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Posted on 12/21/2023 12:15:38 PM PST by CottonBall
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you got it!!
Thanks for the advice, wise guy!
CONGRATS on 1000!
Whoop whoop!
Oh no! I’m so sorry!
I hereby do my Marlon Brando impression and turn down this high honor. I am not worthy of this post, but the one who pops up just in time to get it is the rightful winner.....Ms.B., it’s all yours!
“My Spaetzle maker arrived last week.”
nice!!
nope, you’re stuck with it!!!
Lol oh Ms. B. I thought you stopped for some reason. I’m so sorry - I will not interfere with your methodology again!
When I was a newbie in the real estate business a coworker had me over several times a week n we’d cook together. The first thing was opening a bottle of wine! . Most recipes we did adapted well to the addition of wine.
So my response is a strong yes😊
The recipes did well with the addition of wine to the food, or the cooks?
Either way, it’s a go!
Wouldn’t it be funny, if we all got to heaven and God put us on an island of our own from time to time, just for fun!?
Like I said “All is fair in love and woo hoos!
I am disappointed, not crushed!
“but the one who pops up just in time to get it is the rightful winner.....”
No need to get defensive, you won it fair and square.
The wine for cooks
In food -an afterthought 😊
Now we need to get Nik with us. He is an excellent cook n uses wine in meals also
First thing I’d make for you all is Crock French Onion soup — with onions that carmelized 10 hours or so. I add wine n brandy to it. Cotton can make the baguettes but if we cant get her out of tub we’d go to my preference: to make lg herb n parmesan cheese croutons under gruyere cheese
I can see what my job is going to be here. I will put everybody to bed and then clean up the kitchen.
I’m thinking about making panettona today. Or maybe pandora. Two Italian Christmas breads.
Of course all I’m doing is sitting down with my dog on my lap looking at recipes. That doesn’t really Translate to getting anything done. But it is fun!
I meant you, Ms.B.
Lol you were the one who popped up just in time. I was already on the thread. It was yours, my dear.
I remember nikos and his caramelized onions. I think he caramelized just about everything! With bamboo utensils, IIRC.
Just came across this story on FB… Texas…
Pix there I can’t get here
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Talk about the true meaning of Christmas! When I first posted this Christmas story, sent in by Traces of Texas reader Steve Eberhart, it became of my most viewed/liked/commented-on posts ever. If you read it, you’ll see why:
“In November 1957, my Dad was killed in the line of duty in the U.S. Army in Hawaii.
At the time, our family was living in my Mom’s hometown of Macon, Georgia.
My Mom, Annie Ruth, gathered everyone and traveled to Texas to bury my Dad in his hometown of Muenster, Texas.
As she had done on occasions before, sometimes for a year or more at a time, she stayed with my Dad’s sister, Elvira Flusche and her family in Lindsay, Texas.
There was a wait for the body to arrive from Hawaii and the funeral was finally held in early December. In the days and weeks after his death, my Mom dealt not only with his death, relocation to Texas, the funeral, dealing with the Army over benefits and insurance issues and such.
With the funeral behind them and 2 weeks to go until Christmas, Annie Ruth and Elvira realized the insurance and benefits would not likely arrive before Christmas and with essentially no money left after traveling and the funeral, they did not know how they were going to make Christmas happen for the 7 children of Annie Ruth and Bill’s.
Elvira convinced Annie Ruth to go to the local bank, The First State Bank in nearby Gainesville, and get a small, short term loan which she could pay back once the benefits arrived hopefully in a few weeks.
She agreed and they drove to the bank.
Annie Ruth went in to see the local banker, Claude Jones. She explained the situation of having just lost her husband, an Army man, their shortage of funds, the insurance and benefits which should be forthcoming and their immediate need to provide for Christmas for her 7 children.
Mr. Jones listened and finally said, “Let me look at this a little further and we will get back to you”.
With that, Annie Ruth left the office and joined Elvira in the lobby of the bank. As they walked out of the bank, Annie Ruth was in tears telling Elvira that he said he would get back to her, which she apparently assumed was a “no” to her request.
Upset, the two of them returned to Elvira’s farm home north of Lindsay where they agreed they would just have to do the best they could and things would be better next Christmas.
For Annie Ruth it was almost too much to handle, she had lost her husband, she had no job, no income or money, she had 7 children to raise ranging from age 3 months (me) to 10 years and now had literally nothing for them for Christmas.
A few hours later that afternoon, a large station wagon car pulled up to the farmhouse yard. Annie Ruth and Elvira went out to the front porch to see who arrived.
The man stepped out of the car and they noticed it was the man from the bank, Mr. Claude Jones. The back of the car was full of toys, clothes, food items, essentially everything needed for Christmas. Unsure of what was going on, Annie Ruth asked him,
“Mr. Jones, what is this?”
He stepped over to her, hugged her and said, “Mrs. Eberhart, you’re not going to need a loan and you’re not going to need to worry about Christmas, it’s all taken care of.”
This is a true story, and THAT, was our first Christmas in Texas in December, 1957.
I never knew of this story as a child but was told of it a few years ago. I checked it out and it is all true.
I also found out Mr. Jones was as generous to many others around the Cooke County community over the years.
I never met Mr. Jones, but I sure wish I had.”
THANK YOU, STEVE! This made my heart go to a very happy place!
I bought the wooden utensils he told us about. Loved them. Pricey but on sale.But we’re in the van that was stolen
I dint remember the bamboo ones.
Well, that was one yummy bowl of beef stew, if I do say so myself. I will never bother with scratch dumplings again. Bisquick is the way to go - fluffy, light, flavorful, delicious. Meat was tender, everything good. I just remember I should have put a bunch of whole baby mushrooms in. Next time.
That was my breakfast. Also lunch and dinner lol.
Golly
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