11.27.2010
11.24.2010
Cranberry Salad - Now with Picture
When I was a younger and living at home and not dairy-intolerant, this recipe for cranberry salad was my very most favorite thing on the holiday menu. This salad and yams. I love yams!
Cranberry Salad
1 cup each:
- ground cranberries
- apples
- sugar
- mini-marshmallows
- whipped cream
Mix them together well and chill overnight. It turns a lovely pink shade. Drooling now.
My mom would get out the 800 year old steel food grinder that she attached to an old wooden chair and that is how we would grind the cranberries and apples. I haven't made this as an adult - dairy issues don't you know, but would think some pulsing in a food processor or just you a sharp knife and some agression could also do the trick.
Also, my mom (love her) would use Dream Whip. It comes in packets in a box in powder form and somehow you mix it up into 'whipped cream'. As a kid, I didn't know the difference. With that in mind, I often think I should try this with Cool Whip (not my favorite food in any way shape or form) but Cool Whip is non-dairy and it just might (might) be similar - in texture if nothing else.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I should probably have a list here of things I'm thankful for, alas, I don't. There are many things that would be on that list. What about you?
Edit: Yes, I made it tonight with Cool Whip. It needs to sit overnight - allows the sugar to dissolve completely and sweeten the cranberries. I did lick the spoon and it was delicious. I am very happy I did this. Why was I so scared of Cool Whip?!?! And did I tell you, it is such a lovely shade of pink.
11.22.2010
Monday before Thanksgiving
So, here's the deal and the plan and my big dreams.
- I have a cranberry salad recipe that is to die for - I'm hoping to post it before Thanksgiving actually gets here and moves on. Its also a great Christmas recipe, so, not all is lost if I'm late.
- Mister and I spent some quality time watching movies recently. Hoping to post about those.
- Chocolate covered bourbon cherries - another holiday recipe I tried recently.
- Huevos Rancheros - also known as food of the gods.
324 - Unrealized Potential
319 - Finally
11.18.2010
322 - ominous morning
321 - contrast
320 - Finding It
I know! #319 is missing. Its stuck in post production. Sometimes that happens. The above is titled "finding it". I'm looking for some peace right now. Trying to let go of some residual icky. Realizing that this tiny little drop of water exists, without care, helps for some reason. If this droplet can do it, then I can aspire to that too.
11.16.2010
314 - 316
311 - 313
dos paraguas
super delicious margarita
310 - the hidden
I took several, nah many, photos in this same spot. Each time I ended up with some version of what you see above. I'm not even certain what I was trying to photograph, I only know it wasn't this leaf. (I have a tendency to just thrust the camera into positions I think should capture what I am looking at, but without actually being physically able to look through the view finder and snapping away. Its just how I roll.) But, the more I looked at it on the digital screen, the more it spoke to me as if it needed to be heard.
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11.08.2010
Just Read: Bitter is the New Black
11.05.2010
Nov Cal - Figuring Things Out
11.04.2010
307 - Mossy Wall
306 - More Fall Color
11.02.2010
305 - Blue Water Bowl
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11.01.2010
November Calendar
303 - Spooky Light
Well, the orange glowing light was spookier in person, sort of. Mister and I were walking looking for photo opportunities and he spied this house with the spooky light. Maybe its the house that's spooky. Actually, yes, the house is spooky, but not in a ghosty way. More in a it was getting spiffed up a few years ago then one day no more spiffing and construction materials were left laying around and then a couple years later construction materials were moved and placed and moving trucks were outside and people were milling around and then several (almost all, actually) of the windows are either completely or partially broken out and there is a moving truck still parked outside and there is a moped in the yard and blankets covering the inside of the windows where there isn't boards covering the outside and doors from the inside leaning on posts on the porch (see my photo of the "laundry" door - its from the porch of this house) and very young guys there occassionally and a basketball hoop and the whole things seems like a crack house or something, but not enough in/out traffic to support the 'drug house' theory. More like squatters, or something.
Weird I tell you. Maybe you have to live one block from it to 'get' it. Never mind me, I'm just rambling.
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