Pathetic. I’m diddling around on the World Wide Web awaiting the start of a football game. What I was doing while diddling: a word cloud of the blog. I think it sums things up nicely. Mr. Big Food is already in front of the television. He blurts out loudly enough for me to hear, “Franklin
Yesterday, when I posted some photos of the knedle in progress, I said When I post the recipe– which I will after I have some photos of them doing what God intended them to do– I’ll include the correct name. Here they are, doing what God intended: soaking up some ‘peek-a-pok, good gravy.’ Courtesy of
No. It is not snowing in Mississippi on December 29, 2011. This is a photo from February 10, 2011, when we had a BIG snow, by Mississippi standards. These are two Mississippi kids, looking for adventure getting their daily exercise. They asked if they could sled down our “hill” and of course we granted permission.
Commenting on the bread dumplings— which were delicious– suek shares the following (which I’ve edited for ease of reading, and one typo*): In our house, stale bread = Chocolate chip pudding! Grease a baking dish. Fill with cubed/broken dried bread (including crusts). Then you need a bit of guess work…quantity of milk is determined by