Mother's Day - A Royal EventWritten by Arleen M. Kaptur
Mother's Day is truly a Holiday for that very special person in your life that has catered to, taken care of, and brought you to where you are today! She has served countless meals, washed thousands of dishes, kissed hundreds of "owies" and has been there to hold your hand for those monumental catastrophes as well as little "molehill" disappointments . While you may not have agreed with everything she did or say, you could always count on her love and care. Serve her royally, give her only very best, and watch delight in her eyes. Enjoy! MONTH OF MAY OMELET 2 cups of her favorite springtime fruit, such as strawberries, bananas, pears, early peaches, blue- berries, etc. 1/3 cup plain yogurt 2 tbs. honey 1/4 tsp. ground cinnamon 1 tbs. butter 2 eggs, well beaten 2 ozs. mild cheddar cheese, grated Edible flowers for garnish In a small bowl, stir together yogurt and honey. Gently add cinnamon. Set mixture aside. Melt 1 tbs. butter in a pan over medium heat. Pour in well beaten eggs.. As ends of omelet begin to dry, lift it gently so that re- mainder of egg mixture can cook. Remove omelet to a warm plate. Sprinkle mild cheddar onto cooked omelet. Place under broiler for 1 min. until cheese is melted and eggs are done. Spread 1-1/2 cups of fruit mixture onto omelet. Top with a dollop of yogurt mixture. Fold omelet over fruit. Spoon remaining fruit over folded omelet. Garnish with a spoonful of yogurt and edible flowers. Not only great tasting, and very special, but beautiful to behold as well . With this omelet, serve a fresh, hot cup of coffee or tea (with lemon slice).
| | Help! The Dog Ate My Ice Cream ~ Thoughts on Memorial DayWritten by Candyce Fulford
I remember Memorial Day celebrations from my childhood. This was day that signaled beginning of summer! As parents grumbled about us being out of school for so long, we kids were planning games like "Kick-The-Can" marathons well into night hours. But first, we had to get that dreaded 'parade' over with! You know parade I mean. That Memorial Day parade, where we had to stand for what seemed like HOURS in hot sun all dressed in our clean and pressed Girl Scout uniforms, while some unknown dignitary spoke volumes about unknown soldiers and fallen comrades. How boring it all was to a ten-year-old girl. And, what did all of that have to do with me? In wake of September 11th, (2001), I see evidence every day that brings to life that unknown dignitary's words. It may be bravery I see in faces of those who now face disaster, as they enter burning and crumbling buildings. It may be pride I feel when I see my young granddaughter rise and place her hand over her heart whenever and where ever she hears "The Star Spangled Banner" being played. Memorial Day now holds such a different definition. We are living in a changed world, and it took a great shock to our nation for us to realize just how changed it has become. Patriotism has been reborn! In our small New Hampshire town, every pick-up truck worth its name flies 'Old Glory'. It is no longer considered 'corny' to stop and be silent as National Anthem is being played at sporting events. Even high school senior class has changed its class colors to red, white and blue.
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