I like to turn her show on at about 11:40, so I just catch the fun recipes at the end. Yesterday Quinn came in from class about 10 minutes before her show was over and sat on the couch totally appalled. Her entire recipe was butter, potatoes, more butter, eggs, more butter, white bread, more butter...
It's my favorite way to cook. ;)
This morning she's making massive spicy burgers. They look sooooo good. She grates her onion into her meat instead of chopping it. It's that kind of simple genius that makes me enjoy her show.
That, and the butter...
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Meat loaf for dinner tonight. I'm making a 2.5 pound loaf and I'm wondering how long it will last. We'll probably fry leftovers for sandwhiches tomorrow. How I love fried meatloaf.
Mashed taters and a salad for sides. I'm already looking forward to it. Not sure what I'm doing for lunch yet...
I love making meat loaf because it's NOT an exact science. Chop a little onion, pour in a little worchester, lots of black pepper, some seasoning salt, some bread crumbs, a couple eggs, a couple tablespoons of milk, a pinch of dry mustard, a pinch of garlic...
Mrs. Ray REALLY needs to do something about that neckline. She's grating onions again. wheesh.
And I'm gonna make an extra ton of mashed taters so I can make potatoe cakes for breakfast tomorrow. Quinn's never had them.... they're another nonexact science. A little onion, a little flour, an egg or two, more pepper, more salt....fry in a lot of butter...serve with fried eggs and bacon...mmmmmm.
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Spurgeon this morning was a cry to the sinners, citing the sufferings of Christ and quoting God who will "laugh at the calamity" of the wicked. He summed it up with "Trust in the Son of God and ye shall never die."
It's so easy to forget the simplicity of the love of Christ, but there it is. Trust in Him and ye shall never die. Let Him take care of your sins, your iniquities, your bad habits, your failures, and live. Live in the fulness of the Lord. Live in His joy. Live in freedom, and trust in the Son of God.
My faith has found a resting place
Not in device or creed
I trust the ever living One
For me his wounds shall plead
I need no other argument
I need no other plea
It is enough that Jesus died
And that He died for me
It's enough for me that Jesus saves
This ends my fear and doubt
A sinful soul I come to Him
He'll never cast me out
My great Physician heals the sick
The lost He came to save
For me His precious blood was spilled
For me His life He gave
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