Oh, Sourdough

I have sourdough starter in my freezer. I plan to thaw it and get started baking sourdough bread. Someday.

I planned to start last fall. Thanksgiving is a big deal in our family, and we host at our house, so I decided to wait until after Thanksgiving to get the starter out and, well, start it.

Then cancer hit. Mammogram with suspicious results, followed by ultrasound, followed by biopsies. The timing wasn’t the greatest – is there ever a good time for cancer? Nope. I had the biopsies the Friday before Thanksgiving, and the doctor told me I’d hear results in three to five days. Business days, I was sure, and given that my biopsies were late in the day on a Friday, followed by a short holiday week, I resigned myself to the possibility that I wouldn’t know until after the festivities.

The diagnosis came the day before Thanksgiving. Wednesday morning.

The sourdough starter stayed in the freezer.

The month of December was full of appointments, scans, blood tests, and more appointments. Surgery finally came on December 31.

The sourdough starter remained in its corner of the freezer.

January included follow-up appointments, more blood tests, scans, and tissue tests, followed by meetings with two new doctors: radiologist and oncologist. Good news: no chemo needed! News news: radiation recommended. Another appointment to set up and prepare for radiation – and then waiting two to three weeks for the phone call that will schedule my radiation visits.

Today marks two weeks from that appointment. No phone call yet, and the sourdough starter still waits in the freezer.

When I’m done with radiation and start maintaining with medication, etc., I’ll start my post-cancer regimen with a new project: sourdough bread.

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Eating the Opponent: Chicago Bears

My calendar is filling up with more appointments than I’m used to having. Not all are cancer related – one is for my new hearing aids. Yippee! I get excited when a new pair of hearing aids is ready. I update my Ears, as I call them, every seven or eight years, depending on my needs. It’s nice to have something positive coming up.

As life goes on, so does Eating the Opponent. This week my Packers face the Chicago Bears, and lo and behold, the Bears are playing well this season! Yikes! We approached the game with Chicago style hot dogs – all beef franks dragged through the garden, as they say.

No ketchup. Nope.

The dill pickles are homemade (mine, of course), and the jalapeno pepper came from my own garden. (I skipped the pepper. I’m not a spicy hot person.)

On Saturday we’ll pick up our order of Bear Claws pastries from the local bakery. Bear Claws and coffee should set us up for a Sunday afternoon victory.

As always, Go! Pack! Go!

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Crock Pots and Me

I remember a day when I asked Chuck to bring up the two biggest crock pots from the basement so I could begin processing tomato sauce. My sister-in-law asked, “Daisy, how many crock pots do you have?”

I couldn’t answer immediately. I had to think about it. Back in the heyday of the Mom Blogs there was a blog called Crock Pot 365; her goal was to use a slow cooker of some type or size every day for a year. I loved her recipes. Me? I don’t use them every day, but I do use them often.

On the left: butternut squash, simmering until suppertime. I’ll serve it mashed with butter and brown sugar.

On the right: the Little Dipper, with a chopped apple and caramel. A side dish with lunch.

How many do I own? Let’s see: three large (6 quart), two medium (3 or 4 quart size), the Little Dipper, and a Medium Dipper (2 quart). That’s seven – and that’s not counting the old one in the garage that we don’t use for food. It’s handy for a number of tasks.

Could I use a slow cooker every day for a year? Maybe. I’m more likely to pull out the big ones for canning projects like broth or tomato sauces. The 3 and 4 quart sizes are the ones I use the most. Chili, soups, fall basics. Today, butternut squash. During apple season, the Little Dipper is handy. Today it holds one large Honey Crisp apple, chopped, and a spoonful of caramel for a topping. Not only can this apple treat be a side dish, but I’ve added caramel apples like these to oatmeal or Dutch baby pancakes. Yum!

Eating the Opponent: New York Giants still remains. Since the Giants actually play in New Jersey, we’re going to start with Jersey Bagels. New York style pizza is an option, but we’ve had a lot of pizza lately. We might want to go a different route. Stay tuned, readers. Our Packers seem to need all the help they can get.

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Enchiladas from Home

Sorry, folks. No picture. We did, however, get back into the routine of Eating the Opponent this week. The Packers play the Arizona Cardinals, so I brought out my binder and let Chuck (chief cook at our house) take a look. He almost chose a chicken dish, and then decided to shift gears and go with enchiladas.

He seasoned the ground beef with my home-grown green onions and jalapeno peppers. My hot peppers are still growing, thanks to climate change. After wrapping up the enchiladas and placing them in the pan, he poured my homemade and home canned enchilada sauce over them. This enchilada sauce is yet another way to use tomatoes and stock the pantry shelves. The grated cheese, of course, included good Wisconsin varieties: mozzarella and cheddar.

No picture (I forgot, oops), but the enchiladas were delicious. Even though Chuck cooked them, I had a hand in the process with my home grown ingredients and made from scratch sauce.

Go! Pack! Go!

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Guerrilla Gardening or Scavenging Squirrels

Ah, guerrilla gardening. Not gorilla, the animal, but planting and growing in a surprising and sneaky manner. Guerrilla gardening takes a name from guerrilla warfare, also surprising and sneaky.

I was pulling out weeds, mostly burdock, when I yanked on one that wouldn’t come out from the ground next to a walkway board.

It’s not burdock.

Burdock? Nope. Kale? Nope. Either way, I did not plant anything here. The board is old and rotting, so if I’d dropped a random seed in it, something may have come up. But this? This is more than an accidentally dropped seed.

Surprise! It’s turnips.

I definitely didn’t plant turnips here. I blame the squirrels or chipmunks, those tricky little furballs. Some tiny critter moved seeds or ate seeds and pooped them into this cozy little spot. And they grew. Grew and grew and grew.

I enlisted Chuck’s help with a crowbar and harvested the surprising batch of turnips. They became part of a stew later on.

Despite the weeds taking over most of the garden (courtesy of our late June early July vacation), we didn’t get to harvest much this season. But turnips? Turnips are tough. I pulled up quite a few, including the random guerrilla-planted turnips under the board.

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Eating the Opponent: Dallas

I looked through my binder for Eating the Opponent, and we had a few recipes that worked for the Dallas Cowboys. Cowboy beans, for example, the dish we call Calico Beans outside of the NFL season, is easy to cook. Amigo reminded us that Papa Murphy’s Take and Bake Pizza has a Cowboy Pizza, too. Then Chuck remembered that he had made Texas Chili in the crock pot, and it was delicious.

And then we went out to lunch for our Fun Day Friday and found this on the menu.

Cowboy Chicken Sandwich

We made cider that afternoon, so Texas Chili in the crock pot was the perfect solution. Go! Pack! Go!

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Eating the Opponent: Cleveland

“Eating” the Cleveland Browns wasn’t easy. Cleveland, dear readers, has a lot in common with Milwaukee. My Internet searches found references to Lake Erie perch or cod. Would a Lake Michigan fish fry count? It’s Great Lakes fish. Pierogies and polska kielbasa were options, too. I found terrific pierogies at a Polish deli in Milwaukee when I was bunny-sitting for La Petite. I’m certain we have a polska kielbasa in ring bologna form in our freezer.

Then we found the Polish Boy sandwich. Polish sausage, with coleslaw and French fries piled on it, topped with barbecue sauce. Nope. This pile of foodstuffs, no matter how yummy, wasn’t going to cut it in our house.

We cut down the Polish Boy to a simple Polish sausage on a bun with pierogies on the side. We got our pierogies from the grocery store because we weren’t going to be in Milwaukee this week. Added a fresh peach from the farm stand, and that was supper.

We made an effort, Packers. Jordan Love and company will need to do the rest. Go! Pack! Go!

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Herb Garden in a Cooler

We have a local chapter of the Buy Nothing Project, and I love it. I’ve given things away, and I’ve gotten some awesome items as well. Here’s one of my favorites. Someone posted the cooler, explained that they could no longer use it, and I shared the picture with Chuck. “Wouldn’t this make a great planter? Maybe herbs on the deck, right outside the kitchen door?”

Long story short, we expressed interest, the donor said yes, and we picked it up on our way home from Fun Day Friday lunch. The donor apologized for not cleaning it out, and when I explained how we planned to use it, she was relieved.

The fun piece of trivia: the donor is a tennis coach at the small college downtown, my alma mater.

Cooler turned Herb Garden

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Eating the Opponent is Back!

September 11. Packers are playing the Washington Commanders. This brings back memories of the first Monday Night Football game after the September 11 attack which was – Washington at Green Bay.

But back to 2025. We’re eating the opponent with a crock full of Senate Bean Soup tonight. The recipe is simple, and you can look up variations online. I kept it fairly straightforward, with dried beans and a ham bone to start out.

It tastes as good as it looks. Go! Pack! Go!

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Eating the Opponent – The Tradition Continues

The New Orleans Saints were beating the Packers 17-0 when Chuck’s cousin in Texas posted “Did y’all forget to eat the opponent? What happened to the Packers?”

No, we didn’t forget. We had rice and beans with Andouille sausage (yum!) for supper, and we’d ordered Cajun specialties at a nearby pub for lunch on Friday. The Packers just weren’t showing up – yet.

Those of you who follow the NFL know the rest. Jordan Love led the Packers in a dramatic comeback win, 18-17.

This week, we’re working on Detroit. The Lions look good this year (wow), so I hope the Packers show up for all four quarters. We did our part with pasties (good Yooper main dish from the Upper Peninsula) followed by Coney Dogs the next day, with Vernor’s Ginger Ale (first served in Detroit) to drink.

Milwaukee Brewers are playoff bound. It’s early in the season for the Packers, but it’s never too early to start winning. Go! Pack! Go!

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