beefmain dishrecipesslow cooker December 9, 2010

French Dip Sandwiches

3 lb. rump roast (any cut of beef will work)
1/2 cup soy sauce
1 beef bouillon cube
1 bay leaf
1 tsp dried thyme
3-4 peppercorns
1 tsp garlic powder

Combine the ingredients in slow cooker.  Add enough water to almost cover meat.  Cover and cook on low heat 10-12 hours (NOTE:  I usually cook it overnight).  Remove roast to plate and using two forks shred the meat.  Place back in juices and leave on low heat or warm until ready to serve. 

Remove meat from cooker with a slotted spoon and serve on rolls (NOTE:  My favorite rolls are the french hamburger buns in Macey’s bakery).

christmasquotes December 3, 2010

Christmas Quotes

It is Christmas every time you let God love others through you…yes, it is Christmas every time you smile at your brother and offer him your hand.”—                                                                                                                                     Mother Teresa

“A little child, a shining star, a stable rude, the door ajar. 

Yet in that place, so crude, so forlorn, the Hope of all the world was born.”
Anonymous
christmasOn A Personal Note December 3, 2010

On A Personal Note

Have I ever told you that Christmas is my very favorite time of year?  I LOVE all the tradition, the family gatherings, the secrets and surprises, the baking, the decorating, and most of all the remembering our Savior Jesus Christ. 
With all of our children gone now, we have to find new ways to make the season meaningful.  One of our favorite things is to provide Christmas for a family that would otherwise not have much to celebrate.  We feel so grateful to be able to give a little something to brighten someone else’s life.
We spent about 10 days with our son and his family in Maine last month.  Such a rewarding experience to see their happy family and the things that they are creating in their own family.  Very grateful for such a darling daughter-in-law and three beautiful granddaughters!  So proud of Jason and what a wonderful father he is!
We are heading out right after Christmas to visit with Brian and his family in Arizona.  They are expecting a little girl on the 30th and we are excited to welcome her to our family.  She will join big brother Crew.  We are also grateful for what good parents they are!
Jonathon and his wife will be here to spend Christmas with us.  They make us grateful that we are not completely alone in our big house!
We have been very blessed this year with amazing sons and their beautiful families, good friends, and wonderful clients!  Wishing you each a very Merry Christmas and a New Year filled with health, hope and happiness.  May we notice the good in our lives and always count our many blessings……


stories December 3, 2010

Something to Think About

 Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2009. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approx. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.


4 minutes later:
the violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
45 minutes:
The musician played continuously.  Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace.  The man collected a total of $32.
1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:  If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…. How many other things are we missing?

For a Christmas application consider this: How many times do we miss the hand of the Lord in our lives because we are too busy to look for it?  May we all, during this Christmas season, when we tend to turn our thoughts to Him, be mindful of Him everywhere!  AND may we acknowledge His many blessings!

dessertraspberriesrecipes December 3, 2010

Raspberry Dessert

Crust:
1 cube butter
1 1/2 cups flour
2 T sugar

Cut and pat in 9X13” pan.  Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes.


Mix and spread on crust (when cool):
1 lg pkg. cream cheese
1 cube butter
2 cups powdered sugar

Sprinkle 1 1/2 cups diced nuts on crust.


Mix and beat with beater:
1 cup boiling water
1 small pkg. raspberry jello
2 10 oz pkg raspberries, thawed

Refrigerate until set and then top with cool whip.  Best if made a day ahead.

legendstories November 21, 2010

St Patrick’s Day Legend

It is believed that Patrick was born in Kilpatrick Scotland.  His parents were Romans who were in charge of the British colonies.  When Patrick was in his early teens, he was captured during a raid and taken to Ireland as a slave.  Here he learned to tend and herd sheep.  At this time the Druids and pagans occupied Ireland.  Patrick learned the practices and language of his captors.  Because of the hardships he faced, Patrick turned to God. 
When Patrick was twenty, God came to him in a dream and advised him to go to the coast.  Patrick escaped and sailors took him back to Britain where he was reunited with his parents.  But Ireland beckoned to the young man through his dreams and he returned to Emerald Isle in March 433.  He traveled across the country converting people to Christianity. 
Patrick was a humble and gentle man who was devoted to God and the importance of his mission.  He used the shamrock to explain the Holy Trinity.  It has been associated with St Patrick’s Day and Ireland for centuries.
Legend has it that Patrick stood on a hill overlooking the sea, staff in hand and banished all the serpents from the Isle forever.  This probably symbolizes the end of pagan practices–since there have never been snakes in Ireland.  Saint Patrick died on March 17, 461 at Sale, where he built his first church.

fablestories November 21, 2010

The Lion and the Mouse

Once, when a Lion was asleep, a little Mouse began running up and down upon him; this soon wakened the Lion, who now placed his huge paw upon him, and opened his big jaws to swallow him.
“Pardon, O King,” cried the little Mouse, “forgive me this time, I shall never forget it.  Who knows but I may be able to do you a turn one of these days?”   The Lion was so tickled at the idea of the Mouse being able to help him, that he lifted up his paw and let him go.
Some time later hunters who desired to carry him alive to the King, tied him to a tree while they went in search of a wagon to carry him on.  Just then the little Mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the sad plight in which the Lion was, went up to him and soon gnawed away the ropes that bound the King of the Beasts.
“Was I not right?” said the little Mouse?

This is a favorite story from my childhood and a thought provoking one about how we treat those we think will not be of benefit to us….

parablestories November 21, 2010

Buddhist Parable

A farmer wakes up to find his horse has run off.
The neighbors come by and say, “Too bad, such awful luck.”
The farmer says, “Maybe.”
The next day, the horse returns with a few other horses.  The neighbors congratulate the farmer on the reversal of his fortune.
“Maybe,” the farmer says.
When his son tries to ride one of the new horses, he breaks his leg, and the neighbors offer condolences.
“Maybe,” the farmer says.
And the next day, when army officials come to draft the son–and don’t take him because of his broken leg–everyone is happy.
“Maybe,” the farmer says.

I have heard stories like this before.  They are beautiful in their simplicity and surrender to the universe.  I wonder if I could be attached to something so detached.  I don’t know.

Excerpt from the book ‘have a little faith’ by Mitch Albom
stories November 21, 2010

What Should I Fear?

I used to live in perpetual fear of losing things I had, or never having the things I hoped to acquire. 
What if I lose my hair?
What if I never get a big house?
What if I become overweight, out of shape, or unattractive?
What if I lose my job?
What if I am disabled and cannot play ball with my child?
What if I get old and frail and have nothing to offer those around me?
But life teaches those who listen, and now I know:
If I loose my hair, I will be the best bald guy I can be, and I will be grateful that my head can stimulate ideas, if not follicles.
A house does not make a person happy.  The unhappy heart will not find contentment in a bigger house.  The heart that is merry, however, will make any home a happy one.
If I spend more time developing my emotional, mental, and spiritual dimensions, rather than focusing solely on my physical self, I will be more beautiful with each passing day.
If I cannot work for wages, I will work for the Lord–and his benefits package is unmatched.
If I am physically unable to teach my child to throw a curve ball, I will have more time to teach him how to handle the curves thrown by life, and this shall make him serve better. 
And if aging robs my strength, mental alertness and physical stamina, I will offer those around me the strength of my convictions, the depth of my love and the spiritual stamina of a soul that has been carefully shaped by the hard edges of a long life.
No matter what losses or broken dreams may lie in my destiny, I will meet each challenge with dignity and resolve.  For God has given me many gifts, and for each one that I may lose, I will find ten more that I never would have cultivated were the course of my life to always run smoothly.
And so, when I can no longer dance, than I will sing joyfully; when I haven’t the strength to sing, I will whistle with contentment; when my breath is shallow and weak, I will listen intently and shout love with my heart; and when the bright light approaches, I will pray silently until I cannot pray.  Then it will be time for me to go to the Lord.  And what then should I fear?

David L Weatherford
recipessalads November 21, 2010

Cranberry Salad

Mix :
6 cups miniature marshmallows
2 cups sugar
1 pound fresh cranberries, grind in blender (they grind best if slightly frozen)

Let set overnight in the refrigerator.

Add:

2 cups whipped cream (can substitute Cool Whip)
3 red apples, diced with peel on
6 bananas, quartered and sliced
1 cup chopped walnuts or pecans

Makes a huge salad and is great with the Thanksgiving turkey!  This is my favorite thing on turkey day!  Enjoy!