Making my way thru my Friday Friend Cookbook, one recipe at a time.
What is the Friday Friend cookbook? I once had about 50 of my closest friends and family (from all over the county) on an e-mail forum which I called the Friday Friends. At first, most of them didn't know each other, (they knew me) but over the past 21 years, we've answered and shared silly--and serious---questions, exchanged Secret Santa Christmas gifts, had a dieting contest in which we paid a $1 a week and that money went to a scholarship fund for a Friday Friends son's memorial scholarship, and we went on a great vacation for my 52 birthday. (plus so much more....)
AND, we contributed recipes for a cookbook.
I was looking at the cookbook the other night and I said, "I should make every recipe in here for my blog."
The Handyman--who thinks he knows me better than I know myself (this happened to be a question on the Friday Friend forum once---does your spouse/partner know you better than you know yourself? Said, "you'll never, EVER do that."
WELL---maybe I'll show him! Maybe I will.
The Handyman--who thinks he knows me better than I know myself (this happened to be a question on the Friday Friend forum once---does your spouse/partner know you better than you know yourself? Said, "you'll never, EVER do that."
WELL---maybe I'll show him! Maybe I will.
Which brings me to these... recipes #308 and #309
Barb's Banana Banshee and her Mock Tamale` Pie
This one was really good.
That makes it seem like some aren't really good. Not true--all the Friday Friend Recipes have been loved by someone!
I just meant it was quick and easy and cheesy--well, you can see---very cheesy, and gooey and good.
I guess over the course of 309 recipes and over 6 years, you can tell I like some ooey, gooey cheesy recipes.
And then this---this was fun! And really good.
A Banana Banshee. It's more of a summer drink, because it's blended and icy and cold. One must like bananas to like this drink.
We just had a nice afternoon, drinking slushy cocktails and comforting ourselves with gooey cheese and beans.
And now for a story about Barb. As you know, this is getting harder and harder!
Photos are becoming scarce. Stories too.
Let me just tell you that once, when I had the Friday Friend Forum, we had had a discussion about 'enjoying' our backyards.
I am discussing this stuff privately with married middled aged women. I felt safe in sharing my story.
My story was that The Handyman and I were watching our friends' yards while they were on vacation.
I am pretty sure that we had multiple friends on vacation as the same time that summer--The Miltons, The Storms, The Nobles, The Cains (OMG!! I'm exhausted just thinking about it!) I was giving all these friend a bad time---about how the Handyman and I were 'enjoying' their yards.
In was summertime, Nevada high desert nights are THE BEST! No mosquitos, warm enough to lay on a blanket in the backyard and "enjoy" the stars (among other things)
I was teasing on the FFF (Friday Friend Forum) about how much 'enjoyment' the Handyman and I were getting out of their yards. (wink, wink, smile smile)
Mitzi Storm said (on the forum) (remember, she was in Minnesota and her yard was one that we were taking care of-- taking care of her yard and taking care of business):
And Shelly also replied (we were also taking care of her yard---and enjoying it!)
Hmmmmm--- Barb? Barb. Barbara!
Looks to me like they enjoy more than just their own backyard.
Found these photos of her and Doug looking like they might have 'enjoyed' our backyard at the cabin, when we took a little trip with them.
Here they are looking 'excited" and "eager" (disregard the Handyman who inserts himself into every photo I ever try to take)
And then the 'after' photos.
I don't even know how I ended up with these!!
I was only kidding about enjoying my friends' yards.
But it sure looks to me like Barb and Doug did some enjoying of sumpthin.
That's my story!
And this my friends is
recipe #308 and 309
Only 58 left to go!
I can do it!
WOO HOO! I am below 100 recipes now. Yay! Yahoo! Whoopie!
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