Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills. |
... as in ... Köttbulle ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() MEeeeeeeee...................... My friends get all the fun! Well... not all. Joyce is grounded due to her recent heart issues. Lee is quite ill and Linda... dear Linda... just has to survive Humbug... somehow. Center closes early this dreary day. Philly steak sandwiches though... I wore a suit, tie, hat today. I'm looking GOOD! But yesterday was fun as well. Nothing quite like green bell bottom pants! I tried on my shoes last night and will toss some. I want to get everything a bit more manageable. It's doable. BUT... ***drum roll*** ...I made Swedish meat balls last night! 40 round balls of pork and beef. Sweet. Literally. The recipe calls for a cup of cream. I didn't have all the ingredients. So: multi-grain (poppy seed) bread crumbled; cardamom instead of nutmeg, increased the amount of allspice; no onions and no salt and no beef broth so I used an onion soup mix to make the balls and added some to the gravy; no flour to thicken so I used Bird's custard mix (it has cornstarch); oh... and I added orange extract! 40 little balls! Well, no longer 40... ![]() 52,795 |