Party Hardy

"Party Hardy" was a message on the Recipe Czar email I received last week. Now, I am old enough to remember when "party" was only a noun ("I am going to a party"), and not a verb ("I am going to party like a rock star"). Language is a fluid thing, and I'm trying to keep up. However, "party hardy" seems wrong. I think it should be "party hearty". These are quite similar, but... Let us consult my 1977 dictionary, shall we?
Hardy: inured to fatigue or hardship, robust
Hearty: enthusiastically or exuberantly cordial, expressed unrestrainedly, exhibiting vigorous good health, abundant
So we have "Revel without tiring" or "Revel enthusiastically". I still like hearty. Too many people get confused by words which (not witch) sound similar. It annoys the pants off me when I see writers mixing up yore, your and you're. Also frequently misused: their, they're and there. These are completely different words with different meanings. Are all the writers ignoring the green underlining from spellcheck? Or are our computers not catching such misuses? I'll test it. They're is a cat. Yeah, not flagged as wrong, sigh. We are on our own. We are doomed. We are NOT smarter than fifth graders.

I'm off to party like a rock star. (If rock stars enjoy sitting on their couches with kids and watching an "Indiana Jones" movie marathon, that is.) Nick received a chocolate fountain for Christmas and we're going to give it a workout. We can think of LOTS of things to dip in chocolate!

Here is a quick appetizer recipe. Oddly, there are 3 variations of this in my archives. 2 cook the sausage, one does not. Suit you'reself. (Ha! it flagged THAT one!)

Sausage Balls (Maybe they are SHWEDDY BALLS!)

1 lb pork sausage
10 oz shredded cheddar
3 1/2 cups Bisquick

Fry sausage until brown, add cheese, stir until melted. Add Bisquick, drop by teaspoon onto cookie sheets, bake at 350 for 10 - 15 minutes.

Tend it like Beckham

This is Victoria Beckham (the former "Posh Spice"). Posh has trouble. While I was at the gym yesterday (my radio is out of batteries so I was reading the closed captioning on all the screens) I read that poor Posh panics at the thought of Christmas dinner. No, not at the thought of entertaining/cleaning for lots of people (she has staff) or cooking it (Gordon Ramsey from TV's Hell's Kitchen will be preparing their meal) but at the thought of eating it!

Poor little Posh only eats 700-900 calories a day and works out like a crazy thing to maintain her size zero figure. Her solution to the frightening idea of good food is the "three bite rule". She will only eat three bites of anything to maintain the size zero. THAT'S what I've been doing wrong! I've been having FOUR bites! The next time I go to the gym, I'm going to entertain myself (if I forget the new batteries again) with the image of Gordon Ramsey having a meltdown when the hostess refuses to eat his dinner. Maybe he'll throw stuff.

Did you ever see the movie "Bend it like Beckham"? It's pretty good. The main character (played by the same actress that played ER's Neela) is torn between playing soccer and being an obedient daughter.( In one scene her relatives compare breasts to "juicy, juicy mangoes". Mr. Ose has never forgotten this phrase.) One of her soccer buddies is played by Keira Knightly (as a blonde!) The title is about playing soccer as well as Posh's hubby, David Beckham.


Today's recipe is not posh. It's a redneck version of the posh french classic, "Coq au Vin"(chicken in wine). In that, chicken is braised with shallots, red wine and cognac to make a yummy sauce. It's good, I'll throw a recipe for that on the ol' blog someday, but today we're having a redneck holiday. My sister-in-law once said I should make a redneck/dirtball cookbook, featuring lots of hotdish. I'm not really sure she meant it as a compliment.

Redneck Coq au Vin

1 envelope dry spaghetti sauce mix
1 envelope dry onion soup mix
2 Tbls flour
1 Tbls lemon pepper
1 cut-up chicken (I like to use just thighs, 8-10 of them)
1 can beer (drink the rest of the 6-pack with dinner)

Combine dry ingredients and coat chicken with them. You can shake them in a bag together. (I remove the skin from the chicken, because I, too, have a figure to maintain, but suit yourself.) Place chicken in a 9x13 pan and pour the beer around it. Cover with foil and bake at 350 degrees for 1 hour 15 minutes. Remove foil and cook another 15 minutes to reduce sauce.

What will I do with myself?

I'm sorry it's been so long since I've posted, but it was finals week! I think I did okay. I even almost enjoyed the second power point. So now I can finally read for pleasure, yay! I'm so excited that I couldn't choose and now I'm reading 3 books at once. Preschool is done after Thursday, so maybe I can even quilt or scrapbook? I'm going to make the most of my Christmas break, because in January I start Genetics. I'm afraid it's going to be really hard.
Saturday was my last day of Education class. Before that I went to the Mpls. Institute of Arts to see the "Treasures of the Louvre" exhibit. I went with Deb. We paid extra for the little headsets that gave us extra information on each piece.
This painting is called "The Card-Sharp with the Ace of Diamonds" by Georges de La Tour. He painted it in the early 1600's. Look, it tells a story, the guy on the left is cheating the guy on the right at cards. Look at the women's eyes....They may be in on it! I love the stuff at the art museum. Every piece has a story. I used to volunteer and tell these stories to the kids at the elementary school.

Today's recipe is for Eggnog Pie. I apologize for the underlining, the cat stepped on the keyboard and I don't know how to turn it off.

Eggnog Pie

1/2 cup sugar
2 Tbls cornstarch
1/4 tsp salt
1 cup milk
3 egg yolks, lightly beaten
1 tsp. unflavored gelatin
1 Tbls cold water
1 Tbls butter, at room temperature
1 tsp vanilla
1 cup heavy cream, whipped past the soft peak stage, but short of stiff peaks
1 (8 or 9 inch) baked and cooled pie crust
Nutmeg for sprinkling over pie

In small bowl, combine sugar, cornstarch and salt; set aside. In top of double boiler set over simmering water, scald milk. Stir in sugar mixture. Cook and stir until thick and smooth, 10-15 minutes. Continue cooking 15 minutes, stirring constantly. Whisk a little of the cooked mixture into the lightly beaten egg yolks. Then whisk egg yolks into cooked mixture in top of double boiler. Whisk and cook custard 3 minutes longer. Let gelatin absorb water then whisk into hot custard. Whisk in butter. Remove from heat and whisk in vanilla. Transfer to a bowl, place plastic wrap on surface and cool to room temperature. Gently fold in whipped cream in three additions. Fill pie crust, sprinkle with nutmeg and chill 3 hours.

20 years on - part 2

Paul and I had a great weekend on the north shore. We stayed in a nice condo-ish place at Superior Shores. On top of the fireplace mantel was a collection of rocks, driftwood and birchbark with names and dates of guests. We picked out just the right rock on the beach and added our names to the pile.
We stopped at this fabulous antique store on our way north. It's in Pease, which is just south of Milaca on 169. It is jam-packed full of neat stuff. Every room has a potential winner of the "Craziest Thing" contest. Rooms have just been tacked on to the main building and to each other. Paul was a little worried about the sturdiness of the floors, but they held up as long as we were there. It is quite clean, and even smells good. I bought a quilt that I estimate was made around 1880. It's in pretty sorry shape, it's a silk crazy quilt and silks from that era were dipped in solutions of lead to give them weight. This makes them crumble. It isn't worth a lot, but I'm tickled!
This is the atrium at the condo. Yep, that is a hot tub in the corner! With a view of Lake Superior!
Another cool antique store. This one is in Duluth, in an old church. They specialize in old books, and it had that "old book" smell I like so much. I bought a book about Queen Elizabeth's jewelry. It's somebody's job to keep track of her jewels, where they came from and what she wears them with. Rich people are fascinating. Paul and I imagined living in the old church. We put the bedroom in the choir loft.
We went to see "A Christmas Carol" (in 3D) at the movie theater. (You remember my need to see some version of this every year?) We smuggled in beer and enjoyed it very much. They had the nerve to charge full price for a matinee because of the 3D, so we kept the glasses. Paul and his friend the hotel lobby bear, make them look good!
We like to have breakfast at Hell's Kitchen when in Duluth. I am so happy that they have just published a cookbook with their best recipes. I love the wild rice porridge and the sausage bread. It would be wrong for me to give away their recipes, but nothing is stopping you from buying the cookbook for yourself (or borrowing it from the library). Like they say, "Damn good food!"

Since we are now in the Christmas season, I have a Christmas cookie recipe for you. I got the recipe from my friend Connie. Connie is much more highly evolved than I am. She told me a story once that began with a crabby person in line with her at a store. Connie tried to think of a way to improve this person's day. I would have been thinking of a way to get far away from Ms. Crabby! Do use real butter in these, you can really taste it.

Butter Riches

Cream 3/4 cup butter
Add 1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1 Tbls white sugar
Add 1 egg yolk
1 tsp vanilla
blend in 2 cups flour
Shape into 3 dozen balls (these are not large cookies), flatten slightly, bake 7-9 minutes at 350 degrees. Cool and frost with burnt butter frosting.

Burnt butter frosting (not really burnt)
brown 1/4 cup butter
blend in 2 1/2 cups powdered sugar
1 Tbls vanilla
Gradually add 3-4 Tbls cream. Garnish with a slivered almond.

20 years on

Today is our 20th wedding anniversary! It doesn't seem like 20 years, because actually it's closer to 30 that we have been together. We dated for 8 years before we married (wouldn't want to rush into anything, you know!)
Look how handsome Mr. Ose looks! This was taken at the Como Conservatory. I am wearing my family's Swedish wedding crown. Paul freaked when we first showed it too him because he mistakenly thought we were going to try to make HIM wear it! I still giggle when I imagine that.

It's good to know somebody has your back. I've been riding the ragged edge of panic ever since I went back to school. When my education prof assigned a powerpoint presentation I went right over the edge and down into the pit of the overwhelmed. I don't know how to do that! Even though Paul and both boys assured me that it was no big deal, it was just too much. Paul sat right next to me and walked me through it and then moved it to my thumb drive. THAT'S why I love him! (Also, he's way cute!) This week my other prof also assigned a powerpoint! What's up with that?

So, I'm thankful for my Ose. I'm also thankful for my blog readers. Julie Powell (who wrote "Julie & Julia" about her blogging on cooking Julia Child's whole cookbook) calls her blog readers, "bleaders" (blog plus reader). EEWW! I would never do that. I love my readers (both of you!).

I have found out since last week that those of us who like Glee are called "Gleeks". I resemble that remark!

This is an easy recipe that would be good for using up leftover turkey.

Easy Chicken & Cheese Enchiladas

1 can cream of chicken soup
1/2 cup sour cream
1 cup picante sauce
2 tsp chili powder
2 cups chopped cooked chicken (or turkey)
1/2 cup (or more) shredded monteray jack cheese
6 flour tortillas
1 small tomato, chopped
1 green onion, chopped

Stir the soup, sour cream, picante sauce, and chili powder together. Mix 1 cup soup mixture with chicken and cheese. Divide the chicken stuff among the tortillas. Roll them up and put them in a shallow baking dish. Pour the rest of the soup mixture over the top, cover and bake at 350 for 40 minutes or until bubbling. top with tomato and onion. (1/2 cup black beans can be added to chicken mixture)

Get Your Orange on!

Last weekend my boys went deer hunting for the first time! They didn't see hide nor hair of any deer, but they had a good time anyway. They were amazed by how noisy the woods are when you sit there a while. Mice make an surprising amount of ruckus in the leaf litter and birds have an active and LOUD social life. I love that they can appreciate that and aren't so focused on venison that they can see the big picture. Paul is a good teacher and very safety conscious, so I wasn't too worried about accidents. I can see by the above photo, however, that we are going to have to have another talk about how milk is perishable and needs refrigeration.
If they wanted to see deer, they should have stayed home. This is Peter the pumpkin-eater (he also eats my green beans) who regularly raids my garden. He is very fond of the apple tree.

While the guys were up north I was toiling in the vineyards of the Lord. Ok, I was selling baked goods at the church bazaar. Friday we packaged, Saturday and Sunday we sold.

The Lord owes me a weekend.
This is what I made for the bake sale. It didn't sell on Saturday (the other 3 I made did sell) so I bought it back on Sunday so I could see if it tasted as good as it looked. It's apple oatmeal bread, with apple slices stuck in the top. This is a very hearty bread, good with cheddar cheese or cream cheese (everything's good with cream cheese, though). Keep it in the frig, those baked apples get nasty quick. This photo is only half the loaf, you put the apples down the loaf the long way. Gotta go, "Glee" is on and I LOVE that show! (Probably because I'm a former choir geek).

Apple Breakfast Bread

2 cups flour
1/2 cup quick rolled oats
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
5 large egg whites (or 3 whole eggs)
3/4 cup (packed) brown sugar
1 cup unsweetened applesauce
1/3 cup buttermilk
1 tsp vanilla extract
1 Rome Beauty or other red baking apple

Grease a loaf pan. Mix dry ingredients in a bowl, heat oven to 325 degrees. Beat eggs in a mixer with brown sugar for 2 minutes, add applesauce. Mix vanilla with buttermilk, add to egg mixture alternately with dry ingredients, mixing just until combined. Put into greased pan. Quarter and core apple (do not peel, the peel is the pretty part) cut each quarter into 5 slices. Arrange slices, 1/8 inch apart, in a row on top (sticking down into) batter, peel side up. Bake 55-65 minutes until cake tester comes out clean. Cool in pan 10 minutes then cool on rack. Sift powdered sugar over the top to serve.

Dicks at the Gym

I've been hitting the gym a lot, (not that you can tell). It's probably doing some good, just inside where it doesn't show. I know I'm shallow, but I'd rather have a smaller butt. Anyway, I have been witnessing some rude behavior at the gym. Worse than not wiping off the machines is loudly chatting on your bluetooth right next to me all through my workout. How am I supposed to hear General Hospital?
I love the steam room, but last month a woman came in, and proceeded to slap and rub herself (I guess to get her circulation going) and blow her nose a lot ON HER TOWEL! EEWW! There are signs every two feet saying not to use your cell phone in the locker-room. This is to prevent people from taking nekkid photos of each other. I , for one, am in favor of this rule. I don't need my butt showing up on u-tube. This does not stop some people. Last week, a very entitled woman (who had taken up half the bench with her stuff, and left her locker door open so people had to duck around it before jumping over the rest of her stuff on the floor) talked for a very long time about how clever she is. She had to go over by the tanning beds to talk because I kept turning on the blow dryer every time she came near me. (I could teach a class on passive-agressive annoyingness). She was using three towels, too! The gym asks that you only use one. I admit that I use two, because I have long hair and don't like to have it drip all over, or to walk back to my locker naked. People are thankful for this.
Here is more rude behavior. Now the attendants have to undo the towel from this key, because
whoever put it here couldn't be bothered to. (Yeah, I know, I used my phone in the locker room! TO TAKE PICTURES! I was alone in the locker room at the time.)

Paul says the guys' locker room is worse. One guy (we call him "junk man") likes to plop his, um, totally shaved JUNK on the counter so he can admire it while he brushes his teeth. Another fellow blow-dries his unit, for a long time.

Last week in the parking lot, I saw a truck with testicles. I was so astounded, I forgot to take a picture, so I got this one from a website that would like to sell you some for your car or truck. They can be purchased in many colors (I almost said they come in many colors!) which apparently enhances one's manliness.
They can be purchased in a light-up version as well (google brake-nutz). I will never understand the male mind. Neither will these women: Truck-Neuter

Today's recipe is for Spotted Dick, which is a British steamed pudding. The name is not meant to refer to the male member at all, wiki says it may be an old corruption of the word "pudding". OK.
I like that this can be boiled in the crockpot, because I don't have time to boil a spotted dick for 3 hours otherwise.

Spotted Dick

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Ingredients

• 4 ounces plain flour
• 4 ounces suet
• water, to mix
• 4 ounces raisins or sultanas

Directions

1. 1

   Mix the flour, currants and grated suet (it should have the general consistency of mouse droppings) very lightly by hand.

2. 2

   Moisten with a couple of tablespoons of cold water, enough to give a dryish pastry texture.

3. 3

   DO NOT RUB, only stir enough to bind the ingredients together.

4. 4

   The mixture can be put into a buttered basin and covered with first a layer of foil, then a cloth (tied on with string), but the usual way is to make a thick roll shape, and wrap it in buttered greaseproof (waxed?) paper, and tie into a cloth.

5. 5

   Boil in a lot of water for two to three hours on top of the stove, or all day if using a crock pot.

6. 6

   To serve, slice it into 1" thick chunks while still hot.

7. 7

   Some people serve it with egg custard, but others consider serving spotted dick with moist brown sugar and a large spoonful of salted butter a must.

8. 8

   Use both if you like.