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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Tried a quiche without a recipe the other day, and it turned out superbly! Trying to jot it down here so that I can re-create it, although the exact measurements are lost forever...

Large onion
Monterey-Jack cheese, finely shredded
Unbaked pie crust
Salt & pepper to taste

Saute onion in butter until lightly browned and carmelized; add spinich and cook just until wilted and moist. Beat eggs in a medium mixing bowl. Mix in milk. Stir in cooked vegetables and cheese. Pour into pie shell and bake at a low temperature until center is slightly firm.

Yield: 8 servings

Mary's Mississippi Cornbread Turkey Dressing

If you didn't make dressing (or stuffing, as some of us say) for Thanksgiving this year, then put this excellent recipe on the docket for Christmastime! The recipe was taught to me by a dear old Southern gentlelady, and I have tried to reduce it to a written version. The taste is full and rich.

1 13" x 9" pan of freshly baked cornbread
(make sure to use a non-sweetened recipe. I utilized a cornbread muffin recipe from the Southern Heritage cookbook series.)

1 large onion
2 celery hearts
4 T. butter

Neck and giblets of turkey
2 quarts water
Poultry seasoning to taste

Dice onions and celery; saute in butter. Boil neck and giblets of turkey in water to create broth. Crumble the cornbread into the base of your turkey roaster, mix in sauteed vegetables and moisten with broth. Add poultry seasoning to taste. Prepare turkey, and bake slowly (breast down) on top of the cornbread stuffing. The juices from the turkey will keep the dressing moist and flavorful.

Yield: about 20 servings
...[M]any of God’s people are constantly under apprehensions of calamities which will never occur to them, and they suffer far more in merely dreading them than they would have to endure if they actually came upon them. In their imagination, there are rivers in their way, and they are anxious to know how they shall wade through them, or swim across them. There are no such rivers in existence, but they are agitated and distressed about them. An old proverb says, “Don’t cross the bridge till you come to it;” but these timid people are continually crossing bridges that only exist in their foolish fancies. They stab themselves with imaginary daggers, they starve themselves in imaginary famines, and even bury themselves in imaginary graves. We are such strange creatures that we probably suffer more under blows which never fall upon us than we do under those which do actually come.

-Charles Spurgeon in Needless Fears June 11, 1874
There are few sounds more ominous to me than the rythmic, hollow thud of footsteps echoing down a hospital corridor.