Browsing Archives for April 2009

Early Morning Cup O' Joe

April 18th, 2009

All I can tell you is that when I saw the inside of Ree’s refrigerator, I knew we were going to get along just fine.

A Visit to P-Dub's Ranch

April 18th, 2009


This is the Country Doctor’s Wife reporting to you from Pioneer Woman’s Ranch.

 

 


This is the map that Ree sent to us to help us find the lodge.

 

 

As you can see, it is a little ‘lean’ on information.

Just two red arrows pointing to a red blob in the middle of a blank white space.

I mean, I live in Kansas and Oklahoma is pretty darn close, but I don’t exactly go for Sunday drives in this part of the country.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never fear!  

We eventually did find the lodge.

And just like Ree said, it is in the middle of a big open space.  

And IT IS BEAUTIFUL!  

 

 

 

Look!  This is me and Jenni doing the dishes AT THE LODGE!

 

 

 

 

And here we are folding laundry AT THE LODGE!

 

 

 

And here we are scrubbing the bathrooms AT THE LODGE.

Tomorrow we are getting up at 6:00 am to herd cattle.

ON HORSEBACK!

Please God, don’t let me die in a fiery horse wreck.

All I can say is that ranch life is not easy!

Goodnight.

 

Wilted Lettuce

April 16th, 2009

As soon as people discover I have fresh lettuce in my garden, they start talkin’ wilted lettuce.

Oh!  You have to try some wilted lettuce they say…

My grandmother always made wilted lettuce…

We ate wilted lettuce when I was a kid…

Have you made any wilted lettuce yet?..

I had never even heard of wilted lettuce, but I managed to wangle the recipe out of my pastor to whom I recently gave a bag of my fresh garden greens.  

But I must warn you…

This recipe is not an easy one…

Because first…

 

 

 

 

 

You have to plant a garden…

 

 

 

 

 

 

You’ll need some bacon… and some lettuce… and oh for crying out loud!… just look at the photo!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fry the bacon… 

Does anyone else feel like I am overstating the obvious here?

 

 

 

 

 

Host a celebrity milk-off…

 

 

 

 

 

 

While hosting a celebrity milk-off, your bacon will mysteriously disappear.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fry some more bacon.

 

 

 

 

 

I certainly hope you had the foresight to soak your lettuce a bit and then gather it into a pillowcase.

 

 

 

 

 

Get a young’un to swing the heck out of that pillow case.

 

 

 

 

 

‘Tis penance for the stolen bacon.

 

 

 


Take a tablespoon of bacon grease out of the pan.

I’m starting to wonder if I should write a bacon grease cookbook.

 

 

 

 

Add the bacon grease to a small mixing bowl along with a tablespoon of vinegar…

 

 

 

 

 

And a teaspoon of brown sugar.

And yes, that is a tablespoon of brown sugar in the photo, but that is only because I couldn’t be bothered to find a teaspoon.  After the celebrity milk-off, I was far too weak and shaky to hunt for a tablespoon in my kitchen, but a tablespoon really is more sugar than you need.  If you use a tablespoon, like I did, you will have to add more vinegar and that will result in adding more bacon grease and before you know it you will have filled every jar in your kitchen with this concoction in an attempt to try and find the right mix, and I really don’t want that to happen to you.

 

 

 

 

 

I also added a little salt.

Do I seriously need to post a photo of the adding of the salt?

Surely you can picture it in your mind!

When you get the mix adjusted to what you think tastes good, pour it right on top of your lettuce and mix well.

 

 

 

 

 

I also added some sweet olive tomatoes…

Just cause.

 

 

 

 

And whatever few scraps of bacon that I managed to hide from my kids.

 

 

 

 

 

Next, because you are a total weirdo, take your salad for a tour of your yard.

 

 

Then hurry back inside because the wind is blowing your salad all over the place.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eat your first bite ever of wilted greens.

Yum!

I gotta tell you this whole bacon grease thing is a pretty good idea.

I think I might get to work on that cookbook.


 


Right after I finish up the celebrity milk off.