


SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) Museum of Art today for Georgia’s free Super Museum Sunday.



SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) Museum of Art today for Georgia’s free Super Museum Sunday.

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.



My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Robert’s yummy Kale and Egg Breakfast Soufflé.


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.


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.

“Sunshiny”


Marveling and gaping at Savannah’s mid-winter Camellias …









“Memory”







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.

5. The joy of the forest.

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