Got this from a Pampered Chef customer several years ago.
Enchiladas
Sauce:
1 lg. can evaporated milk
1 can hot enchilada sauce
1 can Cream of Chicken soup
Mix together in medium saucepan. Cook on low until creamy.
Meat:
Cook 3-4 pounds ground chuck. Drain. Add two packages of taco seasoning, 1 can Rotel and 1 can refried beans. Add a little water if needed.
Cheese:
Shred 1-2 pounds Cheddar; set aside.
Take 18 corn tortillas. Dip one at a time in sauce and cover the bottom of 10x15 pan, add a layer of meat and cheese. Repeat until pan is full. Pour remaining sauce over pan before baking.
Bake at 325° until cheese is well melted (about 35-40 minutes). Do not overcook.
Optional: Top with lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, crushed tortilla chips, sour cream and hot sauce.
6/22/11--made for the first time; Big Joz loved it! It made a LOT of enchiladas!
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Caramel Cobbler
My neighbor, the Catfish Mama, gave me this recipe back in October 2009.
Caramel Cobbler
1 stick butter
1 1/2 c. self-rising flour
1 1/2 c. white granulated sugar
3/4 c. milk
1 1/2 t. vanilla
1 1/2 c. dark or light brown sugar
1 1/2 c. hot water
Melt butter and pour into 9x13 baking dish.
Mix together flour, white sugar, milk, and vanilla. Mix well. Pour in dish over butter. DO NOT STIR.
Sprinkle top with brown sugar. (Nuts optional) DO NOT STIR.
Pour hot water over all. DO NOT STIR.
Bake at 325° for 40 to 45 minutes or until crust is done.
Serve warm. Delicious with ice cream!
6/21/11—made for the first time. This is VERY rich!
Caramel Cobbler
1 stick butter
1 1/2 c. self-rising flour
1 1/2 c. white granulated sugar
3/4 c. milk
1 1/2 t. vanilla
1 1/2 c. dark or light brown sugar
1 1/2 c. hot water
Melt butter and pour into 9x13 baking dish.
Mix together flour, white sugar, milk, and vanilla. Mix well. Pour in dish over butter. DO NOT STIR.
Sprinkle top with brown sugar. (Nuts optional) DO NOT STIR.
Pour hot water over all. DO NOT STIR.
Bake at 325° for 40 to 45 minutes or until crust is done.
Serve warm. Delicious with ice cream!
6/21/11—made for the first time. This is VERY rich!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Parmesan Chicken
Parmesan Chicken
1/2 c. butter or margarine, melted
2 tsp Dijon mustard
1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
1/2 tsp. salt
1 c. dry bread crumbs
1/2 c. grated Parmesan cheese
6 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves
In a shallow bowl, combine butter, mustard, Worcestershire sauce and salt.
In a plastic bag, combine crumbs and cheese. Dip chicken in butter mixture, then shake in crumbs. Place in an ungreased 9x13 baking dish. Drizzle with remaining butter mixture. Bake at 350° for 40-45 minutes.
6/20/11—made this for the first time; it was really good! The chicken had a wonderful flavor and was very moist. No adjustments necessary. The original recipe called for 6 to 8 chicken breasts, but the ones I had were very big; I used 5. There was just enough of the butter mixture left for another breast, but there wouldn’t have been any to drizzle. The 5 breasts filled the 9x13 baking dish perfectly.
1/2 c. butter or margarine, melted
2 tsp Dijon mustard
1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
1/2 tsp. salt
1 c. dry bread crumbs
1/2 c. grated Parmesan cheese
6 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves
In a shallow bowl, combine butter, mustard, Worcestershire sauce and salt.
In a plastic bag, combine crumbs and cheese. Dip chicken in butter mixture, then shake in crumbs. Place in an ungreased 9x13 baking dish. Drizzle with remaining butter mixture. Bake at 350° for 40-45 minutes.
6/20/11—made this for the first time; it was really good! The chicken had a wonderful flavor and was very moist. No adjustments necessary. The original recipe called for 6 to 8 chicken breasts, but the ones I had were very big; I used 5. There was just enough of the butter mixture left for another breast, but there wouldn’t have been any to drizzle. The 5 breasts filled the 9x13 baking dish perfectly.
Monday, June 20, 2011
Swedish Cabbage Rolls
Swedish Cabbage Rolls
12 large cabbage leaves
1 lb. lean ground beef
1 egg, beaten
1 c. cooked rice
¼ c. milk
¼ tsp. pepper
1 tsp. salt
¼ c. finely chopped onions
15 oz. tomato sauce
2 tsp. brown sugar
2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
2 T lemon juice
Immerse cabbage leaves in large kettle of salted boiling water for about 3 minutes or until limp; drain. Combine egg, milk, onion, salt, pepper, beef and cooked rice. Place about ¼ c. meat mixture in the center of each leaf; fold in sides and roll ends over the meat. Place in a crock pot.
Combine tomato sauce with brown sugar, lemon juice and Worcestershire sauce. Pour over cabbage rolls. Cover and cook on low 6 to 8 hours.
6/19/11—made this for the first time. They were pretty good. Make sure you have LARGE cabbage leaves!
12 large cabbage leaves
1 lb. lean ground beef
1 egg, beaten
1 c. cooked rice
¼ c. milk
¼ tsp. pepper
1 tsp. salt
¼ c. finely chopped onions
15 oz. tomato sauce
2 tsp. brown sugar
2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
2 T lemon juice
Immerse cabbage leaves in large kettle of salted boiling water for about 3 minutes or until limp; drain. Combine egg, milk, onion, salt, pepper, beef and cooked rice. Place about ¼ c. meat mixture in the center of each leaf; fold in sides and roll ends over the meat. Place in a crock pot.
Combine tomato sauce with brown sugar, lemon juice and Worcestershire sauce. Pour over cabbage rolls. Cover and cook on low 6 to 8 hours.
6/19/11—made this for the first time. They were pretty good. Make sure you have LARGE cabbage leaves!
Hot Chicken Dip
I have too many recipes. I've been a recipe clipper from way back. Last week, as I was trying to organize just a small portion of my very many, I began to get overwhelmed. I -- gasp-- actually threw some away!! I admit, I had never tried them, but at one time, those recipes appealed to me, for whatever reason.
I can't handle it anymore... I'm going to actually start trying and making recipes from my collection. I realize that I could literally try a new recipe every day for the next 20 years and not get through them all. Every day really isn't feasible, though, so I'm setting a lofty goal of trying at least new five recipes every week.
Each recipe will be posted here, along with notes about the recipe. Try them yourself and let me know your opinions also!
My cousin, Stacy Smith, emailed me this recipe in September 2007. She had said it was easy, and there's no arguing that point!
Hot Chicken Dip
1 can chicken, drained
1 can Cream of Mushroom soup
1 8 oz. pkg. cream cheese, softened
Mix together and bake at 350° for about 30 minutes or until bubbly around the edges.
This dip isn't very colorful at all; Big Joz said it looked like "Warm Sick". Nice, huh? It tasted pretty good, but I felt like it needed some extra seasoning or flavoring to boost it some. Next time, I'll add either some Lawry's seasoning salt and Crazy Jane's Mixed Up Seasoning Salt. Would also be good with some crab or bacon added to it. I scooped it onto Ritz crackers; Big Joz used tortilla chips. It was a nice little Friday night snack for the two of us.
I can't handle it anymore... I'm going to actually start trying and making recipes from my collection. I realize that I could literally try a new recipe every day for the next 20 years and not get through them all. Every day really isn't feasible, though, so I'm setting a lofty goal of trying at least new five recipes every week.
Each recipe will be posted here, along with notes about the recipe. Try them yourself and let me know your opinions also!
My cousin, Stacy Smith, emailed me this recipe in September 2007. She had said it was easy, and there's no arguing that point!
Hot Chicken Dip
1 can chicken, drained
1 can Cream of Mushroom soup
1 8 oz. pkg. cream cheese, softened
Mix together and bake at 350° for about 30 minutes or until bubbly around the edges.
This dip isn't very colorful at all; Big Joz said it looked like "Warm Sick". Nice, huh? It tasted pretty good, but I felt like it needed some extra seasoning or flavoring to boost it some. Next time, I'll add either some Lawry's seasoning salt and Crazy Jane's Mixed Up Seasoning Salt. Would also be good with some crab or bacon added to it. I scooped it onto Ritz crackers; Big Joz used tortilla chips. It was a nice little Friday night snack for the two of us.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
So You Think You Can Doula?
Well, yes, I think I can.
I have always been intrigued with childbirth. I remember being sick one day and instead of staying home from school, I went to work with my mom. She worked in the county health department--great place to take a sick kid! Anyway, one of the nurses let me watch a film called "The Story of Eric". Turns out, it was a 34 minute color documentary that follows a young mother through her first childbearing experience to help educate parents about the Lamaze method of childbirth.
It kind of freaked me out at the time because it showed, full-on, a live human birth. At the age of probably 8 or 9, I'm not so sure I was really ready to see that. But from that day on, I was hooked on the miracle of it all.
I had wonderful pregnancy, childbirth and delivery experiences. I had a great support system in Big Joz. Unfortunately, some women aren't that fortunate.
I learned during the time I was caring for my Grandpa that I really do believe I'm a good caretaker, moreso during times of more "need" or even stress... I can handle the tougher stuff pretty well, I think.
The thought of becoming a doula is a relatively new one, meaning that I haven't grown up thinking about it. But in the last few months, several factors have played into what's become my decision to purse doula certification.
My biological clock has been ticking... loudly... for at least a couple of years. Given that I had my tubes tied, cut, burnt, etc. 15 years ago, I ain't havin' no more babies!! I did, however, give serious thought to having my tubal reversed. Big Joz never really thought that was a great idea, however. And in all honesty, the thought of going through potty training again... YUK!!
With Bud graduating from high school this spring and looking ahead to his future, there have been lots of discussions about "what to do with your life". I remember when I was his age, I gave a lot of thought into wanting to pursue a career in culinary arts. Yes, I wanted to go to cooking school. Seemed a great thing to do... except that it was VERY expensive, it was VERY far away from home and no one had ever done anything like that before. Well, no one I knew. No one from my little town. So, I didn't. I chose the path more traveled and went to regular college like everyone else. When Bud and I went to register him for college, I began to wonder if it was too late for me to try something new.
Last December when my Chocolate Lab safely delivered 10 beautiful, healthy puppies, I very much felt like I couldn't do enough for her to help her with her own miracle of birth. I felt like Hershey and I did a great job together!
Given my love of babies and everything that goes along with getting them here and given my thought that I CAN be a good caretaker, why not try this doula thing?
I LOVE my current job as a church secretary... can't imagine not being here. So I'm not looking to replace my job or my income by any means, I just want to try something that will allow me to help other women have the same positive childbirth and labor experiences I did. I want to be a support for other mothers. I want to help babies come into the world.
So, it's Wednesday. Sunday night, I joined DONA (Doulas of North America) International. Monday, I ordered four of the five required reading books (the 5th one wasn't available at the time). I also ordered my certification packet on Monday; it contains all the forms I'll need to complete to become a certified doula. Yesterday, I registered for the required childbirth class, the Doula workshop and the breastfeeding classes that are all requirements as well. I'm well on my way, I guess... I just need to find some expectant moms who are willing to allow me to attend their births now...
Family reactions to my doula-ism has been interesting. Big Joz listened, then asked several questions--several really good questions. After I answered them as honestly as I knew how at the time, he told me he thought I would be a good doula. Bud and Pud? They don't want to know a thing about it... it's gross!
When I called my dad to tell him I was going to become a doula, he, of course, had no idea what a doula is, so I explained to him that I would provide non-medical support to an expectant mother during childbirth and delivery. He still didn't quite get it. I then told him that I was going to be like Mama (his paternal grandmother). Mama was called a "midwife", although she had no medical training... she probably attended more births during her time than the local doctors! If only I could be adored as Mama was! Oh, Daddy did say he'd love to know more about the breastfeeding class.
My Mimi (Daddy's mother) seemed to be very pleased when I told her about my plans. She assured me that she knew I would be successful at anything I set my mind to. She saw the care I gave Grandpa; she knows how I love babies. Her blessing is very important to me.
Mother? Well, she thinks I'm going to medical school because I'm pregnant....
I have always been intrigued with childbirth. I remember being sick one day and instead of staying home from school, I went to work with my mom. She worked in the county health department--great place to take a sick kid! Anyway, one of the nurses let me watch a film called "The Story of Eric". Turns out, it was a 34 minute color documentary that follows a young mother through her first childbearing experience to help educate parents about the Lamaze method of childbirth.
It kind of freaked me out at the time because it showed, full-on, a live human birth. At the age of probably 8 or 9, I'm not so sure I was really ready to see that. But from that day on, I was hooked on the miracle of it all.
I had wonderful pregnancy, childbirth and delivery experiences. I had a great support system in Big Joz. Unfortunately, some women aren't that fortunate.
I learned during the time I was caring for my Grandpa that I really do believe I'm a good caretaker, moreso during times of more "need" or even stress... I can handle the tougher stuff pretty well, I think.
The thought of becoming a doula is a relatively new one, meaning that I haven't grown up thinking about it. But in the last few months, several factors have played into what's become my decision to purse doula certification.
My biological clock has been ticking... loudly... for at least a couple of years. Given that I had my tubes tied, cut, burnt, etc. 15 years ago, I ain't havin' no more babies!! I did, however, give serious thought to having my tubal reversed. Big Joz never really thought that was a great idea, however. And in all honesty, the thought of going through potty training again... YUK!!
With Bud graduating from high school this spring and looking ahead to his future, there have been lots of discussions about "what to do with your life". I remember when I was his age, I gave a lot of thought into wanting to pursue a career in culinary arts. Yes, I wanted to go to cooking school. Seemed a great thing to do... except that it was VERY expensive, it was VERY far away from home and no one had ever done anything like that before. Well, no one I knew. No one from my little town. So, I didn't. I chose the path more traveled and went to regular college like everyone else. When Bud and I went to register him for college, I began to wonder if it was too late for me to try something new.
Last December when my Chocolate Lab safely delivered 10 beautiful, healthy puppies, I very much felt like I couldn't do enough for her to help her with her own miracle of birth. I felt like Hershey and I did a great job together!
Given my love of babies and everything that goes along with getting them here and given my thought that I CAN be a good caretaker, why not try this doula thing?
I LOVE my current job as a church secretary... can't imagine not being here. So I'm not looking to replace my job or my income by any means, I just want to try something that will allow me to help other women have the same positive childbirth and labor experiences I did. I want to be a support for other mothers. I want to help babies come into the world.
So, it's Wednesday. Sunday night, I joined DONA (Doulas of North America) International. Monday, I ordered four of the five required reading books (the 5th one wasn't available at the time). I also ordered my certification packet on Monday; it contains all the forms I'll need to complete to become a certified doula. Yesterday, I registered for the required childbirth class, the Doula workshop and the breastfeeding classes that are all requirements as well. I'm well on my way, I guess... I just need to find some expectant moms who are willing to allow me to attend their births now...
Family reactions to my doula-ism has been interesting. Big Joz listened, then asked several questions--several really good questions. After I answered them as honestly as I knew how at the time, he told me he thought I would be a good doula. Bud and Pud? They don't want to know a thing about it... it's gross!
When I called my dad to tell him I was going to become a doula, he, of course, had no idea what a doula is, so I explained to him that I would provide non-medical support to an expectant mother during childbirth and delivery. He still didn't quite get it. I then told him that I was going to be like Mama (his paternal grandmother). Mama was called a "midwife", although she had no medical training... she probably attended more births during her time than the local doctors! If only I could be adored as Mama was! Oh, Daddy did say he'd love to know more about the breastfeeding class.
My Mimi (Daddy's mother) seemed to be very pleased when I told her about my plans. She assured me that she knew I would be successful at anything I set my mind to. She saw the care I gave Grandpa; she knows how I love babies. Her blessing is very important to me.
Mother? Well, she thinks I'm going to medical school because I'm pregnant....
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Laundry Rules
PAJAMAS—Do not put pajamas in the dirty clothes after only one wear. It is a scientific fact that you do not get dirty while you sleep. Pajamas can be worn many times before they smell bad enough to warrant being thrown in the dirty clothes. Exception: You may put pajamas in the dirty clothes if you throw up on them or something else that may be deemed disgusting, but only if they stink. When you get dressed in the mornings, fold your pajamas and put them back in the drawer—make it a habit.
SOCKS—Unroll them and turn them right side out before putting them in the dirty clothes. Otherwise, I will wash and dry them in their original rolled up little balls. By the way, they do not actually get clean in this way.
HANGING CLOTHES—Clean clothes can be easily removed from the clothes rod by gently lifting up on the hanger and pulling towards you. The wrong way to remove clean clothes is to yank on one corner of the garment. This causes the hanger to go flying around the clothes rod, becoming impossibly entangled with the neighboring hangers. If a hanger happens to fall to the bottom of the closet floor, do not leave it there; hang it on your bedroom doorknob if you can’t reach the clothes rod.
SORTING DIRTY CLOTHES—When you so nicely bring your clothes to the laundry room to sort, be sure and actually put them in the laundry baskets that are provided for you. Don’t merely throw them in the general vicinity of the correct basket; make sure they’re all the way inside that basket.
POCKETS—Empty your own pockets before you put dirty clothes in the laundry. Any money found later will be claimed by the laundress (Mom) and will not be returned to the rightful owner. Same goes for candy, wrappers, toys, etc—to the trash it goes.
FOLDED CLOTHES—When those clean clothes miraculously appear on your bed or chair, graciously thank the saintly person who lovingly placed them there and put them away!
LAUNDRY SHARING—In the future, each of you will be asked to help do about one load of laundry a week. Instructions will be provided. Mom feels that the joy of this chore should be shared, and she’s been very selfish about this in the past. She also feels that this is a necessary life skill, and without it you may not ever want to leave home. This would not be in the best interest of any family members.
Rules may be added or modified at any time by Mom.
I, ____________________, agree to abide by the above rules, as I actually have no choice in the matter and do not wish to further anger Mom.
I, ____________________, agree to abide by the above rules, as I actually have no choice in the matter and do not wish to further anger Mom.
March 18, 2002
SOCKS—Unroll them and turn them right side out before putting them in the dirty clothes. Otherwise, I will wash and dry them in their original rolled up little balls. By the way, they do not actually get clean in this way.
HANGING CLOTHES—Clean clothes can be easily removed from the clothes rod by gently lifting up on the hanger and pulling towards you. The wrong way to remove clean clothes is to yank on one corner of the garment. This causes the hanger to go flying around the clothes rod, becoming impossibly entangled with the neighboring hangers. If a hanger happens to fall to the bottom of the closet floor, do not leave it there; hang it on your bedroom doorknob if you can’t reach the clothes rod.
SORTING DIRTY CLOTHES—When you so nicely bring your clothes to the laundry room to sort, be sure and actually put them in the laundry baskets that are provided for you. Don’t merely throw them in the general vicinity of the correct basket; make sure they’re all the way inside that basket.
POCKETS—Empty your own pockets before you put dirty clothes in the laundry. Any money found later will be claimed by the laundress (Mom) and will not be returned to the rightful owner. Same goes for candy, wrappers, toys, etc—to the trash it goes.
FOLDED CLOTHES—When those clean clothes miraculously appear on your bed or chair, graciously thank the saintly person who lovingly placed them there and put them away!
LAUNDRY SHARING—In the future, each of you will be asked to help do about one load of laundry a week. Instructions will be provided. Mom feels that the joy of this chore should be shared, and she’s been very selfish about this in the past. She also feels that this is a necessary life skill, and without it you may not ever want to leave home. This would not be in the best interest of any family members.
Rules may be added or modified at any time by Mom.
I, ____________________, agree to abide by the above rules, as I actually have no choice in the matter and do not wish to further anger Mom.
I, ____________________, agree to abide by the above rules, as I actually have no choice in the matter and do not wish to further anger Mom.
March 18, 2002
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