If it’s Friday, it must be fish. At least that’s the way it is in our Catholic house most Fridays. Not all Fridays, but most Fridays. As a kid, I hated Fridays. What, fish sticks again! As a young adult, it meant egg salad or tuna salad sandwiches. Okay, are you depressed yet? It gets better.
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Here it is, another Catholic Friday. Fridays are great, the start of the weekend. While I don’t need to stress over work any more, I still look forward to the weekends. Everything slows down, even when we have a hundred things to do. Somehow on the weekends, we manage to remember the little things like holding hands and lingering over a nice meal.
One of the great things about living in Farm Country are all the little fairs and festivals celebrating all things of the earth. We adore small country fairs. What I like best are all the cottage industries that get to strut their stuff. We’ve come home with jars of local honey, blends of spices and locally made cheeses. There are the farms dedicated to olives, with all sorts of flavored oils. And balsamic vinegars, made like fine wines. Kiddo and I love to walk among the various booths, sampling their creations, lingering over the flavors and discussing menu ideas. Kiddo truly is my sous chef.
On this day, we honor the deliciousness of shrimp sautéed in butter, garlic, lemon juice and white wine. Oh my stars, can the day get any better?
Continue reading “National Shrimp Scampi Day”Back before Hubby, Kiddo and I relocated to Stanislaus County, get togethers with family were just a little easier. Not that the distance has reduced our time with extended family, but rather complicated the pot luck aspect since transporting food around the corner was a whole lot easier than taking it for an hour-long drive through the country. Space is another consideration. Making multiple trips around the corner were doable. Not so now. Planning must incorporate certain limitations and require some creative thinking.
A few years back, while hiking through the dense coastal redwoods of the Pacific Northwest, I could not help but be taken in by the beauty of the forest floor. It was thick with lush green ferns. July was far too late to be hunting for fiddleheads, yet I could not help but to look – you never know. Hubby watched me for a few minutes, an odd look on his face. I explained that I was looking for an edible part of the fern. I’ve never seen fiddleheads in the markets and have been curious about them.
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Surprise, it’s me again. I know it’s not the norm for me to share three recipes in one day. However; I realized that my Lenten Offering for Holy Thursday has actually been shared twice. The first time I shared the Tilapia recipe was back in March, as part of diabetic awareness and alert day. As a diabetic, these health issues are important to me personally.
Today is Holy Thursday, the 38th Day of Lent. Catholic Tradition tells us that today Christ dined with his disciplines in an upper room for their Passover Meal. It was to be their last night together. This was a solemn night.
Continue reading “Italian Tilapia and Zucchini Skillet Supper”
We haven’t had anything Stir-Fried in a while, have we? Stir-fry is always a hit in our house. While stir-fry isn’t complicated, it can involve a ton of prep work. What I’ve found that works best is to read through the recipe completely, gather the ingredients, measure everything out into little whiskey-shot size bowls and line it all up. That was when it comes time to stir-fry, everything is ready and at my finger tips.
I suppose you could argue that a Risotto cannot be a main dish. Risotto is a side dish, right? Well, yes and no. This Paella Risotto is so packed with things like pepper, tomatoes and corn. Better yet, there’s plenty of shrimp and bay scallops. This dish has got it all. Served with a crisp salad, you’ve got dinner. The best part about this particular “Paella” is that you don’t need a special pan or an open fire or anything beyond a pot and your stove top.
Thomas Jefferson, the 3rd President of the United States, was born on April 13, 1743. Jefferson served as minister to France, Secretary of State in Washington’s Cabinet and ran for President for the first time in 1796. He was elected Vice President to his opponent, John Adams, due to a major flaw in the Constitution. It seems that back in the early days, the winner of the presidential election became President, the second runner-up Vice President. You can imagine how that opened the door to all sorts of problems.
On the National Day Charts, today is an interesting day. National Barber Shop Quartet Day. I’m not a member, I don’t know anyone who is a member, and in checking the community calendar, there doesn’t seem to be a performance nearby. What else have we got to choose from?
Whenever we are traveling and want to grab a quick “fast-food” bite that isn’t the usual burger, Long Johns is always a popular choice. Hubby loves their golden fried fish, plump fried shrimp and a basket of French Fries. With enough Malt Vinegar, even Kiddo doesn’t mind a piece of deep-fried fish.
Don’t you just love these shells? I know I do. I like anything that is served in something different – like a shell or a hollowed out coconut bowl or bread or pineapples. We once ate at a restaurant that used pineapples cut lengthwise and hollowed out to serve rice, sweet and sour pork or teriyaki chicken. It was awesome! I want to try a backyard tropical party with pineapples as serving platters and drink cups. I think that would be fun, don’t you?
Many of you probably have never heard of the Nugget Market. It’s not a big change, although they have expanded from their humble beginnings. The father-and-son team of William and Mack Stille opened their humble little market in the sleepy town of Woodland California in September of 1926. The premise behind their store was to deliver the best possible produce at prices their neighbors could afford. And the store got its name from a contest; the winner was an 8-year-old girl who thought the gold painted pillars at the front of the market looked like gold rush Nuggets. Needless to say, the store front has evolved to capitalize on the image of the gold rush nuggets.
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