Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Eagle Scout Perseverence

Quote of the Day:  from The Eagle Scout by S. Kurtz Hingley
Yes, it's only a pin, just an Eagle Scout Badge,
But the heart that's beneath it is true,
And will throb to the last for the things which are good
A lesson for me - and for you.


Our community celebrated as John Wells received his Eagle Scout badge on Sept. 5.  His mom is my friend.  We know his family, and my boys are in scouts, so we felt connected to this young man and honored to witness his ceremony.  I wiped away a tear more than once as I saw the pride in his parents' eyes and watched them exchange honors and pins.



First, Mom pinned her son.



Then, he pinned her to honor all the work she has done for him that has helped him on his journey to Eagle Scout, and manhood.  The work of fundraising alone deserves a whole dress full of pins.  Christmas wreath, anyone?



He presented his dad with a scout certificate and thanked him for being a Scoutmaster and taking him on all those camp outs, meetings, and adventures. 


Scoutmaster Dad also received a pin.


John received letters of congratulations from state senators, the governor of Minnesota, and from the office of the President of the United States.  The one that impressed Scoutmaster Dad the most was the signed letter by Hank Aaron.  "No one's touching that one," he said.

Although you have help along the journey to Eagle scout: supportive parents, fellow scouts, great leaders, programs organized and instructed by older scouts and adults, to achieve this badge, you must do the work.  You need to commit to your goal.  You can't let a soggy tent, a flat tire, or crummy leaders block your path.  If you're in a patrol that disappears because of lack of members, you join a new patrol, or you go it alone.  If you keep your goal in sight, accept the challenges for what they are and allow them to build your character and make you stronger, you will achieve your goal.  People will put up displays of your struggles and triumphs.  They will take pictures and eat cake and say, "Congratulations on a job well done!" 


No one ever said it would be easy.


But, they did say, "Reaching the top will be worth the climb."

Go, Create, Inspire! 
The top of the mountain is waiting for you to arrive.

Journaling Prompt:  Do you know any Eagle Scouts?  Do you know anyone who has worked hard to achieve a dream?  Write about that person or experience.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Fresh Corn Salad

I've said it before, but I'm going to say it again I love the produce in the area I live.  Not only is there fresh vegetables to be found all summer long, but people love to share their harvests with friends.  My most recent score was a huge box of corn from one of the customers from my work.  He grew the corn himself then brought some into the bank for all of us.  Much like the cherries from earlier in the year my co-workers took what they wanted from the box and I got the rest.
Now, I love corn on the cob but a girl can only eat so much. And aside from the typical, shuck, boil, cut off the cob and freeze method I didn't know what else I was going to do with all this corn.  Then, by mere accident I stumbled onto this corn salad recipe while I was browsing recipes at The Sister's Cafe.  The original came from Ina Garten, and like the sisters I didn't alter it other than reducing the amount of salt. 

Something about the sweet corn, the bite of the onion and the tanginess of the vinegar combining with the fresh basil makes for such a light and refreshing, yet hardy side dish.  We ate it at a family BBQ and the corn paired fabulously with the burgers and brats.  Tomorrow I will post a reader recipe, from one of my co-workers for homemade cream corn.  YUM!

Ina Garten's Fresh Corn Salad
Recipe Source: Ina Garten

5 ears of corn, shucked

1/2 cup small diced red onion (one small onion)
3 Tb cider vinegar
3 Tb good olive oil
1/4 tsp kosher salt
1/2 tsp freshly ground black pepper
1/2 cup julienned fresh basil leaves

In a large pot of boiling salted water, cook the corn for 3 minutes until the starchiness is just gone. I boiled the corn for this salad and also for the freezer all in one pot, hence why I have so many ears.
Drain and immerse it in ice water to stop cooking and set the color. When the corn is cool, cut the kernels off the cob, cutting close to the cob.

Toss the kernels in a large bowl with the red onions, vinegar, olive oil, salt and pepper. Just before serving, toss in the fresh basil. Taste for seasonings and serve cold or at room temperature.

**Cook's Note-This salad doesn't look like much, but trust me it is dense.  Next time I'm going to grill a few of the ears of corn to add some extra flavor.

Total Cost $.59 If I had to buy the corn it may have cost me a little over a dollar
Corn-Free
Onion-$.33
Basil-Free from my garden
Vinegar-$.01
Olive Oil-$.25

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Joy in Unexpected Places

Quote of the Day:  May you find JOY in unexpected places. Katrine Trobisch Stewart, my journaling mentor, author, and speaker

My parents had a VIP guest visiting this week.  My dad's cousin Erling from Norway was over here to attend his 50th high school class reunion.  He was born in Norway and came to Minnesota in the late 50's with his family and graduated from Ada High School in 1960.  He and his family returned to Norway where he lived and worked, married and raised children.  I first met him when he was here for his 25th reunion, and a few years later when I went to Norway while in college.

I wasn't sure I'd make it back to the family farm to see him during his short stay in the States.  But, Mom called on Friday morning and we decided that I could just drive there on Sat., spend the night with them, and then I'd get to see Erling and spend time with family. 

My hesitation was from resisting the three-hour drive, there and back, alone, because my kids were with their dad this weekend.  I would have been happier taking them with me to visit their grandparents and meet a relative "from the Old Country," as they like to put it.

My first stop was in Ada where they said they'd be at some festivities at the fairgrounds/Pioneer Village, a museum location in this small town.  I drove up and few cars were there.  The food was all gone, and the vendors were packing up their booths.  I wandered into the museum to see if my parents were there.  No. Then, I noticed people walking into the old church.  Well, if my parents would be anywhere it would be the church.  I walked in and heard a gorgeous string quartet starting the first strains of a concert.  I moved in farther.  A man in the back pew whispered that there was seating up front.  I didn't want to interrupt the concert, nor push my way forward, so I whispered back, "Thanks, I'm looking for my parents."

I didn't see my parents, but I did spot my Godparents, and the music was pure sweet goodness, so I stood back, took out my camera for a silent/flashless photo, and enjoyed.


They are the 8th Street String Quartet, the "all star" ensemble of the Fargo-Moorhead Symphony Orchestra.  Dr. Benjamin Sung talked to us in between songs to give us the story behind the pieces - one of my favorite things!  I particularly liked the Quartet in F Major, Op. 96, "American" by Antonin Dvorak.  He was inspired to write this piece after visiting the United States, even as this nation was building itself.  I could hear the vastness of our country in the strains of music.  Ah, Joy in a very unexpected place.  Plus, I got a photo with my Godmother, Clarice.


Then, I had dinner with my sister, her husband and his parents - a delicious spread of soup, sandwich meat, chicken salad, smoked salmon, variety of cheeses, and lots of candied almonds!  I slept like a baby at Mom & Dad's house and went to our little country church where the pianist raised the rafters with her grandious playing, and we were leanin' and swayin' on our way out to "What a fellowship, what a joy divine, leanin' on the everlasting arms!"


More food.  My neice Holly and I were celebrating our birthdays with chocolate cake and fry-bread tacos (Thanks, Nancy!).


Holly's a model for her friend's clothing designs and they used her picture for the advertising postcard.


Here's the celebrity of the hour, Erling, holding the little tractor that my uncle carved for him.  My Uncle David, my mom's brother, worked with him on a farm when Erling lived here. 


Erling and my dad.  I think they're talking farming and offspring.  Erling asked when I planned to come back to Norway.  I'd love to bring my kids there some day.  When Nancy goes there for her dream stay, I'll take the boys with me to visit her and all the relatives in the Old Country.



Bye, Erling!  Hope to see you soon!


Journaling Prompt:  Write a bit about your family history.  What countries were home to your relatives?  How did you get to where you are today?

Saturday, September 11, 2010

BBQ Rib Recipe and Birthday Fun

Quote of the Day:  lyrics from Good in the Kitchen performed by Bearfoot:  Click on the song title to hear them performing it, living room style.  It's a cute ditty.

If you want to see my recipe, make it good in the kitchen, good in the kitchen, and get ready to eat...I'll bring the biscuits, you bring jambalaya...doobie doobie doobie do waaayy...

I wanted BBQ spareribs on my birthday, so I went to the grocery, where they were on sale!  A home-made sauce is so much better than the presoaked ribs you can buy at the stores in my neck of the woods.  I found this recipe in the First Lutheran Church Cookbook.  Those church ladies always share their best recipes.  This one comes from the kitchen of Margareth.

Barbecued Spareribs
2 T. vinegar
2 T. brown sugar
4 T lemon juice (or lime juice if that's what's in your fridge)
1 c. ketchup
3 T. Worchestershire sauce
1/2 c. water
Sauted onions
salt & pepper to taste

Brown ribs, pour sauce over, and bake at 300 for about two hours. 


A photo before baking.  After baking, they were falling off the bones delicious and disappeared quickly along with the mashed potatoes.  We finished off the meal with some birthday brownies.


I also had coffee with a friend, and lunch out with my boys.  They gave me three journals, a book, a CD, and large glasses for when we have rootbeer floats.

Painting by Art by JeMA.



 
Fried ice cream.


Food Art


And, a visit from two neighbor piano girls who offered to deliver Koolade to me on my birthday, "We'll just need a quarter," they said.






I've had a great week, celebrating one more year of life, sending my sons off to school and all the adventures a new school year brings, and reclaiming some creative space.  I'm halfway through Act 3 of my coffee shop drama.  I can smell the coffee of intermission.  It's getting closer.

And, to all of you, claim your own creative space - Go, Create, Inspire!

Journaling Prompt:  How would you like to spend your birthday?

French Bread

I'm going to keep this post simple just like this bread is.

I love it for three simple reasons,
  1. As bread recipes go, it is easy to make
  2. It is flavorful with a light texture (Heavenly with butter or olive oil and balsalmic vinegar)
  3. I can make many other recipes from this french bread (baked french toast, crostinis, and bread pudding to name a few.)
French Bread
Recipe Source:The Sisters Cafe  

2¼ c. warm water

2 Tbsp sugar
1 Tbsp instant yeast
1 Tbsp salt
2 Tbsp oil
5 ½ -6 cups flour-stirred before measured

First dissolve sugar and yeast in the warm water. Let this proof—or sit for a few minutes until it bubbles. Then add salt, oil and 3 cups of flour and beat well  Add in 2 1/2 -3 more cups of flour. The dough should clean off the sides of the bowl and not be too sticky. Knead for a few minutes.

Leave the dough in the mixer to rest for 10 minutes and then stir it down (turn on your mixer for 10 seconds) and then allow to rest another 10 minutes. Repeat for a total of 5 times.

Turn dough onto a floured surface and knead it 2 or 3 times to coat with flour. Divide into 2 equal parts. Roll each part into a 9x13 rectangle. Roll dough up, starting from long edge of loaf to seal (just like Cinnamon Rolls.)
Arrange seam side down on large baking sheet that’s been sprinkled with corn meal, allowing room for both loaves. Repeat with second part of dough. With a sharp knife, cut 3 gashes at an angle on the top of each.
Cover lightly; allow to rise 30 minutes. Brush entire surface with egg wash (one egg beaten slightly with 1 Tbsp of water). If desired, sprinkle with sesame seads. Bake for 30 minutes at 375. Cool on racks

NOTE: For a crustier loaf, a pan of hot water may be set on bottom of oven while bread is baking. Or throw ice cubes into the bottom of your oven periodically to create steam.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Autumn Apple Pie with Warm Cinnamon Sauce


I love everything about apple season. Apples are so perfect, so classic. And they never fail to remind me of childhood. I was born and raised in Michigan and, to me, fresh apples just seem like the distilled essence of a Michigan autumn--evocative in the nicest way.



In fact, if I were taking a word-association test and had to respond to the word "fruit," I'm quite sure I'd  blurt out "apple!" without missing a beat. They have such perennial appeal, and they're naturally portable. It's as if each one comes in its own protective little suitcase, making it travel-friendly. It wants to go where you go.


While not a single leaf in these parts has yet turned golden nor burnished red, and neighborhood school-kids have barely had time to crack open their textbooks or sharpen new pencils, I needed to make an apple pie. Not a grand model of complexity, mind you. Just a great hearty pie, served along with a warm, gently spicy, cinnamon sauce. What could be better than that?


About this recipe . . .

This isn't a complicated pie to put together, and it doesn't require a lot of time--both are factors in its favor. The crust, in my experience, is just about foolproof and, as it bakes, turns the loveliest color. The filling is neither time consuming nor does it require any exotic ingredients.


A wedge of this pie is completely satisfying on its own--no question about it. But drape it with a spoonful of the buttery cinnamon sauce and it takes on an added dimension that sets it apart. Really, really good pie!



I borrowed from a couple sources in making this pie. The crust recipe is from Apple Pie Perfect, by Ken Haedrich, and the filling recipe was inspired by one in Carole Walter's book Great Pies & Tarts. I could spend hours (and come to think of it I guess I have!) immersed in Walter's many cookbooks. They're amazing.


The sauce was just something I experimented with after looking at the directions for basic sweet sauces in a number of places; it's elementary and is one of those things, kind of like ganache, that hardly seems to require a formal recipe.



Autumn Apple Pie with Warm Cinnamon Sauce

(For a printable version of this recipe, click here!)

Ingredients for the crust:
3 cups All-Purpose flour (I used unbleached)
2 Tbsp. granulated sugar
3/4 tsp. salt (I used kosher)
3/4 cup cold unsalted butter, cut into chunks
1/4 cup cold vegetable shortening, cut into chunks
1/2 cup very cold water

To make the crust:
In the large bowl of a food processor, place the flour, sugar, and salt. Pulse several times to mix. Take off the lid and toss in the butter chunks. Pulse again, about 6 times, to cut the butter in. Again remove the lid and, using a fork, fluff up the mixture, scraping down to the bottom of the bowl. Toss in the shortening cubes and pulse about 6 times, then take off the lid, scrape the bottom, and fluff again with a fork.

Drizzle only about half of the cold water in and pulse 6 times. Fluff the dough again with a fork, then sprinkle in the remainder of the water. Pulse a few more times, until the dough begins to clump together. Dump it out into a clean mixing bowl.

Test the texture of the dough by squeezing a bit of it in your hand. If it's too dry and won't hold together, sprinkle in a tiny bit more water, one teaspoon at a time, working it in gently with your fingers. When the dough holds together, divide it into two pieces, one slightly larger than the other, shape each into a ball, and flatten the balls into disks about 1" thick. Wrap the disks in plastic wrap and chill them in the fridge for about an hour or so. While the dough is chilling, make the apple filling.

(*If you'd prefer to make the dough entirely by hand, use a pastry blender and a large mixing bowl to combine the ingredients, following the same general steps above in the same order. After you've cut in the butter, the dough should be in bits about the size of split peas. After you've cut in the shortening, the dough should be in smaller bits, perhaps the size of coarse cornmeal.)

Ingredients for the apple filling:

Approximately 7 to 9 large apples (I used some Granny Smiths, and a few nice Honey Crisps, but you should use any nice, firm, baking apples that you prefer. I've also had great luck in the past with really fresh Gala apples. I believe this is a good pie to experiment with, in this regard. I used probably 9 apples and my pie was piled high!)
1 Tbsp. fresh lemon juice
3/4 light brown sugar (not firmly packed)
1/4 cup granulated sugar
3 Tbsp. cornstarch
1 tsp. ground cinnamon (or a little more if you adore the stuff! I adore it . . .)
1/8 tsp. ground, or a few scrapings of grated whole, nutmeg (I used grated; use with discretion--this stuff's powerful!)
1 Tbsp. unsalted butter

To make the filling:
Peel apples and cut into 1/4 inch slices, dropping them into a large mixing bowl. Toss the pieces with the lemon juice. In a small bowl, combine the sugars, cornstarch, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Don't add this to the fruit yet-- just set it aside.

* * * * 

Preheat oven to 400 degrees, and place a rack in the lower third of the oven. Brush the inside of a 9" pie plate with a light coating of soft unsalted butter. Remove just the larger ball of dough from the fridge, unwrap it, and place it on a lightly flour-dusted work surface. Roll the dough into a 13" circle and place it carefully into the pie plate; try not to stretch it in the process. Trim the edge so you have an overhang of up to one inch.


Ingredients for egg wash (to brush on inside of pie shell and on top of top-crust before baking):
white only from one large egg
1 tsp. water

To make the egg wash:
Whisk the egg white and water together with a fork. Using a pastry brush, brush the bottom, sides, and edge of the raw pie shell lightly with the mixture.

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Now, pour the sugar mixture into the apples and stir to coat the pieces.



Shovel your apples into your pie shell, mounding them high in the center. Dot the fruit with bits of the 1 Tbsp. of butter.

* * * * 

Roll out the second disk of dough into a 13" circle and place it over the fruit. Trim the edge of the dough, and seal the edges together by crimping it closed with your fingers or with the tines of a fork, as you prefer. Cut a few small vents in the top crust to release steam. Gently brush the top crust with more of the egg wash, and then sprinkle the crust with a few pinches of plain granulated sugar or cinnamon sugar.



To keep the edges of the pie from burning in the oven, cover them with foil shaped to fit. (My trick is to take a square of foil about 13" x 13",  fold it into quarters into a smaller square, then I cut a large wedge shape out of the inner section. If done right, when I unfold it I end up with a nice round hole in  the middle of a  border of  foil that can be placed atop my crust and gently secured on the outer edges so it won't shift around. I find this is quicker and much less cumbersome than trying to shape random strips of foil around the edge of a pie.)

Place the pie in the oven. About 20 minutes into baking, place a baking sheet beneath; this will help prevent the bottom from burning. Check the pie again periodically; if the top crust appears to be browning quickly, lightly place a sheet of foil atop it and leave it there until the pie is done. Peek also at the edges of the pie to check if they're browning; if they're not, remove the foil border about ten minutes towards the end of the baking time.

Depending in part upon the type of apples you used, your pie may take 40 to 55 minutes. There should be bubbling evident through the vents, and the pie should be golden all over before you decide it's done. If you like softer fruit, plan to bake the pie on the longer side.

Let the pie cool on a rack for at least three hours before cutting.  Make the cinnamon sauce while you're waiting.

 
Ingredients for the cinnamon sauce:
1 and 1/2 cups water
3 Tbsp. unsalted butter
1/2 cup brown sugar, light or dark
1 and 1/2 tsp. ground cinnamon
1 Tbsp. cornstarch
1 Tbsp. water


Dissolve the cornstarch with the 1 Tbsp. of water in a very small bowl. Stir until it's smooth.


In a small sauce pan, combine the 1 and 1/2 cups water, butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon. Bring to a low boil, then turn the fire down and let it simmer for a few minutes, stirring frequently. Stir a couple spoonfuls of this hot mixture into the cornstarch mixture to temper it; then pour this back into the sauce pan and stir continually on low heat until the sauce thickens. Strain the sauce into a bowl to remove any lumps. Serve it warm, spooned over slices of the baked apple pie.





*If you like this recipe, but you want to guarantee that there's not a lot of juice in the baked pie, I recommend you check out this apple pie post I did last year. It's a more involved and time consuming process (you precook the fruit for a while, etc.) but it produces a truly exceptional pie.

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Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Muffins, Brothers, and the First Day of School

Quote of the Day:  And let me tell you, you boys of America, that there is no higher inspiration to any man to be a good man, a good citizen, and a good son, brother, or father, than the knowledge that you come from honest blood. - John Sergeant Wise


 
This is actually our second "First Day" of School.  The oldest, Bobby, didn't go on the first "First Day" because he's a junior and the juniors and seniors get the first day off so that the sophomores have a day in the high school for orientation.
 
So, on our second "First Day" of School, I made the traditional blueberry muffins.  As I explained to my guys, "Eating blueberry muffins on the first day of school is a tradition that goes back for generations in the Aalgaard family."  Then, I told them about walking the long driveway to the mailbox on my parents' farm to wait for the bus.  When it was really cold out, my dad would stand by the window and watch for the bus lights, then holler, "The bus is coming!"  When it flooded, we walked to the bridge over our big ditch in big rubber boots, or if it was really deep, Dad would drive us up the road on his tractor.
 
 
 

My boys have their own wheels.



The big one drives.



The three younger ones bike to the middle school, nearby.  No more stops at the elementary school for me.  My babies are growing up...sigh.

Today, I will claim my creative space.  I'm wearing my Scriptfrenzy t-shirt and I'm off to The Coco Moon to write Act 3 of my drama, Coffee Shop Confessions.

We all have learning and work to do.

Go, Create, Inspire!

Journaling Prompt:  Write about a school memory.  Where did you go?  Were you ever the new kid?  What mode of transportation got you there?  Did you have a unique experience like tutoring, home-schooling on the road, or study abroad?