The Recipe

I bet you thought I was going to give the Baldwin Sisters’ “recipe”, didn’t ya?

I feel it is only right I share this most wonderful recipe for Spaghetti and Meatballs with the blogworld. I’ve been making this recipe for about 20 years. It came to me by way of my late Aunt Pat, but, the credit of it’s goodness goes to one Annie Giordano of Alexandria, LA. It takes a little time to make, but, it’s absolutely fantastic.

I remember in the early days of marriage, I could make a pot of this and it would last us a few days. Now that the Smiff Kids have come and grown, this recipe here was cleaned out by us tonight. If you want to feed a bunch, you might oughta double the recipe.

I also have this recipe in a cookbook that Pat gave me when I got married. Some of my “specialty” recipes that people have always asked me for came from this cookbook-The Bishop’s Bounty:Food From Heaven That Tastes Divine is in its third printing and benefits St. Mary’s School in Alexandria. If you are a cookbook collector, you need to order this one. My copy is worn and has food splatters on many pages. I’ve used it a lot in 17 years.

Meatballs & Spaghetti

Sauce:
1 medium onion, chopped
3 cloves chopped garlic
2 Tablespoons Olive Oil
1 14 1/2 can of chopped tomatoes
3 cans of tomato sauce
2 Tablespoons Sugar
1 teaspoon sweet basil
Salt to taste
Pepper to taste
2 cups water

Saute onions and garlic in olive oil. When golden brown, add tomatoes and tomato sauce. Stir in sugar, basil, salt, pepper and water. If too thick, add more water. While sauce is cooking, make meatballs.

5 crackers soaked in water and drained
1 1/2 lbs beef
4 eggs
1 clove chopped garlic
1 Tablespoon chopped parsley
1/2 cup Parmesan Cheese
Salt and Pepper to taste
Squeeze water out of the crackers. To crackers, add ground meat, eggs, garlic parsley, and cheese; salt and pepper to taste. Roll into meatballs. Place on slightly greased cookie sheet and cook in oven until brown. Then add meatballs to sauce and simmer for at least 4 hours on medium heat.

Live Blogging-First Day As a Temporary Stay At Home Mom

My sister (who is also newly unemployed) was telling me yesterday how the dynamics are now that Rosie has invaded The View. Her thinking was that Joy Behar is not pleased.

So, now, Rosie is the “leader” of The View? Ick is what I say to that.

I used to love Rosie before she became the Angry Lesbian. I don’t care if she lives with a woman or if she shacks up with a monkey. That is not of my concern. I like Rosie funny. As my friend, the great philosopher, Raymond E. Huffmaster, the Poet Laureate of Meridian, Mississippi,
would say; “Ka-lick-uh”. As in change the channel.

And since when did they put Pat Robertson on at 10:00 in the morning on Channel 4? I’d rather watch Tony Danza than him. Pat makes those of us who claim Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior look very bad. The man is senile. His son reminds me more of Al Franken’s impression than it does Pat.

Bob Barker is still alive, holding that skinny microphone. Has Bob not been told yet that there’s this really cool invention called the Wireless Microphone? I guess for a 102 year old, he’d be lost without his microphone.

Diane Sawyer, Robin Roberts, Chris Cuomo and that new weather guy on GMA make for THE whitest morning quartet in daytime television. I say they bring back David Hartman and Joan Lunden.

I’m really pumped about the newest Tide laundry detergent.

Green Acres makes for nice, morning, SAHM television viewing. I just love that pig that watches tv. Eb was kinda cute in a retard sorta way.

I fixed a fabulous dinner last night for the Smiff Clan: Paula Deen’s Pork Chops, homemade Macaroni and Cheese and Asparagus. Mr. Smiff was so thrilled, he asked what was on for today. I’m thinking we’re going to go Italian with Mama Giordano’s spaghetti or something like that. I love to make homemade spaghetti. My favorite part is the beginning where I saute the garlic in Olive Oil.

So Now What?

This is the first morning in almost ten years that I’ve gotten up and do not have to rush to get ready and get downtown. I’m not on vacation or taking a day off. I am unemployed.

I have plenty to busy myself with. It’s just weird.