Hugs,
Melinda
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Christmas is coming!
Friday, November 18, 2011
WoF Part 5, the end
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Reposting: Lump Free Gravy
And no, it's not canned. I actually got the technique from my Betty Crocker cookbook.
Tip #1: Invest in a good whisk. It's so much easier than a wooden spoon or fork.
Tip #2: Remember your proportions. 2 Tbsp fat, 2 Tbsp flour, 1 cup liquid. For cream gravy, this is 2 tbsp butter or margarine, 2 Tbsp Flour, 1 cup milk. For brown gravy it would be 2 tbsp fat drippings, 2 tbsp flour, 1 cup beef broth or other appropriate liquid.
Tip #3: And this is one of the biggest secrets. When you get ready to make your gravy, put your liquid in the freezer and get it REALLY cold. I have pulled milk out with a ring of milk crystals. It works people!
So..... Put your butter in the pan and melt it on medium high heat. When it is bubbling, whisk in your flour. This mixture is called Roux. When that is bubbling (it sort of looks like pancake batter. Sort of.), then pull your milk out of the freezer and slowly and completely whisk that into your roux. If you are using a whisk, you are almost guaranteed lump free gravy. You almost have to boil this for about a minute to get your gravy.
Now, here is the twist. You sort of have to watch it at this point. You don't want it too thin, but if it boils too long, it will get too thick and be like glue. Remove it from the heat when it is the consistency you like.
Personally, I don't add salt or pepper when I'm making my gravy. My husband doesn't like salt, and I don't like pepper. But if you add nutmeg when you're cooking, this makes the basic bechamel saucein a lot of Italian dishes.
And that's all of my secrets to a perfect lump free cream gravy. Serve over biscuits, toast, whatever your imagination desires. :D
Hugs,
Melinda
WoF Part 4
Saturday, November 12, 2011
More WoF Pictures
There was also a time that we were introduced to "The Porch." Sandi Patty took some time and talked to all of the speakers and let us get to know a little bit about them. That's Sandi on the stairs.
WoF Part 3
WoF Pictures Part 2
Friday, November 11, 2011
WoF Pictures
This is the view you get when you walk into the arena. BEAUTIFUL. I fell in love with it. Especially the blue color.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
WoF Part 2
Women of Faith Conference
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Time flies....
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Wow. It's been a bit.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Summertime treat
I can't take all the credit though. Sweet Pea saw the picture and wanted to make them. Although, I don't recommend using wheat flour. It just doesn't taste right in brownies.
Hugs,
Melinda
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
Breakfast muffin tin
Hugs,
Melinda
Monday, June 06, 2011
Muffin Tin Meal #2
This week we had peanut butter and honey sandwiches, carrot sticks, pretzel sticks, peanut butter for dipping, goldfish crackers, chocolate chips, and a yogurt or jello.
(Please forgive my rotated picture. It's hard to edit on my phone.)
This post is part of Muffin Tin Meals, and is inspiring me to make kid friendly snacks/meals for my children.
Hugs,
Melinda
Thursday, June 02, 2011
Muffin Tin Meals
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Treasures
On a different note, I believe we have two birds nests this year. I can't say for certain, because they are in knotholes in the trees, but all the evidence looks that way.
Hugs,
Melinda
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Alabama, Tornadoes, and Quilting
My mind has been in Alabama tonight. It's amazing how quilting can bring you together even in the worst of circumstances. When my husband was in the military, my oldest daughter and I would travel back and forth between Georgia, Louisiana, and Arkansas. If we were headed to Arkansas, our route took us through Tennessee. If we were headed to Louisiana, we went through Alabama and Mississippi.
And I knew where all the GOOD quilt shops were located on both routes.
One particular day really stands out in my mind. I believe we had stopped at Heart to Heart Quilt Shop in Pell City, AL. It was right after lunch, and we needed a stretch break. We got out, we looked at all the pretty fabric. And then the tornado sirens went off.
The owner was fantastic. She let us stay in the store as long as we needed. We listened to the radio, and she was able to say, "that one was to the north of us," or "that was to the east of us." Then there was "that one just landed where you came from," and then "that one is south of us."
At one point, we were all in the back room, under her longarm quilting machine. My baby was wedged up right next to the bolt of batting. I believe the final count that day was 7 tornadoes in the area. And interestingly, I was able to look up on a chart later, and it turned out that that month of that year (2003 I think) in that spot had the most tornado activity of the whole year. (I had to look it up because Dale thought I had panicked.)
Quilting is more than the fabric and thread. Quilting is what brings us together and makes us friends. I haven't had the chance to go back, but I sincerely hope and pray that they are safe tonight.
Hugs,
Melinda
Monday, April 18, 2011
Duh!
Why is that something I should know but didn't realize? I'm going to be thinking of this for a while, but I wanted to share with you.
Hugs,
Melinda
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Comment Posting
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Things to consider when getting a dog
Punctuality
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Control
My immediate response was, "but I don't want to admit that!" If I admit it, then I admit I have a problem that needs fixing, which means I'm not in control. If I have something that needs to be fixed, then my life is not perfect. No. I would rather pretend that there is no problem, that everything is a-okay, that I am in control. I am happy in my denial.
WAKE UP!
That is not what being a Christian is. If we can't give God control of our lives, if we can't surrender everything to Him... No. If *I* can't surrender everything to Him, even my control, have I really surrendered anything? God wants our total dependence upon Him. The verse in Matthew says that those who are like children shall see God. It isn't their innocence. It's their dependence upon Him.
God wants every part of our lives. He wants our control, He wants the part of your life that you don't even want to admit you need help with. Are you ready? Are you ready to give Him everything? Are you ready to surrender control?
Ezekiel 37:1-ff
Matthew 18:3-4
Hugs,
Melinda
Sent from my iPhone
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
This is where it gets hard
Tuesday, March 08, 2011
14 years ago...
We laugh together, and have lots of fun teasing each other. More importantly, we pray together.
He's always been by my side. He's been my most ardent supporter in anything I wanted to try.
When I was in the 7th grade, I started praying for the man I would one day marry. When I was in the 9th grade, I made of list of everything I wanted in a husband.I love you Dale Hollis, more than I've ever loved anyone before. Because of you, I feel like the most beautiful woman on earth. Thank you for 14 wonderful years.
Friday, March 04, 2011
Dear bloggy diary,
I don't recommend it.
"Be still and know that I am God." That seems to be my theme verse this year. But in my staying busy, am I really learning to know God? How does one be still in order to know God?
(side note to myself: see if you can add <i>italics </i>from your phone.)
Anyway, just a random thought before I fall asleep.
Hugs,
Melinda
Sent from my iPhone
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Honestly
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Cleaning up
Sweet Pea and I were cleaning up their bedroom the other day, and I decided to have a little fun. This is so uncharacteristic of me, that Sweet Pea took a picture.
We had a good day.
Hugs,
Melinda
February 20, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Realization
Friday, February 18, 2011
Obedience Training
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Lazy day
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
February 16, 2010
The saga of the TV
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Nana
The funny thing is that all of my photos of her are on my phone. I have yet to take a picture with a "real" camera! LoL
Anyway, this is our newest family member. Meet Nana.
Hugs,
Melinda
