Tag: Main Dishes
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Blessed Beyond Measure
Another holiday is coming up, and sometimes I find it hard to face the idea that there will be someone missing at my Thanksgiving table. I remember the first meal my family had together after my husband graduated to Heaven. Things got quiet when we bowed our heads for the blessing of our food, but…
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This Little Piggy
Children’s toys are so much more sophisticated now than they were when I was young. They include many of the things my contemporaries and I had to produce with our imagination. However, sometimes I think we were better off because we learned to be creative. It’s funny, though, how even now kids will choose to…
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Chicken-hearted September
Just a warning – before reading this column, be aware that it has some fowl language. The word “chicken” is often associated with cowardice. It has caused many a person to act in ways they would not ordinarily behave. After all, who wants to be called a chicken? The dread of being associated with poultry…
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Grace in the kitchen
Several years ago, I went to a Wednesday evening Bible study at the church I was attending at the time. My hubby (Bob) wasn’t with me – he was either working or attending a class somewhere. The subject we were talking about that night was “grace.” After an opening prayer, the minister began the discussion…
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Mayday for May Day
One day of celebration that has fallen by the wayside is referred to as “May Day” or “May Basket Day.” It used to be the custom for children to pick spring flowers and arrange them in baskets (which were often made of pretty paper). Sometimes the baskets contained candy and/or small trinkets as well as…
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It’s not easy being green
Unless Easter happens to fall in March, the only holiday really celebrated during the month is St. Patrick’s Day, which is not that big of a deal. Unlike the major holidays, it doesn’t merit a day off work, and the mail is still delivered. One thing we associate with St. Patrick’s Day is the color…
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Use your noodles!
Use your noodles! I will be forever grateful that my parents, especially my dad, taught me how to think for myself. If I asked for help solving a problem, Dad didn’t necessarily spout out the solution. He often guided me along the path of figuring out the answer on my own. To him, my head…
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‘Tis the season for pumpkins
Last week was extremely busy for me; I had places to go almost every day. I stayed home on Friday because I had special visitors. Vivian (8) and Elijah (3) came to spend the night with Grammie. Vivian has stayed with me before, but Elijah had never done so. My son, Jonathan, turned 40 on…