El Reno Road Trip

We embarked on a quick road trip to El Reno, Oklahoma to pick up Christmas toys for the children that come to the community center where I work. My Grandmother donated and collected donations for the kids. She, my Grandmother is truly a special person. She is so selfless and gives freely.

I scored a vintage Bulova out of the trip.

On the way back to Dallas, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful the sky appeared as the sun was setting. There were so many shades of blue, lavender, yellow, and orange. It was absolutely stunning.

Food Memories

For the past three days I have had a "craving" for the potatoes that both my Mother and Grandmother cooked for me as a child. They are not whipped, mashed, au gratin, baked, or scalloped. They are not sauteed in white wine, red wine vinegar, or any other liquid accompaniment. They are simple. They are delicious and they are fried in oil with onions, salt, and pepper. I am quite sure my Mother and Grandmother added their own spices; however, I will never know what spices they were.

I haven't cooked these potatoes in a long time and for the life of me can't remember ever cooking them for my family. I decided that tonight was the night to feed my craving and prepare these for my family ( I wish Dave could have tried them). I filled the skillet with cooking oil, threw in red and yellow onions, added bell pepper, and tossed in the potatoes. I added salt and pepper as they cooked and said a prayer that they turned out just as I remembered. They did. ~e~