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 #319 and #320
My Vegetable Strata and Vodka Slush
(and a good book to pass the time)
Truthfully, I don't remember ever making this vegetable strata before, BUT, make it I did, and I really liked it.
I used fresh vegetables.
This would be a great meatless dish if you were doing a vegetarian dinner.
We added a pork chop to the menu and ate on the patio, and washed it down with this vodka slush. You can't go wrong with a slushy.
I only have a couple more recipes in the countdown, which is weird, because I thought I'd never get this done and I thought I was running out of stories, but now I have all these memories running around in my head.
It's about to explode with tales to tell. I hope I can do them justice.
First of all---click here if you want to see any of my 25 recipes in the countdown. Here. Right here.
My tale today is about one of my oldest and best friends Susie.
I think she goes by Sue now, but I just can't. Because she is Susie.
Susie actually has one official recipe in this countdown--it is FF recipe #5. Yes! Number 5. And now I'm on #320. Wow.
Anyway, it is a cherry dump cake--- you can check that out here.
Since she turned in a dump cake as her only official recipe (she hates to cook) (although, I do have a couple cookie recipes of hers that are great and whenever I make chicken and noodles, I think of her), I am going to do a photo dump of she and I.
Since she lives in the Olympic rain forest of the Pacific Northwest and I live in the Great Basin high desert of Northern Nevada, AND she has three adult children, and I have 3 adult children and she has 10 grandchildren and I have 15 grandchildren, we don't get to see each other as often as we would like--Life happens and ---it happens fast and before you know it, some years have gone by and you haven't see one of your best friends in quite some time.
I need to retire. (sigh)
But wait! My photo dump!
Here is the last known photo of she and I together.
She and her husband Kelly came down for our motorcycle festival/rally, Runamucca a few years ago.
They rode their Harley.
And this is the first photo that I can find of us together. Circa 1980
On River Road, Wallowa Lake, Oregon.
But the thing is---she has not changed one bit! Not one bit.
I, on the other hand, am 2x the girl I once was. 😂
We hike in the mountains--Wallowa Lake.
We used to have these trendy maternity shirts in 1981 that announced our pregnancy to everyone!
I have so many stories, I don't know if I can "dump" them all out and make sense.
We've known each other since we were 17.
We are the Godmother's to each other's children.
My children call her "Aunt Susie".
We lived next door to each other in a duplex, like Lucy and Ethyl. And Ricky and Fred.
When she was going to the hospital to have her first child, her husband knocked on the wall and said, we're going to the hospital now.
(I don't think we could really hear him thru the walls, that would be weird, but really, we did get a knock on the door)
We saved for a Disneyland vacation by charging our husbands $.50 each time we did 'it'--and we could never say no. That was the deal.
We could never, ever say no.
I will leave the 'it' to your imagination, but we did end up going to Disneyland about 11 years after we made that deal.
We have had so many trips and visits over the years, the lake, the ocean, each other's backyards, weddings, funerals, a concert.
At bookclub the other night we were talking about a ride or die kinda friend--she's my ride or die. We may not see each other as often as we'd like, but if we needed each other--we'd be there.
She knows all my secrets.
All. My. Secrets.
And I know all hers.
We have to take them to the grave. And I'm not kidding!
Just ask her.
(but she'll never tell)
Kelly, Susie, me and Rich
I just have to add this side note:
This wonderful guy, Susie's husband --- is the not Fred of the Ricky and Fred, Lucy and Ethyl living next door to each other in the duplex.
(and I'm holding a dog toy--it took us all a while to figure out what that was)
This is---Fred.
Actually, it's Tom, Susie's first husband. He is the Godfather to my children. He is Rich's ride or die.
We are so happy to have kept them both in the divorce.
They are both still are friends--and that doesn't happen often.
We love them both--and now we love Kelly too!
I may not have those early memories with Kelly, BUT I do have a whole Elf story to tell sometime.
With photos! Of Elf ears!
Stay tuned.
I could maybe blackmail him with an Elf ear photo!
Oh wait-- his wife knows all my secrets.
Darn it!
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