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Ward Off Winter Blues
Tag: oranges
Breakfast Anyone?
Cara Cara Oranges
Yes they are pink inside. Cara Cara oranges.
It’s Tuesday 2/22/2022
You know how much I wanted to write that date 2/22/2022. I’m not waiting til 2:22 am to post though.
P.S
Did you know that today’s date is a Palindrome and an Ambigram? The date will read the same from left to right , from right to left AND upside down! Won’t happen again for millions of years. 22022022
Oranges in winter throughout the years. In fact I had Oranges and Orange as tags.
Past posts featuring oranges-
Portuguese Orange Olive Oil Cake
How to Relieve Stress Make marmalade
At First the Oranges Seemed Hard snd Uninviting
Fresh, Squeezed
Cranberries, Granny Smiths and Navel Oranges
I made fresh cranberry relish for Thanksgiving in New York City then realized I wanted to eat it again. This recipe makes about 6 cups.
A pound of cranberries,rinsed and drained
two Granny Smiths, quartered and cored
two navel oranges cut up
1 cup of sugar
pulse ingredients, one at a time not to mush or purée -chopped up, coarsely
mix together in large bowl. Add sugar
chill
Portuguese Orange-Olive Oil Cake
Did some research for a Portuguese dessert and this cake came up in two places. Recipe for Orange-Olive Oil Cake.
I went across the Allegheny to Labriola’s and bought a new Zoe Olive Oil as recommended in the recipe. Fresh eggs. And five navel oranges were five dollars at Whole You-Know.
Zested three oranges and squeezed four to get 1 1/2 c of juice.
Used a tube pan as I did not have a light colored bundt pan. Baked it 1 1/4 hours.
Make it at least a day before serving. I did.
Will let you know what the verdict is after Friday night dessert. I usually don’t make a new recipe to share, untested.
I put it on a glass cake stand after it cooled.
Happy Place: Weekly Photo Challenge
Krista Stevens at WordPress challenged bloggers this week with this prompt “Have you ever felt like the world was being a bit too rowdy? Where things and people were pushing in, crowding out your quiet thoughts — the ones that need time and space to surface?” Yes, Krista, yes.
My number one Happy Place? cuddling a grandchild in my arms, getting them to smile or the growing up grandchildren sitting next to me on the couch, reading a book or playing a game. Laughing with grandchildren is the best.
And there’s the knitting I go to-another happy place- a form of meditation, the repetition- but this post shows my kitchen where I can ward off winter chills (or autumn chills) and feel all is right in the world. (Even if it’s not.)
——————————–resposted from original December 2011———————-
First Day of Winter Still Life in My Kitchen
Friends joined me for tea, even though they weren’t in Pittsburgh.
You can see out the kitchen back door window to the back porch and garage, the bare trees. The shortest day of light. Winter officially here.
Two dear friends in KY sent a shipment of fancy English muffins and the Fed Ex man delivered them Wednesday afternoon. It seemed a good time to split one, toast it and spread some butter (with my Grandmother’s silver butter knife) and spoon some apricot preserves.
Went to fire up the kettle to brew tea but I’d burned the kettle dry on Monday so boiled a pot of water to make the tea. Pulled out the camera on the phone to capture the scene
Oranges were on sale 10 for $2 today and lately they were almost a dollar apiece.
A faithful blog reader in Virgina, C, (and best friend of a my good friend J in Omaha) made me the little quilted mug mat last year and it was J who gave me the lidded butter dish another year. The Botanic Garden mug matches my mother’s cereal bowls.
I was home alone but in the presence of friends and family remembered. Finding the joy of winter. My neighbor called to report a vibrant rainbow spotting and perhaps I could photograph it. i went outside and it was still raining and saw the colored arch across the street. I photographed it but it didn’t make the cut for posting but i appreciate when people see something and I come to mind. There was thunder and lightning, too.
Yes, that is a stack of woven potholders on the left counter top.
Makeshift Thanksgiving Eve Supper on Supermarket Conveyor Belt
Do you ever look at another customers items on the conveyor belt in the grocery store?
Do you make judgements based on their choices?
Today I was watching the weather and accumulated snowfall all day and thinking about my Thanksgiving travel plans.
When I drove out of the school parking lot, it was slush on the roads and a pretty snowy wonderland in the trees.
After school, I went to the Giant Eagle supermarket and procured some semi-Thanksgiving items for supper tonight.
You can’t see the pretty red yams.
I can tell you this, the cranberry, orange, Granny Smith relish was refreshing. We didn’t sample the pie.
It’s just sitting.
If I never eat another Turkey Burger that’ll be just fine.
Don’t look too closely foodies and food bloggers.
Holidays are usually low view days on the blog. Good thing!
Steve and I ate together and he’ll hold the fort here. I packed a suitcase with plenty of wool sweaters and socks.
Thinking about all those I love and who love me. Feeling grateful for friends and family.
When I took the car to be inspected on Monday night (due Nov 30th so made it just under the wire)
I saw this sky as I waited in the wind for Steve to pick me up.
At First the Oranges Appeared Hard and Uninviting
But I found a solution….
Pulled the old glass reamer off the kitchen shelf and proceeded to make some fresh squeezed orange juice.
The hardness of the orange peel was deceiving because they gave up a lot of juice.
Fried egg sandwich on wheat toast.
Squeezing OJ this past weekend, I was trying to hold onto that Spring Break mood.
Hand painted glasses from Mary Ellen’s gift shop in Lawrenceville- Divertido– “where everyday is a gift?”
and if you want an interesting book to read- everything you need to know about oranges- read John McPhee’s Oranges.
(I have a copy if you are in Pittsburgh)
