Saturday, April 21, 2018

Quotes from Barbara Bush


This isn't a discussion of politics, left, right, liberal, conservative, independent.

It's just a glimpse of some of the quotations from a beautiful, sassy, confident Christian lady who died earlier this past week at the age of 92.


Never lose sight of the fact that the most important yardstick of your success will be how you treat other people - your family, friends, and coworkers, and even strangers you meet along the way.


And who knows? Somewhere out there in this audience may even be someone who will one day follow my footsteps, and preside over the White House as the president's spouse. I wish him well!


Where will our country find leaders with integrity, courage, strength-all the family values-in ten, twenty, or thirty years? The answer is that you are teaching them, loving them, and raising them right now.


Giving frees us from the familiar territory of our own needs by opening our mind to the unexplained worlds occupied by the needs of others.



At the end of your life, you will never regret not having passed one more test, not winning one more verdict or not closing one more deal. You will regret time not spent with a husband, a friend, a child, or a parent.

Saturday, April 7, 2018

Finally, a Recipe! Turkey Curry Salad

It's been quite some time since I've posted any recipes. It's Springtime (FINALLY!) and I love making main dish salads when the weather is warm, the sun is shining, and . . . well, you get it.

Here's a recipe I cobbled together a few years ago for a Government retirees reunion (sounds awesome, doesn't it?). Anyhow here's the story, the recipe I made and a quick explanation of how to prep a mango, just in case you're a newbie.

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Today my husband and I attended a gathering of retirees from the office where we worked years (and years) ago. This loyal group gets together once a month for brunch, at this annual occasion for a potluck picnic, and many times in-between. But for my husband and I it was a first time reuniting with the "moldy oldies". What a shock! The faces were still recognizable, but there were a few more wrinkles, a bit more gray hair, or less hair entirely! (How odd, because we haven't aged a bit).
However, once we got past the initial awkwardness of "...and you are...?" we easily fell into a comfortable warmness of exchanging stories about kids and grand-kids, fondly remembering those who have passed away, and recounting old stories (which are improved upon with each telling).
And we ate.
What an amazing display--salads, casseroles, roast chicken, and desserts (crunchy, creamy, gooey--all of them wonderful) of all shapes and sizes. I decided to experiment on this group so surfed the internet for ideas on how to make a chicken salad with curry. I used a bit of this and borrowed a bit of that. And came up with this recipe.
There were no leftovers.

Ingredients

  • 1 tablespoon *curry powder
  • 1/3 cup light mayonnaise
  • 1/4 cup plain Greek yogurt
  • 2 tsp. lime juice
  • 3 cups diced roast turkey or smoked turkey
  • 2 medium mangoes, peeled, pitted, and diced
  • 1/2 cup sweet onion, diced
  • 1 cup golden raisins
  • 1/2 cup salted cashews, chopped

Directions
  1. Place the curry powder in a small dry skillet over medium-low heat. Toast for 2-3 minutes or until fragrant. Watch carefully so that it doesn't burn. Remove pan from heat and immediately scrape toasted curry powder into small mixing bowl. When cool, stir in mayonnaise, yogurt, and lime juice. Set aside.
  2. Combine remaining ingredients except cashews in a large mixing bowl. Add curry-mayonnaise dressing and stir gently to combine. Cover and chill at least 4 hours or overnight.
  3. Add salted cashews just before serving.
  4. *I used McCormick--a blend of coriander, fenugreek, turmeric, cumin, black pepper, bay leaves, celery seed, nutmeg, cloves, onion, red pepper flakes, and ginger

How to prepare a mango

The mango is a stone fruit--it contains a large hard pit (seed) in the middle. Other stone fruits that you might be familiar with are peaches, apricots and plums. But unlike those, the pit of the mango is not small and round. The mango pit is quite large and flat. Knowing that will help you to understand how to prepare the mango.
  1. First, wash your mango. Although you will not be eating the skin, any surface dirt will contaminate the inner flesh when you slice with your knife.
  2. Place the mango on a cutting board, stem end down.
  3. Place your knife about 1/4-inch from the center of the mango and cut down. Turn the mango around and repeat on the other side. You now have 3 pieces of mango--two rounded "cheeks" and the center which contains the flat pit. Don't throw the pit away.
  4. Use a large spoon to scoop the flesh out of the skin.
  5. Using your knife carefully strip away the skin from the mango pit. You can now cut a bit more of the mango flesh from the pit.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

I Meant to Spend Only 5 Minutes on Pinterest...

...and lost over an hour. It's like Alice falling down the rabbit hole.

If, by chance, you are the only person in the world who is not on Pinterest (or perhaps you have spent the last 5 years on a mountaintop and have never heard of it), allow me a moment to explain.

Pinterest is like an online bulletin board—a place to collect visual pieces of multimedia (mostly images). 
You can categorize (create separate bulletin boards) for your images (pins), as many as you want. For example, if you like collecting pictures of zoo animals, you can create a board and label it “Animals.” On the other hand, if you like collecting recipes, you can create another board and label it “Recipes.”
Back in the day, the only way to save something you saw on the Internet, was to "bookmark" it. But, look at those bookmarks a year later, or 6 months later (or a week if your memory is anything like mine). Can you recall exactly what it was that you "bookmarked" by merely looking at that string of words and characters? I'll bet you can't. But on the other hand, one picture is worth a thousand words. Pinterest saves the introductory image from the website for you. 
Now, back to my lost hour. I was researching an article for my Hub Pages site, just scrolling through what had most recently been "saved" by other people on Pinterest. (Newest first, and it updates by the second!). There in the middle of the page was an adorable kitten. (Anyone who knows me understands that I am a sucker for anything cat-related. 
Now tell me, even if you don't like cats, could you ignore this face?


And so it began. I found another and another...








That's all for today. Carry on.


Saturday, March 17, 2018

Forsythia -- Signs of Spring



I know that Spring is almost here. The daffodils are up, the rhubarb is beginning to push up from the earth, and now, the forsythia bush has begun to bloom! I am doing my happy dance!!


The brilliant yellow blooms are a dramatic contrast to the dark, almost black stems of this deciduous shrub. Hard to believe that this cousin of the olive tree can survive in our damp, frigid Northwest climate.

Forsythia bushes are easy to grow, as long as you can provide:

  • Light--sun (at least 6 hours per day)
  • Room to Grow--Forsythia can spread to 10 feet wide and equally tall. Cut out one-third of the old growth branches each Spring to keep your shrub compact.
  • Climate Zones-- 4 to 9


And guess what, they're deer-resistant too!




Saturday, March 10, 2018

The Wisdom of Shel Silverstein

Do you think kids have it easy? No money worries, they have snacks every day (without being judged) and are even encouraged to take a nap. But the world can be a confusing, scary place. And they hear and analyze much more than we given them credit for.

Shel Silverstein (Where the Sidewalk Ends) understood those confused, scared feelings that our little people experience. Consider these poems he wrote for them; they're worth looking at because the lessons apply to all of us, young and old alike.






Talked my head off
Worked my tail off
Cried my eyes out
Walked my feet off
Sang my heart out
So you see, 
There’s really not much left of me.


If we had hinges on our heads
There wouldn’t be no sin 
‘Cause we could take the bad stuff out
And leave the good stuff in.


There is a voice inside of you
That whispers all day long.
“I feel that this is right for me.
I know that this is wrong.”
No teacher, preacher, parent, friend
Or wise man can decide
What’s right for you –just listen to
The voice that speaks inside.


Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure, 
But a whole lot more like me.