After a day of moving and teacher orientations, my sister and brother-in-law joined me for supper on Friday night. Take-away point: cheap, mass-produced, artificial flavor-filled, Fudge Bars from Houchens are a nice compliment to White Zinfandel. Saturday started with our farmers' market, concluded with a family dinner and outdoor-fireplace-sitting at Turner Farm, and library duty and 127 Yard Sale exploration were nestled in between. Take-away point: neat, eclectic "antiquey" yard sales make me smile; trinkets that remind me of county fair, Bon Jovi mirror prizes make me surly and tired. Yesterday I went to church (an upcoming blog post; I know this makes some of your curious), spent the early afternoon at MaMa's getting a tutorial on putting up corn, and concluded the lovely weekend with an ever-entertaining supper at the Morgan homestead. Take-away points: TJ is a master pork chop griller. Fireworks and outdoor fireplaces are awesome. My grandmother just might be my favorite person ever.
I had asked MaMa to help me freeze corn earlier in the week because her creamed corn at Thanksgiving and Christmas is always so delicious (I'm sure it has nothing to do with the bacon grease and butter that's added after thawing). Plus, I just love spending time with my grandmother. She is ridiculously sweet and thoughtful, unassumingly funny, and just an absolute pleasure to be around. And even though she thinks PaPa, or "Pops" as she often adoringly calls him, and Dad were the storytellers of the family, she has a ton of her own that I love hearing. I am trying to be more mindful in my collection of those tales, stories almost always told with a dose of sentiment and a sly smile, but yet, easy-to-follow clarity. MaMa is not one of these "Oh, that's just Grandma rambling. Just smile and nod." grandmas. Both physically and mentally on-point at the age of, well, let's just say she's older than you would guess, MaMa is impressive in all facets of life. Her days are replete with flowers taken care of by her own garden-gloved hands, unexpected acts of kindness for both family and random community members, the adoration and respect of grandkids and great grandkids alike. She is certainly one worthy of documenting in her own right (as were my father and grandfather, but who I regrettably failed to ever record), which is one reason days like yesterday are so important to me.
Write down your own stories. Write down those of the people you love. One day, you'll smile so big at the thought of your grandmother sitting at her kitchen table, adorning an apron and an ear of corn in one hand, paring knife in the other, and explaining how she would eat the first row of your granddad's corn-on-the-cob so he wouldn't lose his teeth in it.
2. Vegetable layer Use any vegetables you like (I usually use squash, zucchini, mushrooms, onions, variety of peppers, eggplant). Slice thinly and sauté in olive oil, garlic, salt/pepper/dried herb mix just until tender. Lay on paper towels to drain. Layer over cheese crust.