Archive: November 2010
posted by Chelsea
Here’s a wonderful casserole-ish type of dish. My friend, T, gave this recipe to me back when we had a little “meal exchange” group and it’s been a stand-by ever since. You can make it and eat it or make it and “fridge it” or make it and freeze it. I like to make 2-4 casseroles at once when I make this dish. It’s a really handy thing to have in the freezer when I’m working or if I want to take a meal to a friend. I highly recommend it and so does my family, even Buck, who isn’t a big casserole fan.
1 1/2 cups cooked rice
2-3 cups cooked and cubed chicken (or leftover turkey!)
1 cup chopped celery
1/2 cup diced onion
1 green pepper (optional)
can pimiento (optional)
1 cup grated mozarella cheese
1 can cream of chicken or mushroom soup
1 cup chicken broth
1/2 cup mayonnaise
1/2 cup cashews
garlic salt, pepper, salt to taste
Mix all ingredients together and pour into a greased 9×13. Cover and bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes. Uncover. Sprinkle some more cheese on top, and bake 5 minutes more.
I like to quadruple the ingredients, then cook, chop, measure and pour all of the ingredients into my biggest bowl to be mixed…
After mixing it, I separate it into my 9x13s and freeze a couple, cook one to eat, and give one away. I highly recommend it.
posted by Chelsea
To start, I have to tell you… I rilly hate pour gramer. I hate it so much so that when we decided to get Cowgirl Clippings up and running, we knew it would not only be handy, but quite necessary, to have someone with some editing knowledge around especially considering that we have a number of gals writing and the chance for errors. We would hate to have you, our friends, troubled by are pour gramer (I won’t do that again, I promise. It’s painful to read, I know). So, it only seemed natural to have Donna…
my long time English-major friend and confidante, fill that role. Donna started editing papers for me in high school. She managed to get me through college spelling and grammatical error-free (or close to) and now hangs out here doing one of the many things she does best… edit. Basically, we gave her a behind-the-scenes pass and she can jump in and change any errors she sees while reading our daily postings. She can even veto an entire post. We give her that much power.
Donna usually prefers to stay behind the scenes of Cowgirl Clippings. She is not a “cowgirl”, although she did take “riding lessons” from me one summer and learned firsthand what we all enjoy so much about being horseback. She has two grown daughters who I had the privilege of growing up with and I still call them my friends. She’s been an exercise partner with my mom for much of my life. She’s known most of the Cowgirl Contributors for most of their lives (30 years) and she’s thoroughly enjoying getting to know those here at CC she hasn’t met yet. An avid photographer and a prolific writer, occasionally she feels compelled to share one or both with you, our dear Readers.
She and her husband, Keith, built their log cabin home in central Idaho. Here’s the happy couple a few years back…
Keith and Donna, June 2, 1979, Wells, Maine
So… all of that to say, Donna is coming out of her editing hole role and is bringing a Christmas series to you during December. You can expect to find her posts 2-3 times a week in the Faith section. I’m really excited about it and you should be, too. It’s going to be fantastic.
Thanks, Donna! We donut no wut weed do without ewe!
Recently, I was sick. For two days, I managed to feed our family and nothing else. When I finally felt better, I found my counter looked like this.
For two nights I didn’t beat back the clutter and I get this?
So I attacked it with gusto.
The coat went where coats are supposed to go (which is not on the counter).
The new “Range” magazine went where it could be found and read.
The horse went to visit all the other horses (in the girls’ room).
The sad little display got put away.
The left over bag of snacks got thrown away.
I cleaned and cleaned until my counter looked like this.
It wasn’t long and I came back to this.
What is it about empty counters that won’t allow them to stay empty for long? Do they have their own gravity that pulls stuff to them? Counter gravity!
My man took the older kids on a trail ride recently. They were both very excited. He saddled their horses.
Then he saddled his own.
Just by the by, I love my man in his big, black hat.
Watching them get ready was bittersweet. Bitter because I was not going with them. Sweet because my kids were getting to ride some place other than an arena.
Bitter because I had to stay home sick with sick kids. Sweet because it was cold and going to get colder and I do not like the cold. Not one little bit. I moved to Southern California to avoid the cold. Married a man from Eastern Oregon and left the warmth. If it was any other man, I might question my sanity. But it was this man. . .
So, I know I did the right thing. Still, I hate the cold.
My poor little bambinos got their first lesson on cold. When you are out on the trail and you get cold, you can’t get off your horse and go to the house. You have to ride to where you parked the trailer. This was a little bit of a new thing, especially for our oldest. Both the kids made it back home and, after multiple cups of hot chocolate, were quite proud of their accomplishment. However, I’m pretty sure they’ll ask how cold it’s going to be before they agree to their next trail ride.
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You’ve heard me write about e-mealz before in Country Cookin’, and this week they emailed me a notice of a really great deal for anyone who wants to sign up.
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posted by Chelsea
This past week we went to the west side of our great state- the side that is suppossed to be warm and mild. This year…. it was neither. It was cold and snowy and doing everything it’s not meant to do over there.
We did get one sunny day on the coast…
where we played “in” the waves…
As you can see, we’re accomplished ocean people. We’re doing our best to pass on our wave-chasing abilities to our children.
The coast trip included two sets of friends from home. Here’s the big, bad, wild & wooly crew…
(Isn’t that a great lamp off on the right?)
The boys got some crabbing in…
And we ate well thanks to their bountiful catch…
We spent three nights on the coast before we headed to Buck’s Grandma Carolee’s house. Kate made herself useful helping Great Grandma in the kitchen…
Thanksgiving is a big extended family extravaganza- basically all of Buck’s family on his dad’s side. Aunts and uncles, cousins and the like. The like is an easy way out of explaning who all was there. If someone doesn’t fit into the aunt, uncle, or cousin category, they qualify as “the like”. I like that.
A recap: We adore Grandma Carolee. We love our time at her old-farm-house-on-the-hill. We ate too much. Our bellies are still full. Our pants are too tight. The elliptical machine is awaiting my presence. Snow ushered us back home. Ice in our toilet ushered us back to reality. Christmas is calling. Some shopping is done. Some shopping awaits. Starbucks has a holiday drink called Caramel Brulee. If you feel like spending $4 and400 calories on a drink, I highly recommend it. I learned how to play Hearts. I have some fun new things. And…. I’m thankful for every tid-bit!
I’ve always loved breakfast casseroles. I love that they’re a make-ahead, bake-in-the-morning kind of breakfast. I love that most contain either bacon or sausage.
And yet, I have never, ever made my own until last Friday.
I’ve eaten plenty, seen many made and baked but I’ve always forgotten to ask for the recipes of my favorites.
This year is different, though.
I was cleaning the church the Friday night that some men where in the church kitchen preparing for Men’s Breakfast the next morning. Spying a few copies of the recipe they were using I begged and pleaded asked politely if I could have a copy. It was graciously handed over and I stuck it in my pocket.
Where I left it and it promptly got washed in the washing machine.
Luckily, the men left a copy of the recipe in the church kitchen and I was able to snag another copy.
For those of you (I’d say us, but I won’t) spending all Thanksgiving day preparing a feast, this might be nice to put together the night before, stick it in the oven in the morning and have something to keep bellies satiated until the main meal.
This recipe serves 12-14; feel free to cut it down if you need to. I left it large and we ate on it for 3 days. It’s yummy as leftovers too.
Country Brunch –provided by Gloria West
12 eggs well beaten
6 cups 1/2 inch bread cubes (8-9 slices)
2 tablespoons butter cut into small cubes
3 cups milk
6 green onions, sliced (including tops)
1/4 cup chopped green bell pepper (I used the whole thing just ’cause.)
2 cups grated cheddar cheese ( I use white cheddar because one of my boys is allergic to the coloring in “orange” cheese.)
1 teaspoon salt
1 /4 teaspoon ground black pepper
2 tsp. ground mustard (dry)
Combine all ingredients in a large bowl and mix well.
Pour mixture into a greased 9 x 13 casserole dish and refrigerate, covered, overnight.
In the morning, bake in a preheated 300 degree oven for 1 hour, uncovered. Serve immediately.
It makes great leftovers. We ate it cold for breakfast on Sunday and Monday and on Tuesday my kiddos were very thankful for their oatmeal.
And as I promised, here are pictures of my new kitchen.
For a few points of reference, this is what my kitchen looked like right before we moved in 5+ years ago:
This is what it looked like mid-demolition after the flooding clean-up and chaos:
And this is what it looks like today:
We used to eat in the breakfast nook but it got a little crowded when I inherited my grandma’s table and chairs. We decided to try moving them to what our floor plan calls “the dining room” and I turned the breakfast nook into just that, a nook.
There is still chaos reigning in other parts of the house, but it’s so nice to be home.
I hope you all have a Happy Thanksgiving!
My Mom-in-law gave our family this book . . .
It is really a good book. I learned so much. I never realized just how hard it was to settle this country and how God so faithfully provided.
In it, Barbara Rainey says, “On November 9, several children (aboard the Mayflower) squealed with delight when they saw a seagull dive above the ship. Not long afterward, a sailor cried, ‘La-a-nd, ho!’ . . . Shouting for joy and falling to their knees to pray, they celebrated by reading Psalm 100:
Shout joyfully to the Lord, all the earth;
Serve the Lord with gladness;
Come before Him with joyful singing.
Know that the Lord Himself is God;
It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;
We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter His gates with thanksgiving,
And His courts with praise.
Give thanks to Him; bless His name.
For the Lord is good;
His lovingkindness is everlasting,
And His faithfulness to all generations.”
If you don’t know much about the faith of the pilgrims or the very beginnings of this country, I encourage you to read this book.
Have you ever read President Abraham Lincoln’s 1863 Thanksgiving Proclamation? You should. It is also in this book. Here is a little snippet:
No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things (the abundance in the U.S. in spite of the Civil War). They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy. It has seemed to me fit and proper that they (the gifts) should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and voice by the whole American People.
We are still blessed with abundance in this amazing country and it is still given by the hand of God.
Thank You, Jesus, for Your great provision for me/ for us.
If you all are wondering where photo finish is, it will be back after Thanksgiving. We are all taking the week of Thanksgiving off because we want to have some family quality time. In the mean time, this is a photo my daughter took this morning.
Have a great Thanksgiving.
sidenote from Chelsea….
I’m currently driving down the road… well, as a passenger, and am amazed at the fact that I can be writing on my laptop as we go! We are visiting family this week, but as you can tell, I do have my computer, and will plan to check in here at CC a bit and post a few things. We just left a little pit-stop at the coast and I have some funny things to write about that adventure. Emily has a Thanksgiving breakfast recipe for you and she’ll put that up on Wednesday. Charlotte has something special for you on Thanksgiving in the Faith section. So… before I get carsick from typing while moving, my simple point is that we’ll be around this week, just not as much as we usually are. Have a great Thanksgiving week!
posted by Chelsea
An annual tradition: when we’ve finished cutting wood into rounds, my parents bring over their wood splitter and in one fell swoop, Buck and my dad have split and stacked all of our wood. This year, my folks made their usual 5 hour trek over to see us and the weather didn’t cooperate- it was rainy and snowy and the wood splitting didn’t happen. So… Buck has been splitting the wood by hand. He’s accustomed to this, never having a wood splitter until my dad started bringing his over a couple of years ago. Feeling sorry for him, I mentioned the labor of splitting all the wood. “I agree with Dr. B,” my cowboy replied, “I like splitting it by hand… it’s my therapy.”
Let’s chat about this for a second… I mean, I can guess what our friend, Dr. B would need therapy for… dealing with sick people, pregnant people, insurance people, ornery nurses and some otherwise endearing folks. I get that. What I don’t understand is why my Buckaroo would need therapy, and quite frankly, I’m afraid to ask. I mean… if he doesn’t need therapy from his work, and he doesn’t need therapy from our animals, and he doesn’t need therapy from our children…. well, that only leaves …….. me?!
Tell me it’s not so.