There is a woman at my farmers market who sells the best pickles! I have never researched how to pickle vegetables. I love pickled cucumbers, green beans, okra, etc.
BTW: I plan to can more tomatoes this summer; both for soup and because my nephew and his younger son like "juice" with their cottage cheese. Like mom taught, scald the skin off whole tomatoes, let them cool to handle and quarter them (cutting out the core) and putting them directly into the jars; then 5lbs pressure for 5 minutes. I always thought tomatoes were the easiest to can. When a jar wasn't filled one day, just put it in the fridge and fill it the next day. Also get a chance to teach canning to the boys. They, like me, may not can much in their lifetime, but at least they will know how its done if they ever choose/need to preserve their garden stuffs. They definitely like taking the spaghetti, soups, and other left overs I occassionally can to the lake house.
It will probably be all day
They have been testing her I would rather they would keep it in to be safe she has kidney disease but she wants it out
ANYWAY tomorrow is going to be take out probably pizza but maybe Chinese McDonald's would be aok as well 🙂
🙂
I like this thread a lot of good ideas 👍
Your mom’s minister was ahead of his time with his fancy car. That is mild compared to the luxury cars and mansions that the televangelists have today!
Dom Peringnon was a Benedictine Monk.
The monks have breweries too!
Look at buildingcatholicculture.com
They have breweries all over! Interesting list. Brewing Monks: A List of the World’s Monastic Beers
What did I have for dinner - one large pumpkin brownie. it's a day off for me!
Then later in life, they, minister and mom, dated. I remember them taking us to see Sound of Music, I think, maybe Mary Poppins, I am foggy on that. He drove mom's car and his driving really scared me. He would not press on the accelerator evenly, constantly. He would give it gas, then take foot off accelerator, brake a bit and coast a bit, then apply the accelerator again.
Isn't it strange then things we remember? I was probably 12 or so?
What does that have to do with dinner? Nothing.