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Notes from a Country Kitchen


Fri, Sep 6th, 2002
Posted in Columnists

Annabelle Kvam Monday, September 9, 2002

You won’t believe me, but I was gone again this week, two days in a row. Wednesday our cousins (ladies only) met up at sister Dolly’s in Goodhue. There was nine of us plus Dolly’s two girls. We chatted all day, took time off for a lively lunch, took pictures, had afternoon coffee, plus a chocolate dessert, which was so good. We left home at 9:15 a.m. and got back home at 5:30 p.m. What a great time we all had. The next day Thursday, daughter Karen came from Winona and her and I went to Decorah, had to wait about 15 minutes, as they are still working the the road and when we got downtown Decorah couldn’t get through main street as they told us of the fire they had at the Sherwin Paint Store. They had five different towns help fight the blaze, must of been very scary for them. We got our business done, then drove over to Cresco shopped some more and then home we came. I’m still tired, but fun we had.
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Chuckle
Daniel was married to a wonderful woman, but his mother-in-law was a holy terror. After the older woman passed away, the priest stopped by to offer condolences. “What complaint did your mother-in-law die of Daniel” the priest asked sympathetically? “Well, Father,” Daniel replied, “there wasn’t any complaint, everybody was satisfied.”
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A while ago a proper gift for an 18-year-old girl was a compact. It still is, if it has four wheels.
. . . . .
That old law, “an eye for an eye” could leave everybody blind.
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The honeymoon is over when bushels of kisses are reduced to little pecks.
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The Lord God made them all

Oh, I really do love music,
and how I love to sing.
And when I’m all alone at home,
my how the rafters ring!
And when my children were young and cuddled to my breast, they’d whisper, “please sing, mama,”
t’was then I sang my best.
But years pass by so very fast, my family’s gone and grown,
so when I do my singing,
I solo all alone.
I tried to join the choir twice.
They were to call me soon.
The try-outs were eight years ago
and so I just presume . . .
Perhaps they just plain forgot
to get in touch with me,
but still I make a joyful noise
and sing a brand new song.
I practice what the Psalmist says,
though every note is wrong,
but I don’t worry,
for I know God listens to my heart,
where every note is right on key
and perfect from the start.
So I rejoice with praises,
continuing to know
my God who made the nightingale,
he loved and made . . .the crow.
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How long does it take to hard boil an Ostrich egg? (15 minutes)
. . . . .
What’s the temperature of a normal horse? (100.5 ºF)
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Which President pardoned Nixon? (Gerald Ford)
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Wagging has a world of difference in significance . . . depending on whether it’s a dog’s tail or a human tongue.
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~Until next week, Annabelle

Pear-Zucchini Bread
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup whole wheat flour
3 eggs
3/4 cup sugar
3/4 cup vegetable oil
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
3 tsp vanilla
2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
*2 cups pears
1 tsp baking soda
1 cup shredded zucchini
1/2 tsp baking powder
1/2 cup chopped pecans or walnuts

In a large bowl, combine the first eight ingredients. In another bowl, beat eggs, oil and vanilla. Add the pears and zucchini, stir into dry ingredients just until moistened, fold in nuts. Pour into two greased loaf pans. Bake 350º for 50-60 minutes. Cool 10 minutes before removing from pans.
(*use about 3 ripe pears - peeled & finely chopped)

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