Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Wednesday Words of Wisdom

Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out alive.
~Elbert Hubbard

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Top Hat Cheese Soufflé


Last night Doodle and I made a cheese soufflé.  Mom recently mailed me the soufflé dish that grandma had given her and the best cheese cookbook... ever!  This Kraft cookbook dates to 1971 and there is not a bad recipe in it... apparently I have tried them all over the years.  You can always tell when a cookbook is good, this one is taped together and the pages are splattered with food.  The sign of a great book.

This is one of those dishes that takes me back to my childhood.  I love this recipe, it reminds me of a time when life was not so complicated. When families ate dinner together without cell phones interrupting.  Try it, I promise everyone will enjoy it, after all, who does not love cheese?

  

1/3 cup margarine
1/3 cup flour
1 1/2 cups milk
1 teaspoon salt
dash of cayeene
2 cups shredded sharp cheddar cheese
6 eggs separated

PREHEAT oven to 300°F. Melt butter in medium saucepan on medium-low heat. Stir in flour and seasonings. Gradually add milk, stirring until well blended. Cook until thickened, stirring constantly. Add cheese; cook until melted, stirring constantly. Remove from heat. Beat egg yolks lightly. Gradually add to cheese mixture, stirring until well blended. Cool slightly. 

BEAT egg whites in small bowl with electric mixer on high speed until stiff peaks form. Add to cheese mixture; stir gently until well blended. Pour into 2-quart souffle dish or casserole dish. With tip of spoon, make slight indentation or "track" around top of souffle 1 inch from edge to form "top hat." 
 
BAKE 1 hour and 15 min. or until center is set and top is lightly browned. Serve immediately.




Friday, March 1, 2013

The Mole

I do not work on Wednesdays.  Okay, clarification, I am suppose to be off on Wednesdays since I work four 10 hour days the rest of the week.  Most weeks, I end up working a couple of hours ensuring that the customers are not freaking out when they do not an immediate response.  (No, I am not bitter!) 

This past Wednesday the weather was nice enough in the afternoon to warrant having the door open to the deck so Mo could freely move about without me continually opening and closing the door.  Oh the trouble she caused!

I was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher, enjoying that the sun was actually shining and I hear this horrendous meowing.  My heart jumped into me throat, Mo somehow got out front and she was hurt!  I start calling her while moving into the hallway.

Imagine my surprise when Mo comes around the corner with a small brown fuzzy something in her mouth.  I admit it, I screamed like a girl.  She had a mouse!  Mo proudly drops said mouse on the floor and looks at me like 'see what I brought you'.  At this point, I realize the mouse is a mole.  The mole starts running down the hallway toward me, over my foot.  I scream like a girl again and head the other direction.

Mo must have decided that I really liked the present because she made a beeline back out the door and I realized I have a mole somewhere in the house.  What does one do when there is a small, fuzzy, blind mole loose in the house... why... call the husband!

Me: "Doodle, we have a mole in the house!"

DB: "What"

Me: "There is a mole in the house and I do not know where it is"

DB: "IS IT IN THE BEDROOM?"

Me: "Not really sure!"

Me: "Got to go, Love you"

I am not sure what Doodle said at the end, nor am I sure I want to know what was said!

I started looking for the mole and found the poor scared creature huddled behind the bleach container in the laundry room.  It was the cutest little thing, I think it was rather young or it was actually a shrew or a vole, as it did not have the big front feet that moles are suppose to have.  It looked like brown velvet and I manage to control my urge to pet it.  I scooped it up with a towel and hurried downstairs into the yard.

Guess what was waiting for me... MO!  She was sitting right by the hole the mole must have come up from.  I scolded her and dropped the mole back into the hole.  Success!