Posted in Holiday Joy

Ashy

So today Robert and I invited ex-wife Donna to join us for our church’s noon day Ash Wednesday service, which was beautifully somber and peaceful, marking the beginning of the forty days of Lent in the Christian liturgical calendar.

Afterwards we went to one of our favorite local, casual seafood restaurants for lunch, Driftaway Cafe.

Still looking ashy.

Jerk Salmon Spring Salad

Posted in Holiday Joy

Happy Day of Valentines!

I hope you’re having a good day on this 2024 February 14th Valentine’s Day.

Unbeknownst ahead of time, Robert gave me roses, and I gave him a rose bush.

As I have mentioned before, he likes to give multiple cards on special days. (Which I thought was kind of weird at first but now love it.)

His Three to Me …

My fav — It may just be frame worthy.

And mine to him …

Posted in Joy, Humor

Shrimp Cocktail!

So last night HR found some highfalutin (Is that how you spell that word?) recipe for fancy (i.e. gay) shrimp cocktail sauce. It involved limoncello, vodka, and my newly discovered, INCREDIBLE recipe for homemade cocktail sauce.

He also used the limoncello for a fancy (see a trend here?) blood orange cocktail.

I’m not sure what he’s doing below, but maybe an inverted version of the downward shrimp? Your guess is as good as mine.

Posted in Delicious Joy

Buttermilk Pie from Yesteryear

So recently, Robert concocted some fancy-smancy recipe that required buttermilk. He only used a little of the quart container, so frugal that I am, I had to come up with some way to use the rest. “We CANNOT waste $2.19!!!”

And then it hit me… Buttermilk pie! Like my mama and grandma used to make.

According to mycountrytable.com, “Buttermilk Pie is believed to have originated during the depression. This was during a time when some ingredients were either scarce or too expensive, leaving home cooks to make do with whatever they had in their pantry. Home cooks found a way to make a pie with few ingredients out of desperation, hence the name, desperation pies.”

“Several pies originated during the depression out of pure necessity. These pies were all classified as desperation, depression, or make-do pies. Some of them include Buttermilk, Vinegar, Shoofly, Chess, Sugar Cream, Oatmeal, Mock Apple, Mock Mincemeat, Green Tomato, and even Water Pie.”

So, what is buttermilk?

“Traditional buttermilk is a thin, cloudy, slightly tart but buttery-tasting liquid that’s left after cream is churned to make butter. These days, however, it is more commonly sold as a thick liquid produced commercially by adding an acidifying bacteria – and sometimes flavouring and thickening agents – to milk.” bbcgoodfood.com

I went to work.

Not having the patience or the intelligence to actually make a homemade crust, I ran to the grocery store and bought a deep dish frozen piecrust.

Put all the ingredients together (in five minutes!) and voilà!

It was a nostalgically delicious taste of past family culinary lore.

And Robert had never had buttermilk pie before. So it was extra special.

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 2/9/24

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Robert’s yummy Kale and Egg Breakfast Soufflé.

(Along with my clove/dill refrigerator pickles.)

2. This terrific little book HR and I recently finished.

It beautifully illustrates “trans, nonbinary and gender expansive” individuals who have made/continue to make a positive and healthy difference in our world.

3. Fallen beauty.

Pink camellias near us.

4. Friday morning at 7:36, in my pj’s and robe, lazily blogging on the couch. (Hey, I’m retired.)

5. Strolling down an alley near us and seeing a downtown (Savannah) neighbor getting a head start on Spring and Easter.

I seem to have some sort of Pink Theme going on this Friday.

So may you be Tickled Pink at least one time this weekend.

Doreen Erhardt

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Five Friday Happy Bringers 1/26/24

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. My steaming Ham Bone Pinto Soup from leftover holiday ham.

2. The ability to Breathe. To Simply Breathe.

I believe that breathing is the greatest and continual joy of being alive.

3. My preference for blurry pictures of myself as I get older.

4. This incredible warm spell we’re having here in Savannah.

We slept with open windows last night! In January.

(Ignore the dumbbells. I do.)

5. The joy of the forest.

May your weekend be a lush forest of that which you consider good.