One family was hosting a "low country boil" (clams, mussels, shrimp, oysters, potatoes, corn on the cob) for their extended family. They run the feed store that we visit every week so we know them quite well. They said they had prepared way too much food so they sent home a large plate filled to the brim. We decided to have it for breakfast. It was delicious. I didn't need the cow bell this time to get me ready for breakfast as I had dreamed about it all night.
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Wednesday, December 16, 2015
Everyone knows that grandma LOVES Christmas, and especially Christmas decorations. However, with missions, travel, moving and house building, she hasn't been able to get out the Christmas things and do "her thing" since 2009. But not so this year. When we unpacked the shed a couple of months ago, she found all the lights and decorations that she has saved up through the years. This past week she has gone crazy seeing how a log cabin looks when filled with Christmas cheer. Besides lights, ribbons, music boxes, toy Santas, reindeer antlers and garland everywhere, she has put out an extended Christmas village, all our manger scenes that we have collected in the many countries we have lived in, plus our Hungarian hand embroidered table cloths. We are ready for visitors who need a good dose of Christmas cheer.
Posted by Paw@: at 8:53 PM
As of Christmas Eve, we will have been living in our log cabin for one year. Today, I finished up the last project for the year, building the master bedroom closet. Mom now has her long-hoped-for door with a mirror. We also put up bulletin boards around the pantry door for our yearly calendar and table manners directions that Victoria made for us. Now I'm organizing the shed so we can transfer the tools and other building materials out of the house. In January we'll put in the downstairs floors, finish the window trim and the ceilings on the porches. With all of the excitement of everyone coming to enjoy the cabin, we didn't have time to go to the sawmill to get the lumber for these last projects. But the house looks great!!
Posted by Paw@: at 8:28 PM
This is the fourth time I've been a scoutmaster. However, my last training was in 1981 and according to the local scouting council, they don't keep records back that far so in order for our troop to have a "trained" scoutmaster, I had to take the scoutmaster training again. I was in the Buzzard Patrol and as our patrol flag suggested, food came to be the most important part of our training. We did the usual knot tying, fire building, first aid, and axe sharpening that I had just done with my troop to get them all to be first class scouts (and as of the last court of honor, they are now star scouts), but one of our patrol members in the training program was an executive chef for a chain of gourmet restaurants and he decided that for the same amount of money, we could eat in style rather than have the suggested food. We had Italian sausage, potatoes, eggs for breakfast cooked in a dutch oven, trout imported from Idaho cooked wrapped in parchment paper and stuffed with thin slices of tomatoes, oranges, and various fresh herbs, asparagus cooked over an open fire, toasted gourmet bread, and heavenly apple cobbler topped with whipped cream for the cooking contest dinner (we won by a landslide and I'm getting hungry just thinking about our cooking fun), and eggs, ham, cheese with various herbs on flatbread for our second breakfast. The lunches were boring meals provided by the camp. Cooking our meals was like being on a TV timed cooking contest--someone watching the clock as we mixed, cooked, timed, and tested the dishes. The cooking made the whole experience worth the time. We were also able to prepare our required three meals over an open fire 60 cents under the $13.70 budget per person, including the cost of the charcoal. It helped that our master chef could get everything wholesale through his restaurant.
Posted by Paw@: at 8:05 PM