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Pushcart Onions September 5, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Food & Drink, Vegetarian Recipes.
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As a child, we lived an hour from the Big Apple.

Street cart vendors sold roasted chestnuts in winter and Sabrett Hotdogs smothered in Pushcart Onions in summer.

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Here’s a delicious recipe for New York Pushcart Onion Sauce (from Mr. Food Cooks Real American)

2 Tbsp. vegetable oil
2 med. onions, halved and sliced
1/4 cup Heinz catsup
pinch of ground cinnamon
1/8 tsp. chili powder
dash of hot pepper sauce
dash of salt
1/2 cup water

In a large skillet, heat the oil over medium heat; add the onion slices and saute for 7-13 minutes, until golden and limp.

Optional: add green pepper with the onions.

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Mix together the remaining ingredients and stir into onions.

Bring to boil, reduce heat and simmer uncovered for 10-13 minutes.
Serve hot over hotdogs, hamburgers, grilled chicken.

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Also delicious in or alongside veggie wraps, quesadillas, grilled cheese sandwiches, or as a dip with Fritos or tortilla chips.

I sterilized a jar in boiling water to fill for the fridge.

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And froze the rest to enjoy later.

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Aah . . . that’s yummy!

The Great Debate September 3, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke.
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Several centuries ago, the Pope decreed that all the Jews had to convert to Catholicism or leave Italy.

There was a huge outcry from the Jewish community, so the Pope offered a deal: he’d have a religious debate with the leader of the Jewish community.

If the Jews won, they could stay in Italy; if the Pope won, they’d have to convert or leave.

The Jewish people met and picked an aged and wise rabbi to represent them in the debate.

However, as the rabbi spoke no Italian, and the Pope spoke no Yiddish, they agreed that it would be a ‘silent’ debate.

On the chosen day, the Pope and rabbi sat opposite each other.

The Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers.
The rabbi looked back and raised one finger.

Next, the Pope waved his finger around his head.
The rabbi pointed to the ground where he sat.

The Pope brought out a communion wafer and a chalice of wine.
The rabbi pulled out an apple.

With that, the Pope stood up and declared himself beaten and said that the rabbi was too clever. The Jews could stay in Italy.

Later, the Cardinals met with the Pope, and asked him what had happened.

The Pope said, “First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity.

“He responded by holding up a single finger to remind me there is still only one God common to both our faiths.

“Then, I waved my finger around my head to show him that God was all around us.

“The rabbi responded by pointing to the ground to show that God was also right here with us.

“I pulled out the wine and host to show that through the perfect sacrifice, Jesus has atoned for our sins, but the rabbi pulled out an apple to remind me of the original sin.

“He bested me at every move and I could not continue.”

Meanwhile, the Jewish community gathered to ask the rabbi how he’d won.

“I haven’t a clue,” said the rabbi.

“First, he told me that we had three days to get out of Italy, so I gave him the finger.

“Then he tells me that the whole country would be cleared of Jews, but I told him emphatically that we were staying right here.”

“And then what?” asked a woman.

“Who knows?” said the rabbi.

“He took out his lunch, so I took out mine.”

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

A Quiet Mind Is All You Need August 31, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Books & Movies, Health & Wellness, Meditation.
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InfinityIn Journey Into Healing: Awakening the Wisdom Within You, Deepak Chopra encourages us to seek that place inside ourselves that is at one with the infinite intelligence of the universe, the source of life.

There, in the silent space between thoughts, beyond sound and beyond breath, we tap into our inner wisdom and find our Self surrounded by unbounded peace, gratitude, love, and enchantment.

A few thoughts to ponder:

When the mind is peaceful, inner energies wake up and work miracles for us ~ without any conscious effort on our part. (77)

Hand-dipping-in-waterA shift in awareness is the first change. (95)

Quietly, in your own heart, say that you do not want to be afraid. (116)

Intentions automatically seek their fulfillment if left alone. (118)

Complete healing depends upon your ability to stop struggling. (121)

The higher self is that place where . . . [a] mere desire becomes the trigger for transformation. (123)

All transformations eventually lead back to the same source ~ our own pure awareness. (137)

A quiet mind is all you need. (79)

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Aah . . . that’s better!

When A Tree Falls In The Forest . . . August 29, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Exercise & Fitness, Life Balance, Nature.
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Perico Preserve, a bird rookery, opened up across the street from us this summer.  On a cool-ish Sunday evening we went over to check it out.

While wandering the trails, we bumped into this massive tree lying down on the job.

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At first, we assumed it had just recently keeled over due to heat exhaustion.

WRONG!

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After walking underneath the tree’s arching trunk to the far side, we noticed numerous stout branches straining skyward and several muscular roots keeping the tree grounded and well fed.

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The tree did not give up when it fell down . . .

It adapted to the challenges of its new position, refusing to abandon its continual quest to reach for the sun.

Ain’t nature grand!

Aah . . . that’s better!

King Arthur & The Ugly Old Woman August 27, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke, People.
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RWS_Tarot_01_MagicianKing Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighboring kingdom.

The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur’s youth and ideals.

The monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question.

Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death.

The question . . . What do women really want?

Such a question would perplex even the wisest man.  To young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch’s proposition to have an answer by year’s end.

He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: the princess, the priests, the wise men and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer.

Many people advised him to consult the old ugly woman.  She would have the answer, but the price would be high.  The woman was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged for her wise counsel.

The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the old woman. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first.

The old ugly woman wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, the most noble of the Knights of the Round Table and Arthur’s closest friend!

Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunchbacked and hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life.

He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden but Lancelot, learning of the proposal, said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur’s life and the preservation of the Round Table.

Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the woman answered Arthur’s question thus:

What a woman really wants . . . is to be in charge of her own life.

Everyone in the kingdom knew that the woman had uttered a great truth and that Arthur’s life would be spared.

And so it was.

The neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom and Lancelot and the ugly woman had a wonderful wedding.

The honeymoon hour approached and Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened.

The young beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared ugly, she would henceforth, be her horrible deformed self only half the time and a beautiful maiden the other half.

Which would he prefer? Beautiful during the day . . . or at night?

Lancelot pondered the predicament.

During the day, a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, but at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old ugly woman?  Or, would he prefer having a hideous woman during the day, but by night, a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous intimate moments?

What would YOU do?  Make YOUR choice before you scroll down.

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Noble Lancelot said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself.

Mickey-and-Minnie-kissUpon hearing this, she announced she would be beautiful all the time because he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life.

The moral to this story:

If you don’t let a woman have her own way . . . things are going to get ugly!

Aah . . . that’s better!

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

Your Bid! August 25, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Travel & Leisure.
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Tigger hates to be left out of the action.  Whatever we’re doing, he wants to participate.

He likes to be in the thick of things.

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So when I started playing Bridge this summer, he dove right in to assist with my independent study program.

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Now, when I play Bridge Solitaire (with imaginary partners and opponents), Tigger’s in charge of keeping players on their toes.

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He keeps an eye on the progress of the auction and prompts players to be prompt with a succinct bark of “Your Bid!”

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Aah . . . that’s better!

“I Got Your Dollar Right Here!” August 23, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Happiness, Humor, Joke.
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Donald-Duck-DrivingThere’s an auto insurance commercial that cracks us up ~ a woman receives a good driver rebate and uses it to buy an expensive handbag.

When a friend shopping with her calls out to ask her auto insurer for a rebate, Jerry Van Dyke (or a reasonable facsimile thereof) pops into the scene dressed in hip waders and a fishing vest.

He’s holding a fishing pole with a dollar on the line as “bait” as he calls out . . . “I got your dollar right here!”

When she tries to grab the dollar, he yanks it out of reach.

A few weeks ago, BFF recreated the commercial for my amusement using props from around the house.

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When I walked into the kitchen and saw his “Just For Fun” vignette, I cracked up.

Then I pocketed the dollar.

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Aah . . . that’s better!

A Killer E-Mail August 20, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Joke.
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A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier.

Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel plans. The husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday.  His wife planned to fly down the next day.

The husband checked into the hotel. There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his wife. However, he left out one letter in her email address and, without realizing his error, sent the e-mail.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from her husband’s funeral.

The widow, expecting messages from relatives and friends, decided to check her e-mail.  After reading the first message, she screamed and fainted.

The widow’s son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:

To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I’ve Arrived
Date: March 21, 2015

I know you’re surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I’ve just arrived and have been checked in.

I’ve seen that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you then! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.

P. S. Sure is freaking hot down here!

Aah . . . that’s better! 

Source:  E-mail from unknown author (sent by Joe M.)

Advice From A Polar Bear August 17, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Animals, Humor, Less IS More, Sustainable Living.
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One of our nieces is leaving for college next week.  She celebrated her 18th birthday this week.

I sent her a combined Birthday/ Bon Voyage card because (a) I am frugal and thrifty and Scottish, and (b) I am a friend to trees and hate wasting paper ~> i.e., blogging is better than logging.

Anyway, here’s Advice from a Polar Bear from the card I sent:

Live Large
Be thick-skinned
Sniff out opportunities
Learn some good icebreakers
Be fearless
Keep it cool!

Aah . . . that’s better!

To order sustainable greeting cards & products, visit:  Your True Nature

Attack Of The Killer Garage Door August 15, 2016

Posted by nrhatch in Health & Wellness, Home & Garden, Humor, Life Balance.
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Goofy-Under-An-UmbrellaLast week, just before I needed to head to the dentist to get two front composite restorations and a crown, the skies opened up.

Torrential rain beat down at the brisk rate of 2.5 inches an hour.

A real gully-washer!

When the rain let up for a minute, I made a beeline for the garage.

I pressed the garage door opener on the wall.  The garage door swung up on command.

Open Sesame.

Donald-Duck-DrivingWhen I shifted the car into reverse to back out, I noticed the garage seemed rather dark.

That’s odd.

The door, exhibiting a streak of independence, had decided that it had waited in the up position more than long enough for me to exit the garage.

With silent stealth, it had come down while I was busy fastening my seatbelt and adjusting the radio and A/C.  In its defense, maybe it was trying to keep the pouring rain, still coming down at record speed, out of the garage.

Determined not to give up, I pressed the garage door remote over the visor and watched the door’s ascent.

Going up.

Excellent.  Great.  Good.  All clear.

Eeyore-under-a-raincloudI put the car in reverse, began backing out of the garage, and heard a strange sound ~ that of the garage door coming down on the roof of my Honda and holding it fast.

Crunch!

I was stuck half in and half out of the garage.

Not good.

I pushed the remote, hoping to convince the door to ascend for the third time in as many minutes.

Go up!

It ignored my request and continued its downward descent.

Not good.  

Feeling like a sardine in a tin can, I tried again.

This time, the garage door ascended long enough for me to zip out of the garage and make my escape.  (If you can call going to the dentist an “escape.”)

As rain continued to pour down, I called BFF to catch him up on the garage door’s escapade.

Tiara-CatFour hours later, I returned home with a new crown and a significantly lighter wallet.

In my absence, BFF had checked out the garage door and concluded the door, not his wife, was at fault for the mix up.  It had messed up.

Apparently the springs are lacking in tension.  We’ll need to get someone out here to tighten them up.

In the meantime, when we want the door to stay up . . . we need to apply heavy-duty industrial clamps to keep it from coming down!

Mickey-OKNow for the upside of that up and down day ~> my new crown is permanent!

Our dentist fixed me up in a single visit instead of installing a temporary crown and having me return down the road for a permanent install.

Aah . . . that’s better!

So, what’s up with you?