{ This Moment }

 {This Moment} ---. A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savour and remember.  

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

Inspired by  SouleMama  

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ The Help --- An afternoon at the movies }

I received a nice little invite in my FB message box from a fellow mom at my daughter's school. It was an invite to go see the new movie, The Help, on a Tuesday afternoon while the kiddos are in school. What better way to see a "Chick Flick" than with other ladies while our kids are in school. I ask you? I felt kind of sneaky and naughty indulging in a movie with fellow moms in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon. I could totally get use to it! The popcorn, diet coke, and Milk Dudes never tasted better! 
I had read the book, The Help, by Katheryn Stockett quite some time ago when another friend suggested it to me as a great read. And  OMGosh, she was right! I had enjoyed it sooo much, I did a blog post about it at the time (I am re-adding that blog post to the end of this one). It is very VERY very rare that a movie is as good as the book. But, in this case, The Help movie is as awesome as The Help book. Put on your pearls, white gloves, and pillbox hat and go see this movie! Oh, and you'll never forget Minnie's "special" chocolate pie. It includes more than just Mexican Vanilla Extract!

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Here is a link to the original post I made about the book.


http://mynameiskirstennotkristen.blogspot.com/2010/09/book-ology.html

I cannot put this book down!  The Help, by Kathryn Stockett, is about a group of high society white women and the black women who work as their housekeepers and Nannies. The backdrop is deep south Mississippi during 1960 when racial tensions are boiling and change is in the wind. One white woman, Skeeter, pursues her writing ambitions by secretly interviewing the black women who work day in and day out as the housekeepers of some of the town's socialites. If she or the housekeepers get caught, it could be dire consequences. Stockett's, The Help, evolves beautifully and many times heartbreakingly. It takes the reader back to a time when women wore white gloves to church, enjoyed casseroles after a game of Bridge, and where last names of families either opened or closed doors. But, under the crisp clean exterior of the families, the housekeepers see what really goes on behind closed doors and share this with Skeeter along with their opinions and emotions on segregation and racial tensions. I find myself thinking about this book throughout the day and thinking about the characters. Each time I sit to pick up on the story where I last left off, I get lost in the world of 1960 Mississippi. 

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten
S.W.A.K.

{ A Bushel and a Peck...of Peaches }

Sweet Georgia Peaches! One of my favorite things about summer is stopping off at roadside fruit stands and taking advantage of the season's locally farm grown produce. The Georgia state line is about an hour north of us which means we get to enjoy fresh picked Georgia peaches throughout the summer. I love how the peaches sit  warming in the sun. I love fruit best when it is warmed by the sun. A peach in particular is like biting right into a slice of cobbler b/c the sun has warmed it and brought all those juices to the surface. It's like taking a bite of summer. Pure peach bliss!

I love you a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck, 

and a hug around the neck. (in my best Doris Day voice)

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten
 S.W.A.K.

{ Memory Lane }

I've discovered something I know I knew already especially from first hand experience--People love to stroll down memory lane....wait, I should capitalize it....Memory Lane. There that makes more sense because I believe it is a real street and not only do people like to stroll down it, but, some run full force down Memory Lane as if they had been lost and were so relieved to get back to their starting point again. Others like to stand on the corner of Memory Lane and Progress Blvd and appreciate the view.

I started a Facebook group called "You Know You Grew Up in Glenbrook Valley When..." and "You Know You Went To St. Christopher's Catholic School When..." and they have taken off like thoroughbreds out of the gate. They have each quickly grown like a chia pet into a really nice collection of nostalgia; each post and memory jogging someone else's memory and it all unfolds like the plastic photo holder in the wallets people bring to reunions. It's surprising to see which memories seem to be amongst the more treasured ones (although each memory is a treasure) such as when all of us remember digging for crawdads after a hurricane or storm in the eastment behind my street. So many of us remember when our post WWII neighborhood was the highlight of the Christmas season as so many cars back then would create a traffic nightmare as they cruised through our street to see the Christmas lights on our modern mid-century homes. Our lives in Glenbrook Valley were a collage of playing outside til the street lights came on and the scent of dinners being made wafting through the streets. Interestingly, many of  today's prominent well-known and loved chefs and restaurant owners grew up in Glenbrook Valley. It was a great place to grow up. A true slice of American Pie.

The other Facebook group, "You Know You Went To St. Christopher's Catholic School When" has been like digging up a time capsule with friends. Gosh, how those memories come flooding back! I went there from kindergarten to 8th grade, as most students did, and didn't realize how much I remembered and how much I'd forgotten until I started reading posts from fellow friends and classmates from St. Chris. Some teachers stick out in our memories more than others such as the dreaded Ms. Horton who was like that scary teacher in the book, Miss Nelson is Missing. Others we remember fondly like Mrs. Houlihan and her collection of owl necklaces and Mrs. Branch who read us a little bit of James and the Giant Peach each day and we'd lay our heads on our cool desks and listen. And, we all remember the hot lunches....ohhhhh, those yummy hot lunches made daily by some of our moms.

 Another thing I know I knew already, but, was reminded of when I started these two groups is Memory Lane looks different for each generation. The current generation won't remember the Eagles grocery store and how most families bought their Christmas trees there or how the chips and dip from Casa Ole were the best in the area.

The current students at St. Christophers won't remember that we were once called the Travelers and our mascot was the Roadrunner. Nor will they remember Ms. Maddy, our custodian, and how we'd all wave hi and holler, "Hi, Miss Maddy!" and she'd stop her mopping or sweeping and wave back making us feel special.

In full, we have our valued and often comical memories of those times individually and collectively. I have no doubt Memory Lane is paved with yellow bricks and sometimes it is nice to click our heels and return briefly to those times when there really was No Place Like Home.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Seven Links Project }

Now that I'm back from the great country of Texas and my bags are unpacked, I am back into blogging mode. A fellow blogger/friend, Annie, over at chocolateannie.blogspot.com, nominated me to be part of a 7 Links Project. I was surprised, honored, and THRILLED. Her blog, Moving On, chronicles her adventures with her family as they move from England to Spain. I love her blog for various reasons: her writing, the beautiful landscape pics of Spain, the telling of various adventures in trying to find a home, stories about places and outings, olive oil, wine,  and getting to know someone and their family across the miles. Plus, you just gotta love her good ol' fashioned English humor in her posts. So, as you can see, I was pleased to no end when she told me about my nomination. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Seven Links Project was started by Katie over at Trip Base .
Here is how it works
1. The Blogger is nominated to take part by another blogger
2. He/she publishes their 7 links on their own blog. One link for each category.
3. He/she nominates up to five more bloggers to take part.


I reflected on this quite a bit while on the long drive to and from Texas. It was nice to go digging through my blog and here is what I found......


My Most Beautiful Post
{ Project Keep Flower Alive For Mommy...and Quick Fixes }  Visually, I am most pleased with the first photo in this post of a simple pale pink gerbera daisy hanging on by it's last limb, so to speak, in a vial of water. I like the colors and tones of the pic and most of all, I like the memory it recalls of my husband and daughter coming home at the end of a long shopping day (Mother's Day shopping for me) with this flower which they had received at the beginning from a sales clerk who was passing them out to everyone. By the time they made it home, well, the flower tells the story.
BUT, I think { A Jack of All Trades } is my most beautiful post for it's writing. I'm really proud of it for personal reasons and it is a nice reminder to myself of how blessed I was to have the grandfather I had. It pays homage to his life and the memories I have; the little things which I do not wish to forget with the passing of time.


My Most Popular Post
{ Dad, The French Riviera, Boyfriends, and the One I Married }  This seems to hold it's rank based on stats as the most popular post. I am really happy about this. Perhaps b/c so many can relate to the bonds between a father and daughter and those years when, Uh-Oh, boys enter the picture. haha. 


My Most Controversial Post
Gosh Darnit! I don't have a controversial post. 


My Most Helpful Post
{ Ratatouille }  I have been very pleased w/ how helpful others have found this post. This post took the stereotype Ratatouille seems to have in that it is a difficult french dish to make. Not true, not true, at all!  The spelling of the dish is the only difficult part of it. This post showed how almost all the ingredients are right there in the fresh vegetable section of the grocery store just waiting to be EASILY turned into the aromatic french dish known as Ratatouille. Nothing to be intimidated about. 


A Post Who's Success Surprises Me
{ PB&J with Sunflower Butter }  So while trying to find another way to make my daughter's school lunch appetizing and healthy and different from the same-ol-same-ol, I came across this product called Sunbutter which is a spread similar to peanut butter except made from sunflower seeds. I fell in love. Plus, just the words "Sunflower" and "Butter" makes me happy and then to have it combined into a jar...Oh  my! Well, I made a little blog post about making a PB&J sandwhich with Sunbutter and called it an SB&J and guess what??!!?? The SunButter company came across it and added a link to my blog on their website! I was over the moon and I felt like my little SB&J was famous!!!! I had sat down to check my blog stats one evening and saw they dramatically increased in just one day. That was the day Sunbutter added my link to their blog! Check it out at  SUNBUTTER . I'm listed under Fancy Crustless Sunbutter and Jelly SB&J.


A Post that Didn't Get The Attention It Deserved
{ Beet Cake }  I thought this post would rock the world. I mean who doesn't love the idea of Beet Cake, right? haha.  This cake, however, was interesting to me from the moment I heard about it. Beets and chocolate magically blend to create the most wonderful moist cake.  This is exactly the same scenario as Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss.  A yummo combo in the end. This cake is wonderfully good! "You may like them. You will see. You may like them in a tree!" - Dr. Seuss


A Post I am Most Proud Of
{ Feeling BRAnd New } I am proud of this post because, I feel, I was able to really capture this awkward story in my writing and make others laugh along with me. Anyone who writes knows how frustrating it can be to try to capture that certain je ne sais quoi about an event or memory from the mind and push it through the pen (or keyboard) into words. Sometimes it can be like trying to strain stones through cheesecloth. But, I felt like the words in this post and everything about it captures my bra bying experience just as it occured.
BUT, I hope the post I am MOST proud of happens again and again as I hopefully continue to improve as a writer and as my blog continues to grow.


It is hard to narrow down to a few bloggers, as I believe there are so many talented individuals out there. Here are my 5 nominations----


Jam-n-Jilly This is a blog which focuses on "sweet and simple" living. Lots of great ideas for home decor, gift giving, and party ideas. Julie is a wiz when it comes to her 3-deminsional party invitation ideas.


Canoe Camp  This is my father's blog which is quite enjoyable about his travel adventures, fish tales, garden musings, and appreciation of a good beer. My Dad was born in Denmark and started sailing at the age of 14. At one point, he was stranded and homeless in Mexico only knowing Danish, came to the United States, served in the US Army, sold insurance, stopped selling insurance, continued sailing again, worked his way up to sea captain. He has traveled ALLLLLLLL over the world...even to the Gallapagos Islands. He has so many stories about his travels. He is now retired from the Port of Houston and serves as a Catholic Deacon in Houston, Texas. 


Healthy Mika  Tamika will make you wanna get healthy, be healthy, stay healthy. Lots of yummo good EASY recipes to help you stick to a good lifestyle. A very motivational, yet down to earth, blog. Just read her blog, and you'll more likely want to go get some fresh fruit and veggies instead of a hamburger.


The Phoenix Fridas Founded by Kathy Cano-Murillo aka The Crafty Chica, this blog chronicles an artistic group of latin women. I love following this blog and seeing what the Phoenix Fridas are up to artistically and within their community. Grab a glass of Sangria and check them out!

Little Brown Pen A blog filled with picture upon lovely picture of Paris...aka The Paris Color Project. I like just looking at the pics. I didn't think I'd be the type of person who could just pack their bags and move when opportunity comes knocking. But, after moving to Florida from my home of 31 years in Houston, Texas five years ago, I gotta admit, I have the itch. I think I could go big time if the opportunity came along and move with my family to Italy or France or Denmark or England or Spain or.... Anyway, until then, I enjoy the scenes from Paris via Little Brown Pen.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Oil Pastels & Super Sleuth }

I had purchased some art paper and a pack of Crayola oil pastels and hid them with the intention of taking them out on a rainy summer day for my daughter to enjoy. However, it seems I am not always good at hiding things because she "found" them.

"Mom, I saw a box of oil pastels and paper under the guest bed. Did you get those for me?" 

How is it when I actually NEED her to find something, such as her one missing white church shoe or her reading log, the task seems impossible? But, any other time, she is a regular Nancy Drew.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Earthworm Rescue & Menacing Fairies }

After spending a very rainy day at home doing crafty stuff with my daughter, I was looking forward to going to workout and having some "me time". My husband left work and called saying he was stuck in traffic due to bad weather and would not make it in time for me to leave on my own. So, I tell my daughter to get her shoes on b/c she has to come with me and wait in the kid section while I workout. We hop in Tahoe, put our seatbelts on and ............it won't start (insert frustration here). I call my husband and tell him about my predicament. He assumes it is the battery. Nevertheless, looks like I will not make it to my heart pumping/calorie burning class. I casually joke that perhaps God does not want me to leave the house in this horrible weather. Fast forward10 minutes later-----My daughter notices about a dozen earthworms on our lanai (Florida's fancy word for screened-in back porch---everyone here calls it a lanai. If I say "screened-in back porch", I get weird looks, so a lanai it is). The earthworms came out with all the rain and decided to crawl up under our screen door into our lanai. So we go out there and rescue them with our bare hands and place them back into the grass. My daughter whispers to me while trying to catch an especially wiggly earthworm, "Mom, I think fairies must have fiddled with your car and that is why we are still here because they wanted us to rescue the earthworms instead of you going to workout."

Ummmmm, yes, that is exactly what happened. I'm sure of it. Thanks, fairies. Thanks A LOT!

 

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Beet Cake }

You never hear, "Mmmm, Beet Cake! Yum!" But, I must tell you, "Mmmm, Beet Cake! Yum!" Who knew, right!?!?
I came across this beautiful video artistically showing the recipe for Beet Cake. 

The beets make the cake super moist and the end result is sort of like the consistency of a German chocolate cake, but with an odd, yet interestingly good, berry-ish flavor.

Mmmm, Beet Cake! Yum!

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Kaleidoscope }

Kaleidoscope
----Kalos Eidos Scopos----
Greek for "Beautiful Forms Viewer."

The Scottish physicist, Sir David Brewster, invented the kaleidoscope in 1816.  There was suppose to be a scientific purpose to his invention, something about the mirrors and symmetrical patterns, but, once people started looking into the eye piece and seeing the pretty patterns, the science of it was tossed out the window and replaced with, "ohhhh, look at the pretty colors!!!!" and from that moment forward, Brewster's kaleidoscope became known as a really cool toy.

As a summer boredom buster, I helped my daughter put together this kaleidoscope from a kit I bought at a local craft store.

She really liked adding the holographic paper and gems. AND, because I am the kind of mom who has to teach some sort of lesson with just about everything, I tried to bring in the original science factor Sir David Brewster had intended with his invention by talking about how the 3 mirrors which are placed into the tube create a prism, yada, yada, yada. Obviously, I had no idea what I was talking about, but, my daughter didn't know that. Nevertheless, it was neat for her to put the kaleidoscope together and see how it works from the inside out.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten
S.W.A.K.

{ Celebrating the Summer Solstice with Sunflower Seed Pie }

Happy First Day of Summer! Today is the summer solstice; the longest day of the year where there are more hours of daylight than any other day in the western hemisphere. Even  Shakespeare honored this day with his play, A Midsummer Night's Dream.
We had this summer tradition of going to the Miller Outdoor Ampitheatre's Shakespeare Summer Nights in Houston, Texas this time of year where we would spend summer evenings sitting on a blanket, eating cherries, and watching Shakespeare Plays.

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,

                   Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,

Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,

With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

—the character, Oberon, describes the bower where Titania sleeps in Shakespeare A Midsummer Night's Dream.

In honor of the Summer Solstice and in celebration of the extra sunlight, we did a few things; Planted some sunflower seeds, colored "stained-glass" fairy pictures and made a Sunflower Pie using a sunflower seed spread by Sunbutter. This is awesome stuff.

If you haven't tried Sunbutter, click HERE to learn more. I've made this pie a few times and have finally perfected it. Here is the recipe.....

Sunflower Pie

* 1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese

* 1 1/2 cups confectioners' sugar

* 1/4 cup Sunbutter Brand Sunflower Seed Spread

* 1 cup heavy whipping cream, plus, 2 cups for topping

* enough Magic Shell chocolate syrup for decorative drizzling

* 1 cooled prebaked pie shell

* chocolate sunflowers from chocolate specialty shop (optional)

* Nutmeg for decorative sprinkling (optional)


In a large mixing bowl, using an electric mixer, whip 1 cup heavy whipping cream until stiff. Add cream cheese, confectioner's sugar, and Sunbutter. Mix well until blended. Pour into cooled prebaked pie shell.

In a separate bowl, whip 2 cups heavy whipping cream until stiff and add to top of pie by gently spreading it with a spatula. Drizzle lightly with chocolate Magic Shell, decorate with chocolate sunflower wafers, and lighlty sprinkle nutmeg. Serve chilled. Store in refrigerator.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Dad, The French Riviera, Boyfriends, & the One I Married }

As Father's Day approaches, I find myself recalling various memories and words of wisdom my Dad has given me. Such as, "Never eat prunes in large quantities." and "Make sure you're old enough to legally drink at your own wedding." and "When you drink alcohol. Do it with class and sophistication. Otherwise, you'll only look cheap."

My Dad has never been the type to intimidate the guys I dated by sitting in the living room cleaning his shotgun. Instead, he trusted that I would have enough sense in my own head to come to the conclusion and see in these boyfriends what he recognized immediately----that they were Numbskulls (his word, not mine).

Long before I was able to date, my Dad would joke that he was going to take me to the French Riviera to find my husband when it was time for me to marry---- a rich and foreign husband for me so that my Dad could retire in style. He brought this joke up so many times that at some point it blended into future plans....or at least I thought so. I'd picture us on the beach in the French Riviera surveying the bachelors. It was a grand plan!

My first crush was the actor, Ricky Shroeder, from Silver Spoons. To this day I can't pass up a bottle of Alberto VO5 shampoo in the store without thinking of Ricky Shroeder--It was his favorite shampoo according to an 80s issue of Tiger Beat magazine which I had begged my mom to buy me. My dad NEVER lets me forget that RS was my first crush. I secretly think he is still recovering from the day his little girl was old enough to have her first crush. Poor Dad.

My Dad had a rule: All boyfriends or guys I dated had to come to the door and say hello if they expected me to go out with them. Dad made it very clear about a zillion times that I would not be allowed to date anyone who did not have the courtesy to park their car, get out, ring the door bell, and say hello to my parents. There were a few times when boyfriends pulled up to the curb and honked their car horn. Dad would give me a look and I knew I would have to sit and wait until they came to the door. I use to think this was a silly rule, but, I quickly learned that my Dad had a point. Wise Dad.

Dad didn't care for any of my boyfriends except for one; the one I married. Out of the blue one afternoon, when David and I had been dating for almost a year, Dad told me, "You know, I really like David."  Me, "What made you say that?" Dad, "He always opens the car door for you even when he doesn't know I am watching." 

Before I met David, he had seen me numerous times and would tell his friends, "There is the girl I am going to marry." and he was right. Five years later, I did marry him. 

This is one of those cases where everyone lived happily ever after including good ol' Dad. My Dad loves David and treats him like a son. I can't help but laugh when I think of the guys I dated and introduced to my Dad. What a patient man he had been during those crazy years of my teenage angst. It was simple in the end, I fell for the guy with the same wonderful qualities as my Dad.

It turns out we didn't have to travel to the French Riviera, after all.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Lonestar Refried Bean Dip. Plus, What's Playing on my Virtual Victrola }

There are certain flavors unique to Texas which I sometimes get to missing; flavors I grew up with like a spicy skillet made dip.

Using the banana peppers, roma tomatoes, and jalapenos I grew, I made this refried bean dip.

I call it When Your Missing Texas Refried Bean Dip -----or for short, Lonestar Refried Bean Dip.

3 jalapenos, in my opinion, give it just enough spice. However, if you want to kick up the sizzle on the tongue factor, use Pepper Jack cheese instead of Colby Jack. 

NEED

Enough extra virgen olive oil to lightly coat a medium size skillet

3 small jalapenos finely chopped

2 banana peppers finely chopped

2 Roma tomatoes finely chopped

1/2 yellow onion finely chopped

1/2 cup sliced black olives

2 minced garlic cloves

1 tbsp ground Cumin

1 tbsp Adobo Seasoning

Salt and Pepper to taste

1 16oz can Refried Beans

1 8oz box plain Cream Cheese Spread

1 cup shredded Colby Jack cheese (or Pepper Jack for extra spicy)

Tortilla Chips or Fritos for dipping

--------Lightly coat a medium skillet w/ extra virgen olive oil. Add chopped jalapenos, banana peppers, onion, tomatoes, and minced garlic. Saute over a low to medium heat. Add can of refried beans, cream cheese, colby jack, and black olives to skillet. Stir until all is well blended and cheeses are melted. Add Cumin, Adobo, salt & pepper. Stir and serve warm with tortilla chips or Fritos for dipping.

This is a really great song; Let's Go To Luckenbach, Texas ....la la la la la. One of my favorites and so very TEXAS. It's what I have playing on my Virtual Victrola . Click and have a listen. It's my song for you. Now go make that bean dip and enjoy!

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Scooby Doo Spanglish }

While at the beach:
"Mom, I think the ocean is muy grande."

"Oh wow. I am so glad you are putting what you're learning in Spanish class to good use."

"Mom! I didn't learn THAT in Spanish Class from Senora Pardo. (rolls her eyes) I learned it from the Scooby Doo Monster of Mexico cartoon."

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Quick Fixes and Car Chases }

We had a great--could NOT have been better--Memorial Day weekend....except for one little fluke. We were getting our stuff ready to go spend a day at our favorite beach and I noticed the air conditioner wasn't cooling very well which is cause for alarm b/c HELLO it's Florida and summer. My husband lowers the thermostat, we cross our fingers, hope for the best, and take off to the beach. Eight hours later after a fun filled day of sun, sand, and waves, we get home close to 10 pm at night.  As soon as we opened the door, we knew the air conditioner had gone kaput. The indoor temp was 83 degrees. Ugh! My husband goes outside with flashlight & determines the compressor is not turning on. Declaring there is no way we can sleep without AC, he makes a late night run to buy two totally awesome life savers----2 cooling units which each cool about 400 square feet giving us about 800 square feet of relief. 

We set one in family room and the other in our bedroom, turned on all the fans, closed doors to rooms not needed, and these units did their magic. They brought the most used parts of the house, the back of the house, to a tolerable temp during the heat of the day and actually a little too cold during the night & morning.
Now here is where the story takes a twist with a brief car chase----On his way to buy cooling units, my husband notices a car with no lights pulling away at a high speed from the nearby gas station and a station attendant running after the car. My husband has to swerve his car out of the way to avoid getting hit by what is now known as the "get-away car". Keep in mind that where I live, crime is pretty much at a near zero percent. Here on Fleming Island, the biggest crime is when teenagers steal golf carts in the middle of the night & go on joy rides. Being raised in a high crime large city, it took me a while to get use to this and I think it is totally awesome. Soooo, seeing this get-away car late at night is an odd occurrence here and cause for alarm. My husband, assuming the gas station was robbed & maybe somebody was hurt,  takes off after the car to get it's description/tag numbers. He drives back to the gas station & gives the info to the police. It turns out it was some teenagers stealing beer. The station attendant & police officer were appreciative & thankful to my husband for getting the tag numbers & vehicle description. My husband returns home with the 2 units and quite a story to tell.

Fast forward 2 days later, the air conditioner repair guy arrived this morning, repaired our AC unit, and TADA!!!!, the house is a welcomed 74 degrees! NICE!

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Ratatouille }

Ratatouille is one of those French dishes that sounds wayyyy more complicated than it really is.
Touiller----meaning to toss food.
Ratatouille----rat-a-too-ee----a tossed and stewed vegetable and herb dish originating in Nice, France.

In her book, Mastering the Art of French Cooking, Julia Childs says, "Ratatouille perfumes the kitchen with the essence of Provence and is certainly one of the great Mediterranean dishes."

When making Ratatouille, the aroma of this side dish is just as enjoyable as the flavor.  My husband came home from work and in a yum-must-have-some-now voice said, "Wow, Babe! What ever you're making, it smells great!"
This is definitely a dish you start to enjoy long before you've even taken the first bite.

Pour yourself a glass of wine and turn on some favorite music. I suggest San Sebastian's Vintner's White . It is our local wine. Runs about $9.99 a bottle and is made from Muscadine grapes. If you really want to get into the French mood, listen to some Edith Piaf or the La Vie en Rose soundtrack .

Need:
Olive Oil for coating
1 medium yellow onion diced (I used a yellow sweet Georgia Vidalia Onion)
4 gloves crushed garlic
1 eggplant peeled and diced

2 yellow squash diced

2 zucchini diced

2 green bell peppers diced

4 large or 6 small Roma tomatoes diced

2 tablespoons fresh thyme

1 tbsp herbes de provence

salt and pepper

sour cream for garnish (optional)

1 pkg frozen puff pastry shells for serving (optional)

PREPARE:

 *Lightly coat a large flat skillet with olive oil and place over low to medium heat.

*Add onions and garlic and slow simmer for a minute. This will create the base of aromatic flavor in which all the other vegetables will be stewed.

NOTE: It is important to add the vegetables in the following order based on density and time it takes to make them tender.

*Add eggplant and allow to stew for a minute until almost brown. *Next add squash, zucchini, bell peppers and tomatoes.

*Drizzle with more olive oil and toss to evenly coat all the vegetables.

*add herbes de Provence, thyme, salt and pepper

*Continue to slow simmer. You do not want to accidentally scorch the vegetables, so keep the heat on low to medium.

****Meanwhile, heat oven to 350 and place puff pastry shells on a baking sheet. Follow bake time on package which is usually about 25 minutes or until puffed and golden brown.

***Ratatouille is done when all vegetables are tender and stewed. Turn off heat and serve using a slotted spoon into puff pasty shells and garnish with a small dollop of sour cream.

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.

{ Greenishness }

I've had this poem on my mind. The one by Robert Frost that goes, Nature's first green is gold. Her hardest hue to hold..." I've never met a Robert Frost poem I didn't like with my favorite being his poem, Birches. So with all this Springishness around me which is quickly turning into the heat of summer...and with all the greenishness of Spring, I naturally grabbed my camera and took notice of the greenishness of things.

the banana peppers I grew which went into the pizza I made

the smug green lizard in my backyard who enjoyed having his picture taken

even the simplest of things looks pretty on a window sill with sunlight coming through

i love crescent beach

my sweet daughter and her friends holding little sprouts of greenishness in my backyard

i love olives. i looovvve olives. have i mentioned how much i love olives? i also love olive green

my daughter's green nail polish which she says is lucky

fern green

waiting to be kissed

roma tomatoes

the little tree my daughter dug up from the sand at the park and brought home in her water bottle

i'm growing jalapenos which is the same as growing spicy fire balls

pistachio green eyes

Sealed with a Kiss, Kirsten

S.W.A.K.