Posted in Holiday Joy

Thanksgiving in May

For some reason, we are having a bit of a “cold spell” here in Savannah, which is quite unusual for this late in May.

TIB (Truth in Blogging): Frigid for us is anything under 60 degrees. Right now …

It has also been raining all day.

Sidebar: I’ve kept a gratitude journal for eons now. This morning’s additions …

So, when trying to decide what to have for supper, it hit me …


Thus, using whatever ingredients I had on hand, I decided on Green Bean Casserole and Sweet Potato Casserole. Two classics, right?

I got to work.

Oh my goodness. The deliciousness of fall in spring.

A Joyful May of Thanksgiving to You!

Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 5/22/23

Marveling at our weekend discovery.

So HR and I were standing in line at the grocery checkout, minding our own business, when something caught our attention in the cart belonging to the lady in front of us. It contained a colorfully wrapped loaf of bread (we surmised) that we had never seen or heard of before.

Robert, braver and friendlier than me in starting up convos with perfect strangers, scooted a little closer to her cart and asked, “Excuse me, ma’am, but could you tell me what that is?” pointing to the red, white and blue package.

She was delightful (which is so much better than screaming for store security), explaining that “THIS is the most DELICIOUS Puerto Rican bread! I grew up eating it.” Soft and sweet on the inside and slightly crunchy on the outside. Perfect for morning toast, or sandwiches or anything else.

We became fast friends. And chatted till she finished paying and left us. We felt lonely.

So we hightailed it over to the bakery. And were DEVASTATED when we were told that the Puerto Rican bread had sold out for the day! “It sells out early.”

We somehow made it through the rest of the long day and night, and were back in the bakery section the next morning.

Recognizing us from our pitiful disappointment of the day before, the young lady behind the bakery counter told us apologetically that the Puerto Rican bread had just come out of the oven and it would be about 30 minutes before she could package it.

Fake-smiling, we went back out to the car where I read to Robert for thirty minutes (we’re on our 165th book together!), then rushed back in and claimed our prize.

We had it last night with HR’s scrumptious New York strip …

I cut it thick on purpose so it wouldn’t be intimidated by Robert’s flashy steak.

And then again this morning with leftover ham, egg and rhubarb/strawberry jam …

We LOVE our delicious new discovery!

Posted in Food Joy

Cutesy Tuesday: “The Power of Every Individual”

Today I am starting a new, occasional blog post category: “Cutesy Tuesday,” highlighting what I consider to be cute.

So yesterday, Robert and I went to our favorite produce stand near us here in Savannah, Davis Produce, out near the Atlantic Ocean, and bought a big bunch of stuff.

But mainly pink-eyed crowder peas and okra. Okra is my favorite vegetable in the history of vegetables; okra is HR’s least favorite vegetable in the history of vegetables. Our marriage is vegetatively tenuous.

But looky there in the lower right-hand corner above (well, and below). When I emptied our bag of goodies, I saw him.

A lone peanut.

Somewhat robust, and holding his own against the okra.

I asked him why he came as the lone peanut, crowded out by the crowder peas and okra.

He responded,

Let us move forward as powerful individuals.

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 4/7/23

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Robert’s preposterously delicious beef pot pie from the other night.

2. Our buddy and theology student August and his beautiful black shawl.

3. The belief that our nation is strong enough to withstand the right (and left) extremists.

4. Attending the surprise 70th birthday party at Midtown Sports for buddy “Fluff.”

In this photo, Fluff looks a bit underwhelmed.

5. Balanced rest.


May your weekend ahead be exactly what you want it to be.

Posted in Food Joy

Sunday Night Broth

If you’ve read much of my little blog, you may remember that it doesn’t take much to make me giddily happy.

Think Red Hots.

When I am in the depths of despair, if you hand me a box of Red Hots, all of a sudden, I am a 10 on the Happiness Scale. Like a toddler.

So tonight as I was preparing a Thanksgiving Post-Gluttonous Salad for HR and me, I saw all the beginning-to-wilt produce from our holiday meals. And felt sad. (I obviously needed Red Hots.)

So I decided to make broth!!!

I make homemade broth regularly with leftover vegetable scraps. Don’t you? And use it for soups, stews, smoothies, or just a healthy sip.

Tonight I plopped in scraps from green onions, bok choy, celery, spinach and yellow onions.

In a few minutes, I will smell the incredible aroma and then pour the life-enhancing elixir into these …

Peaceful Sunday Night Slumber to You.

The finished product …