What a day, what a day! Busy, busy, busy! In the banking business that is good! I am so thankful that loans are again in demand!
One of my favorite things about late spring and early summer besides my beautiful flowers are the fresh tomatoes that become available. We planted several tomato plants, plus I always buy two or three that already have tomatoes on them. The ones we planted are as tall as me and two or three of them have lots of tomatoes on them. PROBLEM: everytime one starts to get ripe, even the slightest pink, something comes along and eats about 1/4th of it. I think it is birds because it looks like something has pecked it. I need to find a way to stop that because I have this wonderful recipe I want to make! It is:
FRESH TOMATO PIE
1 already rolled pie crust - either Food Club or Pillsbury - and I honestly can't tell the difference!) - Prebaked
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. black pepper
4 Medium tomatoes, sliced
5 green onion, sliced
1/4 cup fresh basil leaves, chopped or 1 tsp. dried basil (Go for the fresh!)
1 Cup Hellmann's Light Mayonnaise
2 cups Grated Mozzarella and Monterey Jack Cheese combined
Garnish: Fresh basil sprig
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Layer tomato slices, basil, and onion in pie shell. Add salt and pepper (Penzey's) to taste. Mix together cheese and mayonnaise and spread on top of tomatoes. Bake for 30 minutes or until lightly browned.
This is really delicious. I had made the recipe several times and then my boss told me about the recipe. Then he accused me (good naturedly) about stealing "his recipe" and actually we had both gotten it from one of Paul Deen's first cookbooks "THE LADY & SONS." This was before she was so famous -- her smiling face was not even on the cover!!!
Now I created a recipe - after eating something similar at a couple of restaurants. It is:
JC'S CHICKEN MARSALA
1 Pkg. chicken strips
1 small onion
1 Pkg. fresh mushrooms
6 garlic cloves
Angel Hair Pasta
1 cup white wine
Pepper
Garlic salt
Olive oil
Parmesan cheese
Sprinkle chicken strips with black pepper and garlic salt. Brown in about 1 tablespoon of olive oil. (Add about 2 tablespoons water - cover and cook until water evaporates ( this gets chicken good and done!)
Remove chicken from pan and add another tablespoons olive oil. Add whole garlic cloves and cook until begin to be tender and barely golden - add onion and saute' until onion is tender. At this time I cut through garlic into pieces. Add 1 tablespoon flour and stir. Then add 1 cup white wine. Add mushrooms. Add aboutr 3/4 cup water. Cut chicken into bite size pieces and add. (I also add about 1 tsp. sugar and another dash or two of garlic salt. THen add abvout 1/4 cup ground parmesan cheese. Let simmer on lowest heat possible.
Cook pasta with salt and 1 tsp. olive oil. Drain and toss with chicken mixture. Grate fresh Parmesan cheese on each serving. Serve with salad and Garlic bread and then have a breath mint or go brush your teeth. But even though I created it -- it is really delicious!!!
Enjoy!
Here is a really neat thing I found. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I did!
A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.
"Your son is here," she said to the old man. She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.
Heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly saw the young man in the Marine Corps uniform standing outside the oxygen tent. He reached out his hand.. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.
The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit alongside the bed.
Nights are long in hospitals-but all through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and strength.
Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away and rest a while. He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital-- the clanking of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.
Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said nothing, only held tightly to his son's hand all through the night.
Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she did what she had to do, he waited.
Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the Marine interrupted her. "That's not necessary... Who was that man?" he asked.
The nurse was startled, "He was your father" she answered.
"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my life."
"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"
"I knew right away that there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son, and his son just wasn't here. When I realized that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son, and I knew how much he needed me. So I stayed."
The next time God gives you an opportunity ... be there. Stay.
You'll be glad you did.
I hope your tomorrow is blessed with opportunities to serve and you recognize them and do something good. God will bless you in your efforts!
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