Saturday, December 15, 2018

“ You're invited … and please bring a side dish”.

Well, it's that time of the year … but don't worry … I have two sure winners for you !

The first one is a Spoon Bread Corn Casserole (reminiscent of the sort of Christmas food that Grandma would have served) and it never fails to get rave reviews. It's also very easy to make, is inexpensive and starts with this secret ingredient:
Yup, 1 package of the little Jiffy corn muffin mix starts it all. You just add !/2 cup of melted butter, I 8 oz. Can of whole kernel corn (drained), I 8 oz. Can of cream style corn, I cup of sour cream and 2 eggs. Mix it all together and pour into a greased baking dish. Bake at 375 for 1 hour and serve warm.

Number 2 is also a winner. Just a bunch of plump Santas that are as delicious as they are easy to make and they always brings smiles to the crowd around the festive Christmas table. Ripe strawberries and cool whip are the only ingredients ..

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Monday, December 10, 2018

An amusing Christmas gift ... 2006

This is a photo taken in 1936 of me (bottom left) and three of my four sisters.  You can tell that none of us wanted to have our picture taken and can almost hear the big sighs and read our secret thoughts … "you can make us pose but you can't make us smile."  Only our middle sister Nancy, always the rebel of the family, was brave enough to actually refuse to be part of the photo.
At Christmas time 2006 my 80 year old sister Mary (top right) used this picture as her gift.  She'd had it framed and it came complete with a card that read "Merry Christmas, Joy & Peace".  It's evident that old age had not robbed her of a good sense of humor and it still remains one of my favorite gifts.

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Thursday, December 06, 2018

Christmas Memories of the 1930's

I was born in 1933, the youngest of 5 girls. It was the time of the Great Depression that started with the 1929 stock market crash that wiped out millions of investors and produced the worst economic downturn in the history of the industrialized world.

We were living in Plainfield, New Jersey and, although we were never without the essentials we were definitely in the lower class. By that I mean that we didn't starve or stand in bread lines (as many of our neighbors were forced to do back then for lack of jobs) but we just barely managed to eke by.

My father was a production manager in an Ad Agency in NY City and he managed to keep his job but when his salary was cut he sold his prized stamp collection (that he had started as a young boy) to keep us going and my mother took in sewing.

1933 was also the year that Franklin D. Roosevelt won the presidential election and our country began the long, hard road to recovery. How different were those years to the overwhelming commercialism of today and it is especially apparent to me as we approach another Christmas.

I have wonderful and nostalgic memories of the Christmases that I spent in those years but it never centered around gifts or the amount spent on them. My memories are of my Dad reading “The Christmas Carol” … of neighbors joining us in song fests … of a stocking filled with an orange in the toe ... of a tree covered with hand made ornaments … and, nestled under the tree, ONE GIFT for each of us carefully wrapped with love.

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Friday, November 30, 2018


Last night my son treated me to the movie “Bohemian Rhapsody” and I loved it. As most of you probably know it is the intriguing true story of the musical group Queen and their love/hate relationship with Freddie Mercury, their lead singer and one of the most beloved entertainers to ever go on stage. Unexpectedly Eddie decides to go solo and it leaves the remaining members angry while it takes him to dark places that will eventually be his downfall.
Freddie decides to leave that all behind and manages to reunite with his band mates just in time for the 1985 Live Aid worldwide rock concert that has been organized to raise money for the relief of famine-stricken Africans. Freddie has just found that he has AIDS but is still able to lead the band in the greatest performances of his life.
The movie ends with their performance at the Wembley Stadium in London and you can tell by the picture how much they enjoyed it.
This was a global concert linked by Satellite to more than a billion viewers in 110 nations and it raised more than $125 million in famine relief for Africa. If you look closely at the audience you will see it is filled with people of all shapes, colors and ethnicities… just a huge amount of people from all over the globe being lovingly brought together with the magic of music.                     

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Sunday, November 25, 2018

1987 … Chi Chi

Does anyone recognize this guy? It’s Chi Chi Rodriguez, the professional golfer and first Puerto Rican to be inducted into the World Golf Hall of Fame. My husband Dick was an avid admirer and often mimicked him.

I haven't thought of him for years but there's a TV commercial that I've seen recently that shows all sorts of people doing crazy dances and exercises. In it there's a very quick shot of Chi Chi performing his famous toreador dance where he'd make believe that his putter was a sword and would attack his golf ball (the bull”) while performing a lot of crazy dance moves.

In 1987 he was in Pinehurst, NC playing in a Senior’s Tournament. This is also the locale of the hospital where I was working, (in the ER), and we were all excited when he came in wanting to be examined by the docs for stomach pains.
Word spread quickly and it soon seemed like every doc in the house found a reason to “treat” this famous one-of-a-kind golfer. He received an inordinate amount of attention from them but to be fair you could tell that Chi Chi was thoroughly enjoying it too.
This was also the day that my husband came in. He was having some breathing problems and decided to see if he could get some relief. The nurse that treated him told me that when Dick asked why there were so many doctors there he just chuckled and pointing to himself he said. “What do you know? Two great golfers in one day!” 
A cute comment but it didn't lure the ER doc away from Chi Chi. The nurse got her orders however so they did treat him and, as his breathing got easier, he had the fun of seeing up close and in person how Chi Chi could captivate an audience. 

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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Superstitious ??? Not me …

For many years I'd thought that superstitions were just a bunch of hooey … but I changed my mind 28 years ag0 and ever since then I've refused to travel or make plans for the 22nd day of any month.  It's especially hard this year since Thanksgiving is on the 22nd and I will be going to my son's … but, luckily it's nearby.

Somewhere around the 70's I became aware that many bad things seemed to happen on the 22nd . I remembered a young friend who was in a fatal car wreck on May 22, 1956. Then in May also, but in the year 1960, my father died. That was very sad for me because I adored my Dad but it didn't have the traumatic affect that the killing of President John F. Kennedy had … on me and the nation .. and, as we all recall, that was on November 22nd, 1963.

Then, as the years passed, I was thankful that my “22nd of the month disasters” didn't include deaths but it did seem that so many fender benders, lost wallets, a broken hip and every other form of discomfort or woe inevitably occurred on the 22nd. It wasn't until September of 1990 however that I finally decided to take my superstition seriously. My husband finally died after a long illness and yes it was on the morning of the 22nd.

I guess what it boils down to is that no matter how much I'd like to be above the fray I have to admit that,  when it comes to the 22nd I'll stay close to home … and, if I go out, I will use precautions . It seems to be working too because a few days ago a “black cat crossed my path” just before I “walked under a ladder” but I wasn’t worried. I‘d “crossed my fingers” AND “knocked on wood” before I left the house.

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Friday, November 16, 2018

Foul fowl …

Where I live, in North Carolina, this is a common sight and it never fails to turn my stomach ! In case you can’t make it out (I was in slow traffic when I snapped this and it’s not too clear) it is a full truck-load of filthy dirty cages that are packed to the gills with live chickens.

Chickens are transported to the slaughterhouse in crates stacked on the back of trucks, like this one, and they aren’t protected at all from weather conditions. You can actually see them gasping for air in the oppressive summer heat. Just the smell alone, as you pass one of these huge trucks in traffic, is enough to make me gag. Many of the chickens die before they reach their destination and perhaps that is a blessing.

As I understand it, when the truck arrives at the slaughterhouse the crates are picked up by a crane and the chickens are dumped on to a conveyor belt. Then they are “stunned” and hung up before being processed.  If it weren’t for free-range chickens I would never eat poultry again. Just compare this picture with the first one …

Look how happy they are ! Although these chickens are destined to grace our tables at least they are content beforehand and allowed to run free.   Bon appetit …

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