Monday, December 05, 2011

First Monday - Tradition!

For this First Monday, I asked about your holiday traditions - whatever holiday you celebrate!

We celebrate Christmas at my house.  My love of this holiday waxes and wanes depending on our money situation, whether or not there is a spiritual feel to it on any given year, and what the relationship weather is doing within the families.

There are years when I would have rather forget the whole thing.  People acting crazy or mean and the commercialism has killed it for me a time or two.  But on the whole, I enjoy the holiday season and Christmas.

My family had lots of traditions that I've brought forward to my own family.  We used to "mail" letters to Santa on Christmas Eve by putting them up the chimney.  Can't really do that now, as we don't have a fireplace - but every year, SANTA writes a letter to The Boy reminding him how much he is loved and to look forward to the next year.  It lands in his stocking or attached to a special gift. 

Speaking of stockings, that is a tradition we've carried forward.  When I was little, Santa would deliver the stockings to our beds (in an effort to keep us in our rooms until Mom and Dad were ready to get up).  He always managed to sneak in and we never caught him - but one year, I opened my eyes and saw him leaving my room.  I was a believer for a few more years after that.  As for keeping us in our beds - well, that had mixed results.  Once we moved to Waverly and the kids' bedrooms were downstairs (but for one), we would excitedly visit each other but understood that coming upstairs was verboten until we could hear Dad walking around in the kitchen.  This continued even after we were adults and we played Santa for each other.  These days, The Boy knows there is no Santa, but he still looks forward to the stocking on the end of his bed on Christmas Day - and he also knows he should stay there until we get up.

I'm not sure how Christmas will play out this year.  Darling Man has to work on Christmas Day, but I'm not sure if it 's the early shift or the late shift.  The in-laws are coming for dinner, so there will be cooking.

The thing I am looking forward to the most though, is going to church on Christmas Eve.  I am reading at both services.  And resurrecting a tradition of long standing but the last few decades has seen it gathering cobwebs in a closet - celebrating the reason we have Christmas in the first place.

Check out some other Christmas traditions!  Leave your name in the comments if you want to join in.

Joangee
Jill
Sandy
Pamela

Sunday, December 04, 2011

A Little Appreciation

I am not one to get all fired up and write a letter to the editor over anything.  Usually when I read the paper, I just read it, think about it and then get on with my day.

This morning, though, I read an article that was entitled "Take the pressure off Santa this year" by Howard Libin - a local columnist who writes about small business management.  He's also Jewish and loves to sing Christmas carols.  Anyway, he was writing about the people who feel so much pressure to spend, spend, spend for the holidays - who feel that Christmas is ruined if copious amounts of money haven't been spent on loved ones in the form of gifts or entertainment.  His column was quite refreshing and points out something that I've espoused for years (being the less-endowed in monetary status in my families).  Christmas isn't about gifts or spending as much money in a month as you would in a year of grocery bills.  It's about spending time with people you love and recognizing the fact that love is the reason for the season.

I couldn't stop myself.  I had to write to Mr. Libin and thank him for speaking my mind.


Mr. Libin -
I just read your article in the Tallahassee Democrat about reflecting on blessings and not so much on the money side of things at Christmas time.
My family works hard - but the things we work hard at, while rewarding in many ways, are not necessarily jobs that bring in a lot of money. Many of us work extra jobs on the side to make ends meet and when Christmas rolls around we all cringe a little because we know we are going to be on the outside looking in when it's time to shop.
A few years ago, my brothers and I had a little pow-wow about Christmas. We were all especially broke that year and we agreed that the only presents to be purchased were for the little kids in the family - and not anything big or extravagant. Just a little something, like a book or matchbox car or stuffed animal.
We did want to do something for our parents, so we all sat down and wrote a story about our favorite Christmas growing up. It was interesting to note that we all had a different Christmas that was our favorite!
Anyway, the Christmas-with-no-Presents was one of the best ever, and we try to keep that spirit every year now. We don't exchange presents; we exchange hugs and company and stories and laughter. And these are the best Christmases ever.
Anyway, thank you for your article. It was a real bright spot in my morning.
Sayre Smiles

I hope Mr. Libin appreciates my appreciation!

UPDATE:  He did!  Emailed me back and said: 
 
You're welcome! I thought that I was not alone on this!
Howard

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Sweet from sour


My dad is a gentleman farmer.  It means that he has a large piece of land and from time to time he plants things, they grow, and he harvests them.  Sometimes he's more successful than others.  The pecan grove comes and goes.  Not much of anything this year from those.  The drought meant no blueberries which are usually in such abundance.  The garden is kind of hit or miss, but for collard greens which seem to grow through almost anything.  A couple of years ago, he planted a couple of Meyer lemon trees.  And this year, there was a bumper crop!

Lemons started showing up on our doorstep, much to our delight.  My husband loves just slicing them into rounds and eating them with honey.  We had wonderful lemons to squeeze over fish and vegetables and anything else that would benefit from a little lemon juice.  But when I looked at this bounty, just one thing went through my mind....  Lemon Meringue Pie!

When I was growing up, and the Northwood Mall was still... well, a mall, there was a upper class ladies' dress store in there that had a set of stairs leading up to a very nice little place for lunch called The Birdcage.  They had wonderful soups and sandwiches and grilled chicken entrees - and the most amazing desserts.  My favorite one was the lemon meringue pie.  The filling was sweet and tart and the meringue positively soared!

It's been a long time since I had lemon meringue pie.  My grandmother used to make a sort-of lemon pie with condensed milk (the recipe was inside the label), but it just didn't equal the Birdcage version.

Dad squeezed me a big bottle of lemon juice with his power juicer, which has been in my fridge and the base of several glasses of lemonade.  But I kept looking at it with an eye towards pie.

Mom sent me the recipe she got out of Ebony Magazine a few years ago.  I'm not sure how she wound up with a subscription to Ebony as she's a short, white, older lady not prone to fashion - but there was a recipe section in the magazine that she fell in love with - and she says their pie recipe was the best she's ever had - including the Birdcage.

So today, I made pie.

I love pre-made, rolled pie shells.  No muss, no fuss - and the shell always fits the pie pan! 

This recipe called for a pre-baked pie shell, so I put it in the pan and pricked the sides and bottom so it would bake flat and not bubble up too much.  I've heard that you can then add some foil and fill it with dried beans to bake a perfect pie shell.

I didn't do that - and one side of my pie shell kind of collapsed.  I tried to pull it back up, but wound up tearing the rest of the shell a little.  So I left it as it was and hoped it wouldn't affect the pie negatively when it came time to fill it.


In a saucepan, I mixed sugar, cornstarch, salt and added cold water, lemon juice and three egg yolks (remember that - THREE).  After I mixed that all together, I added boiling water and butter and brought the whole thing up to a boil (stirring constantly) for a minute.  I was supposed to add grated peel after I removed it from the heat, but I forgot.  I poured the filling into my deformed pie shell, THEN remembered the grated peel.  Oops.  Sprinked it on top and lightly stirred it into the filling.  Now to the meringue...

That was not the success I'd hoped for.   The recipe called for FOUR egg whites, 1/4 tsp. of cream of tartar (beaten together 'til foamy) and a half a cup of sugar beaten in.  I think that might have been a typo, that four.  My meringue just wouldn't form stiff peaks.  It kept flopping over and sliding back into itself at an alarming pace.  I checked the instructions on the actual cream of tartar jar and IT said THREE egg whites, 1/4 tsp. Cream of Tartar and half a cup of sugar.    I wondered where that extra egg white came from....  now I have a yolk in my fridge waiting for morning because of that typo.

Anyway, I added a little more cream of tartar and sugar and eventually, after lots and lots of beating, got some peaks out of it.  I spooned it on top of the pie filling and stuck it in the oven.

 
It didn't take long for the top to brown up a little, and I pulled it out.  The filling still seemed a bit sloshy and I had to be careful moving the pie.  I really hope it sets up solidly as it cools!


I know it will taste good (I sampled the filling left in the saucepan and had to lick the meringue bowl).  And it LOOKS pretty good too!  I just hope it firms up so we're not eating lemon meringue soup!

UPDATE


This is GOOD!  Very sweet and tart.  In hindsight, I probably should have finished letting it cool and set in the fridge after a half hour on the counter.  The filling was kind of soft and didn't want to hold its shape once cut but perhaps some remedial time in the fridge will help.  The meringue, while not as lofty as the Birdcage's, is still light and fluffy and tastes like a little piece of heaven floated into your mouth.

Now that I've done it, the next one will turn out better.  I will know about the pie shell and the extra egg white and cooling/setting it the right way...

Still, pretty good stuff.  A little on the sweet side for me.  Being diabetic, that means my piece of this pie will have to be pretty small.  I had a regular-sized piece and the headache is coming on.  So - smaller for me, which means more for everyone else!