>I’ve thought about posting a recipe each week, Scribbit style. When school is not in session I bake and cook a lot more, so I’ll have more to share very soon. As the garden grows, I’ll have recipes that deal in the fresh ingredients of my backyard, too.
There. That decision’s made. Every Tuesday, a recipe. Here goes:
When we got married, my MIL gave me this book so we could record our favorite family recipes all in one place. Husband and I have done that. The cover has fallen off, but the pages still contain Husband’s guacamole, Great-Grandma Frances’ German potato salad, and much, much more. On my way to finding something else, I came across this.
The young La Petite wrote this. She must have observed me or Husband writing in the family recipe collection and decided that she should do the same. It has all of her favorite letters from the early days (H, M, Q), and it’s grouped (sort of) like words. I don’t have a clear memory of watching her writing this little piece, but it is indeed priceless.
What does it make? No one knows, not even La Petite herself, but it probably tastes like chicken.
>That is so cute!
>I cooked that up once. But I found another pinch of Q would have probably elevated the dish from just okay to outstanding. Would you pass that along?
>Oh I love that you found that! How sweet!
>Perfect!
>Tastes like chicken! I love that little handwriting. My boys – 10 and 14 – still write like that. 🙁
>Favorite letters–that’s a hoot! I vaguely remember a time when I had favorite letters. Kind of . . .long time ago.
>That’s so cute. I love when I come across stuff like that from my kids.
>Very cute!
I came here via club166’s blog. My family started our compost pile last year and our garden this year. I will look forward to any fresh garden recipes, since I hope to be harvesting things I just won’t know what to do with! I made a radish salsa and pickled radish greens last week when I pulled the radishes. I don’t like radishes, but I just had to eat it all, because I grew it with my own two little hands… pride makes you do goofy things I guess. (And I would not pay anyone to eat pickled radish greens… EW. Fresh radish greens were good in my sandwich though!)