Cookbooks and a mcwarm walk

When I asked some friends over for dinner tonight, I had to decide what to make. I pulled out my old and trusty cookbook to browse through it.

Yes, to those young people reading this, the above is a cookbook. Cookbooks have been usurped by online recipes or those coming with meal packages. I can’t say whether that’s good or bad, I have no opinion, but it’s interesting. This cookbook was given to me for our wedding, 40 years ago. At the time there was no “online” and I definitely did not know how to cook. I used it a lot. My favorite lasagna recipe is in it, as is pot roast, banana or zucchini bread, and some others. I like this one because it has pictures at the beginning (kind of like online recipes!) There were some weird recipes, like one of a gelatinous fish. I never made that one.

My second favorite cookbook has to be this one.

This was given to me for Christmas in 1981 by my aunt, uncle, and cousins. My uncle’s barbecue chicken recipe is in it.

This one has my corn and cheese recipe, “simple, sophisticated chicken”, and of course the chicken recipe! Don’t you love the happy couple having a picnic on the University of Illinois green?

I do look up online recipes and have favorites. But true to form, I often print them. I can’t find them easily again. Bookmarks are OK but my problem is that I bookmark too much stuff. Then I can’t remember which one was good.  The benefit to online is that it doesn’t take up space in the kitchen. Our kitchen dedicates a shelf to cookbooks that we can’t really afford. But I think cookbooks are as hard to get rid of as regular books! I mean, how do you get rid of this:

This was from my dad and includes all my Christmas Cookie recipes. I made tons of cookies last Christmas the day before I tested positive for covid. We froze some thinking we would eat them and the freezing would kill covid but we did not eat a single cookie. I finally threw them out. Gah, what a waste of a good cookie!

Or this?

We made an erupting volcano for one of the kids’ birthdays. Dry ice and all!

This came with a special insert: “Special Effects Pet Food Recipes”. My favorite is the “Jumping Dog Bone or Flapping Fish Biscuit.” You have to make the biscuit then use a drill to drill a hole in the biscuit. That’s one tough biscuit! You then attach a plastic hose (it tells you to get it from a hardware store, which I would if the strip club hadn’t burned down Major True Value, argh) You blow air in it and the biscuit jumps up and down and “your pet will think the treat is alive!”

Chester would either develop a complex or try to kill it. The cats would sneer and walk away. I don’t know if anyone would eat the biscuit but it may be moot if the drill breaks up the biscuit when attempting to drill a hole that would fit perfectly with the plastic hose from the non-existent hardware store.

Then there’s this one…

it was given to my mom when she was in the hospital with cancer. My cousin Wes’ wife, Kali, brought it to her. I can’t pronounce most of the recipes, but I may try one or two. Give my husband a little variety (and probably a scare!) It meant a lot to my mom that Kali visited, and she treasured this book in hope that she would be able to cook again. It was a book of optimism.  No, I can’t give that away.  

What’s a person to do? Think about it another time and take Chester to Pete’s Pond!

Pete’s Pond is one of my favorite parks. Last weekend was downright hot…86 degrees. We packed up his water bottle and headed out. Pete’s Pond is usually pretty shady but this time the leaves hadn’t arrived yet. We didn’t think of that, and it was hot. Chester did well, but near the end of the walk he decided he had enough and scraped a hole under a bench and lay down.

We decided to take a break with him (we couldn’t exactly move him) so we waited. It took a little longer than we thought but we weren’t in a hurry. The squirrels, chipmunks and birds were busy. I think this red-winged blackbird was concerned because it kept squawking at us.  

On the way home we stopped at McDonald’s for drinks. I saw this sign…

If you look at the right side, the sign says you can apply at “mchire.com”. (even long haired mcfreaky people I guess!) I thought that was amusing for some reason. McDonalds is mchiring some mcpeople to mcwork. Our son mcworked there for a while in high school. He said it wasn’t that bad, although I don’t see him mchurrying mcback. OK I’ll stop….NO I CAN’T!  Mcchester and I are going to go for a Mcwalk around the mcneighborhood. Whew, out of my system.

Oh, mcmom….

We are actually going for a walk, so the tadpole extravaganza will have to wait! Have a mcwonderful weekend! (Sorry😊)

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marthadilo3

A classic overthinker trying to age gracefully while living with a big, too smart for his own good shelter pup who must have his daily walk.

3 thoughts on “Cookbooks and a mcwarm walk”

  1. There’s nothing better than an actual in-the- hand book, whether it’s a cookbook or s mystery. You’re right about the online recipes (not being able to find them again unless you print and endless lists of recipes that make you forget what you’re looking for in the first place.) My Better Homes and Gardens cookbook, circa 1967 has been classic look at the ‘good ole days’ kinds of recipes. It even has a chapter on ‘proper’ etiquette for setting a table. {giggle, like the dogs could care less if the knife and fork are on the right side of the bowl). Just bring on the chow they say! 😆 Have a great weekend.

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  2. I enjoy cookbooks. I like them for real, in hand, often with notes written around the recipe rather than seeing a recipe online, then printing it out. I have some of my mother’s cookbooks that make yours look absolutely modern. Happy McWeekend to you!

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