Camping omelets by Wendi

Camping... what to have for breakfast depends on if you are tent camping where a peanut butter and jelly sandwich works, "he-man" camping where you cook fish or maybe eggs over a campfire or mine and Wendi's style using a 5th wheel or RV where you watch TV while you cook over a stove. A real stove makes great scrambled eggs, turkey bacon and of course you have a frig and toaster... not to have either would be uncivilized! We did bravely camp one year without a microwave. Luckily we had Scott's DVD player for movies on a picnic table in CA. Wendi shared an easy omelet recipe with me yesterday and now I send that on to you from Nana's Kitchen:

ZIPLOC OMELET

(This works great !!! Good for when all your family is together. The best part is that no one has to wait for their special omelet !!!)

Have guests write their name on a quart-size Ziploc freezer bag with permanent marker.

Crack 2 eggs (large or extra-large) into the bag (not more than 2) shake to combine them.

Put out a variety of ingredients such as: cheeses, ham, onion, green pepper, tomato, hash browns, salsa, etc.

Each guest adds prepared ingredients of choice to their bag and shake. Make sure to get the air out of the bag and zip it up.

Place the bags into rolling, boiling water for exactly 13 minutes [we did 15 minutes]. You can usually cook 6-8 omelets in a large pot. For more, make another pot of boiling water.(Who would have thought of that? I would make the men wait!!)

Open the bags and the omelet will roll out easily. Be prepared for everyone to be amazed. Nice to serve with fresh fruit and coffee cake; everyone gets involved in the process and a great conversation piece.Imagine having these ready the night before, and putting the bag in boiling water while you get ready. And in 15 minutes, you've got a nice omelet for a quick breakfast!!!

I am inspired now... gotta find more camping recipes!
By the way, Susan, this might be good way to impress your guests AND sleep in ;-)

Thanks, Wendi for sharing this and for being my friend all these years, knowing my weaknesses and loving me anyhow.

Proverbs 17:17 A friend loves at all times.

Love,
Nana

Gracie Allen Roast

This is dedicated to my sister Renee who could always make me laugh. She did not give me this receipe but she could have.

Gracie Allen's Classic Recipe for Roast Beef
1 large Roast of beef
1 small Roast of beef

Take the two roasts and put them in the oven.
When the little one burns, the big one is done

*** For those of you who don't know who Gracie was, she was the wife of George Burns. She was known for her straight faced comedy and the orginal "dumb blonde" jokes. Don't you just love people who see life as if they were looking through the eyes of a child?

I Timothy 6:18-19 Let them do good that they may be rich in good works, ready to give, willing to share storing up for themselves a good foundation for the time to come."
That's my sister... generous in all things but especially with her love for others.

Love,
Nana

Nana's apron

Hello everyone,

Today is September 15th and if I was back in my home state of TN I would no doubt be taking the beautiful colors of fall for granted instead of missing them while I am here in the desert. It is strange how we are that way. We miss the little things of our past and hope for things we have not yet experienced.

In the spring of 1994 I decided that someday I was going to write a cookbook and I would call it Nana's Cookbook. I was so certain that I would do this that I had a bakers apron made with the first recipe on it. There was a picture of Paige on it when she was just over a year old. Paige will be 17 this year. How quickly time passes and how easy it is to put our dreams on the back burner. Anyway, for those who might be amused as well as for those who will not "get it", here is my first recipe. Enjoy!

Mothers Kitchen

Ingredients:
1 Little girl
2 Busy hands
2-3 Wooden spoons, pans and bowls
Smidgen of laughter
Heaping helping of Love

Mix all ingredients well in a warm kitchen. Add songs and giggles as needed.
Smother with hugs and kisses. Repeat often. When work is done, store this hour in a safe warm place.

Recipe from Nana's Cookbook
So that was my first recipe. Hope you enjoy the journey with me.

Isaiah 65:it shall come to pass that before they call, I will answer.

Thank you, Lord for knowing my needs, my trials and my joys even before I speak of them.

Love,
Nana

Coincidence

Usually my blog has a recipe and a story. This time, it is just a story of how things sometimes happen that we don't understand but hopefully we never forget.

















Today I am remembering something that started out as a routine day ended up being anything but routine. I was working and decided to take a break and go to a "one day" sale at a local thrift store. Everything was 50% off the regular price and I love a bargain. Soon after I entered the store I noticed a tall exotic looking woman. She wore a colorful turban and I remember thinking how striking her beauty was. Her skin was smooth and bronze colored and her dark hair has hints of silver.

When I was in line to pay for my single item, a pair of pants for my daughter, it was this beautiful woman who came in line behind me. She asked how I was able to fix my hair the way I did. I thought she meant my extra curly bun and told her it was natural.. I just pulled it back and let it do it's thing. She said "no... the silver shining in your hair looks like it was painted on"... oh. She was talking about my grey roots. I remembered something sad for a moment and said "that comes from having children, I guess and too many years of hard work". She took my hand and said "oh no.. never too many years of hard work. You have been and are a blessing to many". Just as I lay the pants down to pay for them, she placed her hand over mine and handed the money to the cashier. With as smile she said "it is paid for". The thought that came immediately to my mind was Jesus final words on the cross... "it is finished". The debt for mankind was paid for including the least of these, me.

Other than to say "thank you", I was speechless. I walked toward the exit in a daze. As I pushed the door to go out I turned to look for her but she was gone. I don't know if she left through another door or if she was an angel sent to remind me that the world is not always as I see it.

It is said that coincidence is when God chooses to remain anonymous. A few days later, I got a postcard in the mail that I will not discuss here but it was hard for me to read the words written in that tiny space. Perhaps it was not a coincidence at all... perhaps I needed to know that He never leaves me and understands that sometimes we have to trust God that things happen for a reason but He sees us as we are and loves us still.

Ester 9:22 "Their sorrows were turned to joy and their mourning into a day of celebration". Blessed be the name of the Lord.

Love,
Nana