Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Collecting Children's Books ~


Babar at Home
by Jean De Brunhoff

Methuen & Co. LTD.
36, Essex Street, London, W.C. 2

Suddenly,
she did not know how,
in one gulp
she swallowed it.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Thumper's Creamed Cabbage Soup

2 cups Chicken Stock
1 Med. Onion, diced
1 cup Celery, diced
1 Med. Head Cabbage, shredded
1 Carrot, diced
1/4 cup Butter
3 Tbs. Flour
1 cup Milk
2 cups Light Cream
2 cups Ham, diced
1-1/2 Tsp. Salt
1/4 Tsp. Pepper
1/2 Tsp. dried Thyme
Fresh Parsley, chopped

In a large kettle combine Stock and Vegetables. Cover and Simmer about 20 Minuets
In a Saucepan, melt Butter and stir in Flour.
Gradually add Milk and Cream, cook and stir until thick, stir into Vegetable Mixture.
Add Ham, Salt, Pepper and Thyme and simmer until heated through.
Garnish with fresh Parsley
Makes 6-8 Human Servings / About 2 Quarts
12-16 Rabbit Servings

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Animals ~

"a righteous man cares for the needs of his animal"

Proverbs 12:10

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Childhood Memories ~ The Bunkum Book


A Topsy Turvy Tale ~ by Aubrey Hopwood
Illustrated by Maud Trelawny

Frederick Warne & Co
London / New York 1900


A Million miles from Anywhere
Is Topsy Turvy Land,
Where trees have roots that grow in air,
And branches in the sand;

The skies are green instead of blue,
And happy people frown;
For every single thing they do
Is always upside down.

A hundred thousand years ago,
The people woke one night;
They always slept all day, you know,
So this was only right.

Each native stood upon his head
And racked his addled pate:
"Our country's upside down," they said,
"How can we put it straight ?"

Saturday, March 3, 2007

Wrinkled Memories ~ "Sing for me Elvis Baby"

My Mother just loved our entertainment unit. A great, dark, Sendakian Beast of a thing,who's enormous wide mouth tilted open in front to expose a keyboard of settings, dials and knobs. It was a German made Grundig. The entire Top of the Beast flipped open to expose a reel to reel tape recorder and a LP record player which played 33-1/3 RPM records.

It was the late 1950s. My father was stationed in Germany and we lived on an Army Base.
Our Apartment was large and rambling and the complex was called Army Billets. Once each month or so, about payday, my parents would throw a party. The guests were fellow army buddies of my Father and their wives, and also German friends my parents had made in the nearby town.

Elvis was all the rage, and had even toured Germany in the Army at that time. To entertain her guests, my mother enjoyed making special recordings on the tape recorder housed in the heavy, darkly wood-grained music center. She would edit together songs and recorded dialogue from her Elvis records together with her own "impromptu" comments and song requests. The result was a recording capturing a fictitious party in which she had hosted Elvis Himself as her Guest of Honor.

During the monthly party when things had reached full swing and after everyone was well inebriated, she would slip one of her "Elvis at My Party" recordings into the Beast. "Bitte, Bitte, Bitte" my Mother would plead on the tape for Elvis to sing another song. "Oh come on, sing one for me !!!, Sing for me Elvis Baby!" Of course He would always comply and sing His heart Out. Maybe "Love Me Tender" or "All Shook Up." "Yeah Man" my Mother would exclaim in a loud but slurred Party tone. "Thank You, Thank very much" Elvis would reply. He was always so polite.

The response was none short of fevered excitement and envy mixed with amazement, especially among her local German Guests. This frenzy was intensified by the presentation of a Large Turquoise Blue colored enameled Water lily. When the handle located in the center was triggered, the leaves of the Flower would slowly unfold to reveal a spray of 20 uniformly arrayed American Cigarettes.

Those parties were always well attended often concluding with some sort of altercation or another.

Original Short Story by
Michael Hostovich

Friday, March 2, 2007

Peach-nesia

A delightful concoction handed down from an ancient Greek sorceress. The recipe was Originally Discovered on the North Coast of Africa.
Said to be a favorite of Cleopatra and Mark Antony who used the confection as an aphrodisiac and consumed tastes between love making.
Peach-nesia causes a mild form of Amnesia, which renders the eater clueless as to how much they have eaten. You may eat as much as you like because it's totally not in your control.

First find your peaches. One can prepare the best examples of this dessert in season and with an almost over abundant supply of fresh ripe fruit. If the mood strikes out of season, a reasonable substitute is frozen peach slices, either from produce you harvested and prepared and froze on your own or the packaged sweetened variety.

Many cobblers are dough on top of fruit. Crisps have a topping over the fruit. And buckles usually have a cake like base. This recipe is several of those ideas combined.

The lotus seeds add the twist. Find seed with or without the embryo inside at a natural food store. Soak the seeds for an hour in clean water, rinse and drain before using. The alkaloids in the seeds are increased if the embryos are inside however there is an increase in bitterness. Taste to see if you want to add more sugar to counteract this taste. IT is astringent and not unpleasant but needs to be noted.

If there are no lotus seeds available you could substitute pine nuts or other nuts, or omit them and the dish will still be delicious.

Choose a warm afternoon when time stretches ahead and there are few obligations -- after the 'nesia you may not want to do anything for a while!

Peaches:

4 lb. of fresh peaches, peeled, sliced and tossed with 1 Tbs. of lemon juice and a 1/4 cup of sugar to produce juice and keep from browning (some varieties peaches are more susceptible than others to turning brown in the air). Sprinkle peaches with 2 tbs. of corn starch combined with 1/2 cup of sugar. Add two tablespoons of instant tapioca if available, or add another tablespoon of corn starch if not. Add grated lemon rind and a 1/4 tsp. of nutmeg if you peaches need a bit of brightening up. If they are spectacular leave them as they are.

The base:

2 cups unbleached (or all purpose) flour
2/3 cup granulated sugar
1 tsp. salt
3 tsp. baking powder
3/4 cup cold unsalted butter cut into small 1/4" dice (keep cold)
1 egg
1/2 cup milk and more if needed
2 tsp. vanilla

Combine flour, sugar, salt and baking powder. Add butter and cut in lightly with pastry blender until crumbs resemble coarse meal. Be careful to keep butter cold. Beat egg, and add milk and vanilla. Then mix all of the liquid into the dry ingredients and combine with ten strokes. If too thick add a few splashes of milk. You want a sticky dough that can be patted out in to the pan.

The crumble:

Combine 1 cup flour, 3/4 cup rolled oats, 3/4 cup sugar (brown or granulated), 1/2 tsp. each of cinnamon and freshly grated nutmeg and 1/2 tsp. salt. Cut in 1/2 cup cold salted butter, cutting until crumbs form. Add a few tsps. of milk if needed to make mixture come together into a crumbly mass.

Place base dough into a well oiled 9 X 13 pan, possibly glass so you can serve right from it. Pat out dough -- you may lightly flour you hand to do so. Make a raised edge to trap the peaches and their juices. Preheat oven to 350 degree F.

Place peach mixture on top of base, distribute lotus seeds over the top of the filling, and crumble topping over. Sprinkle with bits of butter and bake until bubbles form in filling, base is golden brown and topping has a crusty appearance -- about 40 minutes.

If you are impatient just dig in and serve while the bubbles heave! Watch your mouth though as it could be burned!

Otherwise wait until warm, about 15 minutes. Serve alone or with whipped or ice cream as desired.

Thursday, March 1, 2007

"Truly Overheard"~ In an Antique Shop

Customer
"Hi Yvonne, how are you?"

Yvonne / Shop Owner
"Well, I'm fixin' to go on Vacation"

Customer
"Where are you going ?"

Yvonne
"I'm going on a tour, We're gonna to see ten countries in three days."

Customer
"You know Yvonne, You have yourself an Extravagant Flare !"

Yvonne
"Yes, I know"