Several people have asked who my models were for the front cover of my book “Love, Laughter & Losing my Keys.” Well, they are my best friends for five decades including from left Norma Clark Atkins, yours truly who is high on Ensure – seriously, that’s what we are drinking (or was it a Cosmopolitan, I forget) , Brenda Wiygul Chambliss, and Marie Portera.
I made up a recipe to help use up an overabundance of eggplant supplied by
Farmer Sam, whose farm coop up I joined. It turned out so good several friends have requested the recipe. It’s also good if you have any summer tomatoes hanging around but jarred pizza sauce or regular tomato sauce are fine too.
Remember this name: Sarah Thomas, pictured last night at MSU with fellow football official, Jack Vaughan, one of her mentors. She is slender, tall, beautiful, charismatic and smart. She could also be classified as an expert on the mechanics of football. I wonder how she got that way while the rest of us girls were taking selfies and eating chocolate chip cookies in the press box.
I wish you could be in my kitchen about now. It smells like I’m cooking something wonderful and I am, sort of. Farmer Sam, my produce supplier, is still bringing me onions every week. Since I only use about one tablespoon a day on my salad, it was time to have a major onion – cookin’. I put on my onion cooking outfit (my pjs) and got it going.
First, of course, I googled onion recipes and came up with one I consider brilliant. You carmalize them in your crotch pot. (We call it the crotch pot because that’s what my friend Kate calls it).
Not many things I bake turn out all that good. Yesterday I experienced an exception that made by heart sing.
Someone unknown to me at this point, left a whole heap of fresh picked tomatoes on my porch last Sunday. I’m sorry, but I’m a bit selfish when it comes to a ripe homegrown tomato. So rather than share, I’ve been eating BLTs, stewing them up into pasta sauce and yesterday I made a recipe which appears in my book (to be released in September).