The Week in Brisket

I was talking with My-Sister-The-Nurse on Saturday and told her that I had cooked a brisket last week.  Of course, she wanted to know what Dear Husband and I were going to do with all that beef.

We’ve cut back on our beef consumption, but every now and then one of us just gets a taste for comfort food that features beef and I head for the kitchen.

I’m not sure how big the brisket was.  I’d frozen it in two pieces but I cooked all of it.  My guess is that it was two-and-a-half to three-and-a-half pounds.  I really wanted to use it up before it developed freezer burn.

I sliced a mammoth onion pole to pole and set the wedges of onion in the crock pot.  I set the beef, now cut into four chunks, on top of the onion, added beef broth, at least two bay leaves and seasoned with salt and pepper.  You could add fresh thyme sprigs, tied together with kitchen string, if you like the taste of thyme.  I cooked the meat all day long on low, until it could be shredded with a fork.

That evening we had brisket with gravy, mashed potatoes, cauliflower with sauteed bread crumbs, and green beans.  I know…heavy on starch and fat, but every now and then your mouth says it’s the right thing.

A couple of nights later we used the next third of the beef in a barbecue with my Mother’s barbecue sauce.  It’s made with ketchup, green pepper, onion, celery, brown sugar, vinegar,  and Dijon (I think).  I put pickling spice in a tea ball and submerge it in the sauce, which cooks on low for thirty minutes.  We normally put a diffuser under the pan to keep from decorating the kitchen.  I realize that this the perfect season for it to look like there is blood everywhere, but prospective buyers of the house might be turned off.  If you don’t have a diffuser, or if yours is packed away as mine is, partially cover the pan with a lid, and stir the sauce occasionally.

Today I’m using the last of the beef and broth to make a beef barley soup.  I have never cooked barley!  You need to cook barley for an hour, so while it was busy absorbing all that water, I chopped celery, onion and carrots and sweated them in oil with a little minced garlic.  I put a large sieve in the top of the stockpot and drained all the broth into the pan, straining out the onion and beef and most of the cooled fat.  I discarded the onion and most of the fat, shredded the beef into small pieces and added it to the broth.  Dear Husband likes a lot of broth, so I added a bit more to the pot along with the veggies, two bay leaves and a twist of black pepper.  When the veggies are fork tender, I’ll add the barley and let it simmer a bit longer.

We really like soup, so if this turns out well, I’d be likely to try it again.  What could be easier!?

And that’s my story of the week in brisket.

Little Things

This past month while I’ve been away from the blog, I’ve done a lot of little things.

Scraps on a Mission is winding down.  The quilts will be given away early in November.  As of today, we have 57 quilts, ranging in size from 40 x 40 to 80 x 70.  That’s more than we made last year, with fewer quilters!  I’m very proud of these ladies for all they have accomplished.

I made a baby quilt for a lady who lost her home to fire.  She was expecting her first baby in September, and had nothing.  Then I made a quilt for my newest great great nephew.  This little boy will be having heart surgery in December, and I wanted him to be wrapped in my love.  I’m working on some quilted gifts, and a quilt for my newest great great niece!

Our house has not sold.  We may take it off the market for a bit.  I’m not eager to have people coming through during the holidays, even if we aren’t doing major celebrations.  It will go back up for sale next spring.

Dear Husband  had to take his boat out of the water, three weeks before the sailing season ended.  The diesel motor was slipping into gear, and it’s not safe for him to be out in such a busy boating area and not be able to fall back on the motor if needed.  So, it’s on dry land, and they will look into the repairs once all the boats have been lifted out.  Happily, I get the benefit of DH’s company, so I’m a happy camper! 🙂

I had my annual physical last Thursday.  While there are things I need to work on, the physical itself was a good one.  I have a series of tests lined up during the month, but I’m confident that I will have a reasonably good bill of health.

I’ve crocheted squares for the Charity Crochet Exchange, and will continue to make basic squares for them for a while.  I’m not the speediest crocheter, but I can crank out a 6″ square in less than an hour.  It’s pleasant to sit with DH and watch TV and make these squares.

We’ve had a beautiful fall. Trees are just beginning to change here.  We’ve seen the golds, and now a little of the dark reds are showing up.  DH cries every time the trees drop more leaves.  I think I may help him rake this year.

Happy Fall to all of you!

Happy Birthday to Me!

I’ve been away from my blog for about a month and a half, but I’m back to tell you that I’ve had a FABULOUS DAY!  First, It’s  my birthday.  I’ve heard from friends and family, and that always makes the day special, but Dear Husband and I spent the day out bumming around and I had a wonderful time.

We headed west out of the Chicago suburbs on Route 30, stopping for lunch in Sugar Grove at the Fireside Grille.  Actually it was more like stopping for “dinner.”  DH had their famous BBQ ribs, and I had beef Stroganoff.  I don’t have to cook dinner tonight! lol

We continued west to the tiny town of Waterman, looking for Waterman Road.  NONE of the streets are named “Waterman Road.”  I was surprised when after two quick trips through town DH stopped at a Casey’s to ask for directions.  IN town, that road is called “Elm Street.”  We found our way north to Honey Hill, an apple picking farm.

We didn’t actually pick apples today, although the weather was perfect for it.  We stopped at the farm store, and I went wild!  SO many fun things to buy.  I came home with seedless Red Raspberry Jam, Apple CInnamon Jelly, Strawberry Rhubarb Jam, and Apricot Jam.  I have enough jam to last me to next season, but one flavor sounded better than the next!

I have a tiny cook book specifically for squash and pumpkins.  I want to add more squash into our diet, and there were some pretty good recipes to be had.  I have a set of four coasters with wonderful Christmas scenes, and a BLT dip I need to take to my sister’s house!

Of course, there are apple donuts, and a Dutch apple pie.  I know….more sugar than we need, but it’s my birthday!!!  OH…..and we brought home about a peck of Cortland apples.  I’ll be baking during the next couple of weeks.  How about cinnamon apple slices to go with roast pork, too?

On our way back east, we stopped at a shop that had so much scent in the air you could have cut it into slices and sold it.  Candles, scenters, things to hold scenters, pierced tin, country decorations, bee skeps, signs…just anything you might want to give a country look to your holiday decorations, or your home.  I want to return with my sisters.  I know they’d enjoy this shop.  1803 Candles, in Hinkley, Illinois.

A little further on we passed Windy City Soaring, and stopped to get some information.  Of course, today is Tuesday, and they pretty much confine their operations to weekends.  Luckily, they posted a website and phone number, so DH looked them up on line.  I think we will be making arrangements for him to soar later this month for his birthday. 🙂

As we traveled through the farm land we could see the corn and soybean harvest underway.  The beans must have gone in very early because they are really dry, and the majority of corn has very little green left.  We were VERY close to a big John Deere harvester as they made a turn back into a soybean field, and they are just amazing.  We think that the cutting reel must be easily 16 feet across.  There are trucks positioned around the field to pick up the harvest and take it to the grainery, so that the harvester never needs to leave the field.  I may need to add to my Bucket List:  Watch the harvest at the family farm in Iowa.

Of course, you know that the best part of the day was just bumming around with Dear Husband.  I love the time we spend together, even when it isn’t anything of note.  It’s been a lovely day!

Blessed Rain

Early this morning I woke to the sound of rain on the roof.  It takes a pretty good storm to hear that rain because of the dead air above our bedroom and below the roof.  The forecast had only called for a 30% chance of rain today, so I thought it might be just a passing little storm.

Before I was dressed and ready to start my toast we had a brilliant flash of lightening.  I counted not quite to ten, I think, and then the longest peal of thunder rolled through the valley and SHOOK THE HOUSE.  It actually shook for several seconds.  Our house is extremely well built.  To hear it rattle was shocking.  I actually wondered if there might have been a terrorist attack at Fermi.

The rain abated, and I had breakfast and then got started in the studio pinning a quilt.  The wind picked up and the trees were whipping around and the heavens opened a second time.  We have finally had a wonderful day of rain.  Well, not an entire day, but most of it.  I was saved from having to schlep the hose around.  I could see the gardens perking up.

I love rainy days!

 

Little Birds

Cop Car….do NOT ask what KIND of little birds!

I was sitting at the sewing machine yesterday, looking out the window over the garden that surrounds the front sidewalk, and this really big bug flew by.  Wait…..it’s not a bug, it’s a HUMMINGBIRD!!!

I have a buddlea  shrub in the gardens, a butterfly bush.  It’s one of those with the raspberry colored pannicles. There were several hummers checking it out.  The birds were a medium sage green.   I couldn’t really see their wings because they were beating so fast.  I’ve seen pictures of ruby-throated hummingbirds, but I didn’t see any red on these birds.  When they were finished with the butterfly bush, they moved on to the red bud tree, just checking to see if there was anything else that interested them.

The butterfly bush also provided me the chance to see the first monarch butterfly of the summer!

Later, working at the kitchen sink, I discovered that hummingbirds and gold finches were swarming over the herb garden.  They both were checking out the purple cone flowers, and the hummers liked the basil.  The catnip was filled with finches, something drabber than the goldfinches.

I wouldn’t be offended if you called me “a country mouse.”  I do love the view out my windows!

Yet Living

Baby Blues Resized

I haven’t posted for some time because I’ve been busy working on projects in my studio.  I had three lap quilts to finish for Scraps on a Mission, and I cut out the pieces for two baby quilts.  I also sewed the blocks together for the last of the five twin-sized quilts that will be given to a women’s shelter from our Scraps on a Mission group.

One of the baby quilts is for a woman who has lost everything.  Her home has burned down, her dad has died, and now she is preparing to bring a little boy into the world in September.  It seemed to me that the least I could do was to make a baby quilt for that little  guy.  The picture of the quilt at the top of this page is what I made for them last week.

At breakfast yesterday with a friend who is in my charity quilting group, I described the quilt, and she suggested that we also send one of the cowboy fabric quilts that we’ve made.  The little blue quilt is just 40″ x 40″, but we can send a larger one he can use as he grows.  Another member of the group, upon hearing the story, said that SHE had a quilt that we could send!  I love the generosity that has just risen up for this woman we don’t even know.

Disappointment

I am so disappointed.  The day started out so well.  I was up early and working in the garden while it was still covered with God’s air conditioning.  I weeded and got almost all of the plants into the ground that had been waiting for me.  I pruned and watered and really enjoyed being out in the sun.

Part of the pleasure came from the fact that my favorite landscaper had finally arrived to give me a hand with the mid-summer clean up.  We have so many gardens that I can no longer keep up with them on my own.  I hire Jose and his crew once during the growing year, and once again to put the gardens to bed for the winter.  Jose got his crew started and then disappeared.  The guys did a fabulous job cleaning at the north end of the garage and around the apple tree.  They pulled the overgrown weeds from the raised veggie beds which are too shady now for veggies.  They cleaned out the poison ivy from the pear tree bed, and weeded across most of the front of the house, and the day lilly bed on the south side.

It was looking fabulous, and then one of them started to work in the herb garden. I wanted them to pull the weeds from the chat in the walk way.  I also wanted them to cut back the lemon balm to about 6″.  Somehow, through lack of English, and the fact that I didn’t understand that THEY didn’t understand, they though I wanted them to trim back plants from the raised boxes that were growing over the sides of the boxes.

Nope.  That wasn’t what I wanted.  With a gas powered cutter in about 30 seconds the sage, day liles and the most beautiful huge  winter savory plant were reduced to stubs.  I was screaming at him from the kitchen window,  but he couldn’t hear.

They’ll grow back, but not this season.  They’ll look mostly stunted until next year.

In the future I’m going to have to be out there working with them.  I’ll hire them again, but I’ll be underfoot to be sure they do what I want them to do.

The rest of the gardens and several non-garden areas look great.  They’ve done a good job, but I’m really sad about  the sage and winter savory.  Dear Husband will say to me, “In a hundred years, will this matter?”  No.  Maybe not even by snowfall will it matter.  I’m just sad today..

The Dentist

Twenty years ago the title of this post would have been “The Dreaded Dentist,”  but I’ve been working with a woman the past 23 years who has helped me get over some of the fear I have of dental work.  My periodontist has asked for the complete set of x-rays so that he can determine if I have had any bone loss.  I decided to ask the dentist to do the x-rays because we have worked on techniques to put me at ease that the periodontist doesn’t do.

I arrived at the office at 6:40, twenty minutes early.  I wasn’t sure how bad rush hour traffic would be, and whether I might have to wait on commuter trains.  The dentist arrived about five minutes to seven, and we got started on time.  She had to take EIGHTEEN x-rays.  The new office assistant was developing them as they were taken.  Unfortunately, she didn’t realize that the films had to be put through the machine in a carrier.  So, the machine ate them. (sigh)  I had to take four or five of them a second time, but they were the ones in the front, which bother me the least.

I waited for half an hour for the doc to be able to read all the x-rays.  That was almost worse than actively taking the  x-rays, but finally I was free to go home.

There was a message on my answering machine.  Doc was looking at the films and wants to take three of them again.  She feels the camera angle can be improved to show there isn’t anything bad going on.  (sigh)  I’ll have to go back.

I want to record that I behaved myself in the dentist’s office today.  I was pleasant, and easy to work with.  But, I really would like to get things like this over with in one try.

Funeral

It’s been a sad week at Chez Buffy.  My second sister lost her significant other a week ago, and his wake was held Tuesday, his funeral was Wednesday.  My oldest sister, My-Sister-The-Nurse is visiting her daughter in England, and as the matriarch of the family, she would normally be the one of us to organize the family to support our sister.   Since she has taken a friend with her, there was no question of her returning.   Dear Husband and I stepped up to be sure there was a family presence.  I wish more of us had been able to attend.   My sister is so very frail.  I worry for her.

Quilting Bee

Seven ladies who quilt come to visit at my house the first Friday of each month. We don’t have an official name, and we all seem to have our own specialty within quilting.  We bring new acquisitions and old and new projects to share, and we chat.  We chat and we eat.

Usually at the meeting close to the Fourth of July we have an indoor picnic.  Everyone signs up to bring something to share, and Dear Husband and I provide the meat.  This year three of our members were going to be away, so we moved the picnic to the August meeting.  Despite the shift, we still had just five members in attendance tonight, but it was a very pleasant gathering.

Knowing that some of the ladies would be away, I decided that I should cook a bit more than usual.  Another quilting friend had shared a recipe for pulled pork that I wanted to try.  I planned to broil bratwurst and hot dogs for those who might not care for the pulled pork.  I made a cold corn salad, deviled eggs, hamburger baked beans and Hot German potato salad.  I also made a peach pie, just in case the dessert lady was one of the absentees.

By 4:00 or so my feet really hurt, and I still had an hour of preparation to go.  The back door opened and Dear Husband walked in, home from the lake.  I had expected him around 8:00, but it was rainy, so he came home early.  DH took over the broiling duties while I finished the potato salad.

One lady brought spinach dip as an appetizer.  Another brought ciabatta rolls.  A third brought romaine, avocados and a wonderful lemony vinaigrette., and the fourth provided Key Lime pie.  I knew we would have way too much food, so I’d picked up containers that I could use to send food home with each of the ladies.

One of the ladies washed the plates and serving pieces for me, and another dried.  I put things away and made a second container of iced tea, and we sat down to chat.  It was a very laid back, lovely meeting.  Oddly, no one bought anything to work on. Hopefully, that will make next month’s show and tell that much more exciting!