So this was my third post for Yankee-Belle Cafe... the first was a "Welcome" post... then pie crust because all o' youse and all y'all know what I think about store-bought pie crust so the first thing I had to do-- I WAS COMPELLED-- was show you how easy it is to make pie crust with a great recipe.
Far easier than keeping climbers alive. :)
Now, I'm a climber. I was up trees, scaling fences, on roofs... at age four a Flower City Park neighbor called my mother and wanted to know if I was supposed to be on the porch roof... :)
I still climb although I leave the third story of our heritage farmhouse to others, the first and second stories are fair game... And I did buy a Little Giant ladder last summer, and that thing is the best!!! I love it so much!
But raising baby climbers can be a dauntless task! Look at these three on the new (then) shed! Taylor, Kyle and Casey, all grown up now, so they SURVIVED!!!!) And yes there were a great many things I did not share with parents... Better that they simply smile and nod. So below is the original post... and then a food post that followed.
Life is more than food! Here are three of the monsters I've helped raise. Taylor, Kyle and Casey. They're brats, yes. I mean WHAT ARE THEY DOING ON THE ROOF??? It starts here. In the kitchen. On the table. This is 'Lijah. He is 18 months old. WHAT IS HE DOING ON THE TABLE???? Oy vay. Who is watching these children???? Oops. No one! ;) Well, when a case of NEW BOOKS COMES IN, WHO DOESN'T WANT TO JUMP ONTO THE KITCHEN TABLE AND CHECK THEM OUT??? Especially with a cute hero like Matt Cavanaugh... Oh my stars.Raising climbers... The best thing to do is teach them how to FALL WITHOUT DYING. Because they already know how to climb. See, they start out like this. Now this looks nice, doesn't it? Grandpa holding baby at a wedding. Peaceful. Serene. And then it morphs to THIS: On the roof. In the dark. Because Emma wanted to be CLOSER to the moon. So her Daddy took her up there because he's a climber. And climbers beget climbers. It's quite Biblical, don't you think? So really, you can feed climbers anything. Mostly they like chips and dip. But who doesn't? The point here is that it's okay to talk about lots of things in a cafe. Up to and including dealing with children who are born with a death wish. Sigh. |
I worked in a Greek Family restaurant for eleven years. They made Greek rice pudding...
It was good, but this way is better. I'm going to go out on a limb and say WAY BETTER.
But try it. Taste test. You be the judge.
Baked rice puddings can get dry. Pithy.
YUCK.
Greek rice puddings lack depth of flavor. They're tasty and sweet, but it's basically rice and milk and sugar, slow simmered.
Ummm.... Not so much.
But this????
Oh. This is GOOD STUFF!
(the whites can be used for meringue kisses... or scrambled egg whites... or white cake...)
Whisk until combined.
Cook over medium to medium high heat (only if you STAND THERE AND STIR. Do not do what I do and think you can fold a load of laundry or check e-mails. Trust me. You cannot.)
Bring water to a boil. Add in salt, oil and rice. Bring back to a boil. Cover lightly, reduce heat to simmer for twenty minutes. Turn off heat.
Award-winning, multi-published author Ruth Logan Herne loves God, her country (she bleeds red white and blue... and Yankee blue in particular!)... her family, and she's particularly in love with kids because they keep her-- and her mindset-- young! Email Ruthy at loganherne@gmail.com. Visit her website ruthloganherne.com and/or visit her on Facebook.
Ruthy, you've got me craving rice pudding now. And for the record, I love, love, LOVE that picture of Dave with the baby. With that pastoral background it's like an LI cover
ReplyDeleteOh, those climbers. Since I have a fear of heights, I'm not much of a climber. But then God blessed me with two sons, one of whom likes to set up zipline and repelling courses behind the house. He may send me to an early grave.
hahahaha! Yes, the climbers keep us in digitalis, LOL! Or nitro tablets? Aspirin? But because I was a climber, I wasn't a worrier... and just taught them how to fall. Mostly that helped. Also, taught them to hang on!TIGHT!!!!
DeleteI remember this climbers post mostly because I'm a climber and have raised another generation of climbers. The joys of adventurous children!
ReplyDeleteAnd the rice pudding...that looks SO delicious! Saving the recipe on Pinterest!
That's so funny... and I love my adventurers. They are so funny, and I love that parents let me influence a bunch of other little adventurers. :) We'll pass the torch. And I make the rice pudding once or twice/month because it's a great snack and I pretend it's a little healthy. :) A smidge!
ReplyDeleteHa! I was a climber too but I always got stuck and needed help getting down. Drove my dad crazy! Once I climbed up to the top of a backstop? — the fenced dome thingy in a baseball diamond — and, of course I got stuck so a neighbour called the police to rescue me. :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the sweet memories in those pics! And now I’m craving rice pudding too.
Ruthy, I'm a day late. How fun to see this post again!! I am determined to make there rice pudding! And so fun to see my very first published book! :)
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