"Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things."
Philippians 4:8

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Tomato Pie Recipe

Tomato Pie
  My friends, Rosemarie and Vicki are artists with food.  I am the happy, fat recipient! Every month or so, one of them prepares a luncheon feast. We get together to share ideas, life events, the Lord, and our wishes and dreams. Rosemarie made this tomato pie and I was in LOVE!!!!!
I came home and made it for dinner that very evening. She used Monterey Jack cheese. I improvised with what was in my refrigerator; mild cheddar. It was still delicious! Above is a picture of my finished pie!
                    I cut 1/4 " rounds from 7 vine ripe tomatoes.
                  I salted them well and allowed them
                 to drain juices for one hour.
                                             After one hour, I pat-dried the salt off of the tomatoes.
                          I used a little garlic salt, a little salt and pepper to season the tomatoes to my liking.
I used a ready made pie crust which I had in my freezer. I threw it over a 9" pie tin.
Next time I will make my own crust because I would have liked it flakier and thicker.
   My daughter used 2 crusts on top of each other (it was nicer.)

                                                     I washed and dried seven Basil leaves.
I chopped the Basil.
Then, I layer tomatoes, basil and cheese.
Layer like you would Lasagna.
After three layers, I baked the pie in a 350 degree oven for 40 minutes.
This pie was delicious. If you try it, I would appreciate your comments.
Stay tuned, I have a wonderful cobbler cake recipe I will post tomorrow.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Starry Night

The painting shown above was painted by me.

So, the other night I was enjoying the stars as I was swinging in my back yard enjoying a late evening breeze.
I wonder what and where Vincent Van Gogh was thinking/and exactly where was he,  when he was painting his famous painting "Starry Night."

I have a Theo in my life; her name is Becky, my sister. I play around with my drawings and my amateur paintings, and Becky praises everyone of them.
I know they aren't great, but to God they are because He inspires me to have the nerve to try.
Vincent Van Gogh was born on March 30, 1853, he died on July 29, 1890 at the age of 37.
He was known as the greatest Dutch painter next to Rembrandt.
He painted 900 paintings in 10 years, and 1,100 drawings.
Van Gogh was bi-Polar and eventually committed suicide.
He had very little success with his art during his lifetime. He only sold one painting, "The Red Vineyard."
On March 30, 1987, his painting, "Irises" sold at Southerby's in New York; for 53.9 million dollars.
On May 15, 1990, his portrait of his physician, Dr. Gachet; sold at Christie's auction for 82.5 million dollars!
Theo, Vincent's brother, was Vincent's greatest admireror and advocate.
Vincent lived with a Prostitute and her children, whom he claimed to love very much. His family discouraged him marrying her, so he did not.
Vincent lived a short time in Paris with his brother Theo, there he met Edgar Degas, Camille Pissarro, and many other artists. He discovered impressionism and he liked it's light mixed with colors. He also grew to like/ use Pointillism: dot painting. He was considered a Post Impressionist.
He was depressed and cut off part of his ear which he gave to his prostitute friend.
Van Gogh only sold ONE painting in his lifetime! "The Red Vineyard" which now resides in Moscow at the Pushkin museum.
In 1889, Van Gogh put himself in a mental institution because of depression during a painting frenzy.
He enjoyed the gardens there and he began to draw with spiral curves.
He saw a Dr. Paul Gachet , a physician to many artists. He drew Dr. Gachet.
On July 27, at the age of 37, Vincent Van Gog shot himself in the chest. He died a few days later. His last words were: "La tristesse durera toujours." meaning: "The sadness will last forever."
Theo, Van Gogh's brother died  6 months later. He could not deal with his brother's death.They are buried side by side.
Vincent's mother threw away many of her sons drawings/paintings, but she lived long enough to see her
son 's  art become famous and world renown.
I could have told you Vincent, thank you!

A little tribute to you Vincent. Please press play. :)  

Thursday, September 8, 2011

A Comedy of Errors!

I spent Labor Day in San Clemente, helping my daughter move to Camp Pendleton. What a feat that was!
 I no longer have youth's energy. It was all worth it to spend time with our darling Robert!
We came home to my $1,800 May Tag 5 1/2 year old refrigerator burnt out! Just a week prior to this, my Neptune Maytag top of the line washer and dryer quit on me. The washer and refrigerator have both been rebuilt since we purchased them 5 1/2 yrs. ago.
Sarah found a great refrigerator on Craig's List. We bought it, and her dad helped me bring it home. As we were unloading our trip to San Clemente, we were also bringing the new refrigerator in the house. I cannot do any lifting because of certain surgeries. Ray was on his own, he and a dolly.
As Ray was on the second front porch step, a wasp stung him right on his jugular vein. He kept right on moving.
My salmon, chicken, and a bunch of frozen casseroles were all ruined inside of my pooped out refrigerator! Yuk!
Well, the refrigerator didn't fit through the kitchen threshold. After removing much molding from my door frames, and after adrenaline rushing while watching Ray carry in a refrigerator up three narrow steps by himself, I cleaned the refrigerator and made us something to eat.
That evening, I went to my garage to get a screw driver. I always walk in through the small door. Unannounced to me, Sarah's dad had opened the large, heavy, wooden door. He left it opened. I was in the dark and slam!! I rammed my forehead smack into the uplifted door salvage. I saw stars and tripped to the ground.
 I went inside to give Ray a piece of my mind, and there he was icing his big old swollen wasp sting. I just went and made myself an icepack for my forehead bump and said nothing. Whew!
The next morning, I decided to wash my filthy car before marketing for new groceries. I am outside in 100 degree weather with my phone in my pocket; washing my car. All of a sudden, no kidding! Over 100 wasps circled me. I had a hose in my hand , so I squirted them and ran inside the house. I went to call my friend, but my phone was ruined from squirting the wasps. I left through the back door to run my errands. As I drove down the street, a huge U-Haul darts in front of me without blinking and THEN!! they stopped dead in front of me to read a street sign. I had to swerve over and hit the curb to avoid hitting them UNREAL!!!
I commenced my way to Sears to pay a bill with adrenaline pumping still.
 By the front entrance into Sears, there was a homeless, schizophrenic man eating out of the trash.
He was speaking in a very high pitched woman's voice and answering himself back with a low, low Baritone man's voice. It made chills down my spine. I had my hand on the door and froze for a second. When he started waving his huge arms around, I ran inside Sears and reported him!
I had a wonderful lunch with a very wonderful friend on the way home from my strange morning.
She shared some easy, wonderful recipes with me. I will post them very soon. I want her permission. I made them today already for dinner!
To end this comedy of errors day, I decided to finish some curtains I am sewing for my daughter. I was ironing the fabric when an Ant, God knows where it came from! It bit me on the white of my eyeball. Screaming, I ran to the bathroom and flushed him out with cold water. I looked with a magnifying glass and part of him was still in me. I got tweezers and pulled it out. I spent last night with a bump on the forehead and tonight with a swollen eye!
I thank God that I still have His peace. But my flesh thinks: "What in the HECK is going on?"
With fires Earthquakes, Wars, and the terrible economy, my cares are minute. It somehow feels better to share them, and to LAUGH at them!
Have a great upcoming weekend.
I enjoyed the stars last night . I have a painting of them I will share this weekend!
Be well, and God Bless us all!
Robinbird :)