I’m Excited to Try This New Recipe

When I started this blog I didn’t really have a certain theme in mind. Nor have a clue what I was doing. I figured I’d let my heart lead my post for me, and see what happens. Well, my heart lately has this yearning to cook. It’s almost like an addiction so to speak. I find myself getting this high searching the web for my drug of choice for the day (the perfect recipe). I “score” all the ingredients and measure each one precisely hoping I don’t mess up the formula (tasty recipe). lol

One of my families favorite dinner is, Chicken Fingers coated with instant potato buds and Parmesan cheese. This recipe calls for a different but surprising  tasty coating, Lay’s Baked Sour Cream & Onion Chips. I wonder if they have picky eaters like me, or had run out of bread crumbs one day and chips was the only substitute? Whatever the reason, I am thankful and my family is too.

Here’s my high for today:

Potato Chip Crusted Chicken


1 cup milk
2 large egg
1 1/2 cups crushed baked sour cream and onion potato chips (I used a  resealable gallon ziploc bag and rolling-pin)
1/2 cup grated Parmesan cheese
2 tsp dried basil
1/2 tsp salt
1 lb chicken tenders
cooking spray

Preheat oven to 350˚


Lightly spray a rimmed baking sheet with cooking spray.  

In a shallow dish, whisk milk and eggs together.  

In a separate shallow dish, combine potato chips, cheese, basil, and salt.  

Dip chicken tenders in milk mixture

dredge in potato chip mixture

then dip back into the milk mixture

and finally into the potato chip mixture

 Place chicken on prepared baking sheet.

 Bake 15 to 20 minutes, or until done. And walla! There it is.

Bon Appétit!

“The discovery of a new dish
does more for the happiness of mankind
than the discovery of a star.”

* Good Old Fashioned Pancakes *

I ran across this recipe online, when I realized I didn’t have my trusted store brand box of pancake mix on hand. The recipe called for seven ingredients, and I happened to have all of them on hand. I was extra excited because just the night before I had made home-made syrup and suddenly I was taken back in time to “Little House on the Prairie” days. Awe, the small joys of life. 

Here are the ingredients:
  1. 1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
  2. 3 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
  3. 1 teaspoon salt
  4. 1 tablespoon white sugar
  5. 1 1/4 cups milk
  6. 1 egg
  7. 3 tablespoons butter, melted
  8. 1/2 teaspoon vanilla 
Here are the directions for making pancakes:

1. In a large bowl, sift together the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar. Make a well in the center and pour in the milk, egg, vanilla and melted butter; mix until smooth.
2. Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each pancake. Brown on both sides and serve hot.

Helpful Tips
  • After mixing up all the ingredients I realized that it was a tad too thick, so I added more milk. 
  • Also, I think it would help cutting back on the baking powder to 2 teaspoons to lesson the thickness. 
  • I prefer less salt in my baking, and after tasting test I would recommend using 3/4 teaspoons salt  
  • Beat your egg, add the melted butter and beat lightly until blended. Then lightly beat in your milk (careful not to over beat your egg). Add to your dry mixture. Your result is a fluffy, delicious, good old fashion pancake. 

“The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you’ve got to have a what-the-hell attitude.” 
 ―  Julia Child  

How to Make Pancake Syrup from Scratch

Is there a memory or smell from the past that comes to mind, that takes you right back to that very time, and makes you feel good all over? The smell of bacon cooking and hot pancakes early in the morning does that to me. With five small mouths to feed we had to find ways to make our money stretch. And there were times we would run out of certain items. One of those items was syrup. When that happened I would just get the ingredients out of the cupboard and make my own. It’s simple, easy and inexpensive. 

Here are the ingredients:

1 cup water
2 cups of sugar
1/2 teaspoon of Mapleine
Old empty syrup bottle

Here are the directions for making syrup at home:

Using a medium-sized saucepan, add 1 cup of water and two cups of sugar. The stove top should be set to medium. As the water heats up and the sugar dissolves, add 1/2 teaspoon of Mapleine. Mapleine is an imitation maple flavor that is sold in a small brown bottle next to the spice section in your grocery store. Stir occasionally as you let the syrup simmer for five to ten minutes. From my experience, the longer you let it simmer, and the more sugar you add, the thicker the syrup will become. When it has cooled you can either use it immediately, or place it in a container in the refrigerator over night. I like to make my syrup the evening before I’m going to use it. It seems that as it sits over night, it thickens better and does not absorb into your pancakes as quickly.

I really like the taste of store bought syrups, but I like saving money more. Plus, I like knowing what I’m eating.

Helpful Tips

The more sugar you use, the thicker your syrup will become.

This recipe can be easily doubled or even tripled.

You don’t have to worry about what’s inside.

Making your own syrup saves money.Image

Here we go again! Suspicions found on my mammogram

How do I start this post? I’m usually in a positive state
of mind when I receive negative results. But this time my nerves
are shot. But why? Let me back up a little and catch you up to
speed. I recently went back and had a mammogram done. It was a
follow up from a negative result a year ago. At that time the
radiologist said he had some concerns and wanted me to repeat the
mammogram test. After the second test they decided to do an
ultra-sound as well. The ultra-sound confirmed their suspicions. So
I was scheduled for a needle biopsy on my right breast. Well as it
should happen the tests were all being done around my anniversary
(36 yrs) and Christmas. I had to wait until after the New Year to
get the results. That seemed like the longest wait time to endure.
But at the end, thank goodness it was benign. That brings us to
today. After my year follow up mammogram test. (btw, my follow up
was suppose to be in six months.) I was called back this Monday
Dec. 20th and told the Dr needs me to come back and have another
mammogram done. He has some concerns. So here I am sitting in the
car as my husband drives me to my appt. I’m glad I’m not alone.
Last year I went to each and every appointment alone. Thinking it
would be a piece of cake. But it was anything but easy. It was
mentally taxing. So ‘here we go again’ it’s My anniversary, 37 years this this time and Christmas is but three days away. I’m sitting in Simon
Med Imaging waiting for my next mammogram test. Ok, Esther time to
think positive thoughts. The power of positive thinking really does
work. So that’s what I will do. Believe everything is going to be
ok. That this second test is just to double check that they really
looked me over well.

Aloneness has many faces doesn’t it? But it seems to have come at a cost…

Where I go in my dreams 🙂

When will I learn to get a good nights sleep? I said, self no staying up late working online and then writing on your blog. Well that didn’t happen. I ended up staying up until 2am. And now I’m paying for it big time. The question is, was it necessary to stay up that late? Did I really accomplish anything? No on both. I kept asking my self last night. Why do you have such a hard time going to bed at a decent hour? Maybe it’s because that’s when everything around me is at it’s calmest. There are no distraction, no one pulling me in hundred different directions. It’s all about me. It’s my personal time. I have to admit I do enjoy my quite times. Around this house it doesn’t happen to often. lol Would I really want it too give up the sounds of laughter, loud chatter, discussions about which is the best way to lose weight, or hey Dad, do you want to send for your DNA swab to see where you came from? Or the tiny voices and giggles of my favorite ones, the grand kids? Absolutely not! I guess I’ll just have to shorten the duration of my aloneness. Not make it an almost all niter. Enough of this dragging the next day, and wishing for straight black coffee to keep me awake enough to function. Where’s the toothpicks when you need them? I need to see with my eyes and even they are turning against me.

OK, then maybe I’ll try some sleeping pills tonight. Hopefully I will dream I’m resting alone on the beach, hearing the waves break in the distance. And no one else is there but me. Calgon take me away….

The Cloud I Hide Behind

This morning began a little different than my usual one. I usually wake up at 5:30 am and lay out my husbands clothes. Then head to the kitchen to make his breakfast. And right about 6:15 sharp, he is kissing me good-bye as he heads out the door. But not without me adding our grand daughters favorite send off, “be safe.”

Not on this particular morning. I had a restless night and couldn’t sleep. I think I finally fell asleep around 2am. My mind was so busy I just couldn’t get comfortable. As I got into bed  and lay down next to my husbands side. I could hear the new sounds as he breathes. Ever since he was released from the hospital he hasn’t  sound the same. As he exhales there’s a loud paa sound. Before he got his c-pap he would snore so loud. I just couldn’t sleep. I remember a few times holding his nose and he would wake up and look at me, like what the heck are you doing? Id say, you were snoring. Then he’d roll over and go back to sleep. There was another time he was so loud I tried placing my pillow around my ears but that didn’t help. It only made me more upset. So I got this idea. What if I roll him on his side? The first time I tried to roll him on his side I rolled him right off the bed. I couldn’t believe what I had done. Oh my gosh, babe are you ok? My husband responds in this very sarcastic  annoyed tone, “yes!.” Umm you were snoring so loud I thought if I just turned you on your side… He interrupts, “turning me on my side is different then throwing me off the bed.” I want those moments back.  Last night I missed the silence of the c- cap. Heck I even missed the snoring but only just a tad.

What does this new sound all mean? Is this the beginning of bad things to come? No I can’t allow my mind to go to dark places like that. It’s to much to bare. I have a hard enough time blocking out the what if’s of my sister’s illness. I need need my trusted clouds. They bring me comfort. Because I can hide behind them and never see the truth that may a wait me. Sadly, last night no matter how hard I tried to go to happier times and moments. The storms kept rolling in like lighting bolts. Nothing seemed clear to me.

There is this song I’ve sung to my own children and to my grand children. When they come to me asking so many questions about the future or their own. It goes like this:

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here’s what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future’s not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

So I guess it’s my turn to say to my self, Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be…

Tomorrow is Going to be a Wonderful Day

Today was a very productive day.My husband and I went over to our daughters home to help clear out what use to be a storage room. But now had become an extra bedroom. See my grand daughter is driving here all the way from Florida. Hoping to better her young life by finding a better paying job. Florida can be a beautiful place to visit. But finding a good paying job is hard to find. I can’t wait to see her. I’ve missed her so much. I feel like running over to my daughters home right this very minute. Because it’s around the time she’s suppose to arrive. But it’s getting late, and I need to wake up at 4:30 am and take my sissy to the Mayo Hospital for surgery.

Tomorrow is going to be a wonderful day! I finally get to hold my Brittany in my arms again. ~ ❤ ~ ❤ ~

Fall Into You

This is a very sad song called…”Fall Into You.”  Made me think of my life and the choices I’ve made.  What if I lost everything I love the most? Would I be able to go on and be strong? Would I turn away and put blinders on, become so weak and not be able to see there was a higher being there who was waiting to catch me when I fall? Would all my hearing disappear and I just crumble? Which direction would I fall? What a powerful and touching song!

One of My Special Girls!

I remember the day I found out I was expecting you. I was so scared and unsure if I would be a good Mother. Before I knew it, you were breathing your first breath of air and crying out for me.” Hold me Mom, keep me safe.”  I took you into my arms and quickly your crying stopped. I looked at you in my arms. You seemed so tiny, so fragile. I was afraid I might break you right in my arms. I thought there is so much to learn about being a Mom. I had only one great example to go by. But I never saw her with anyone as small as you. But still, I remember she held me in her arms when I was sad, scared or sick. So that is what I’ll do. Hold you close in my arms until I know your alright. I realized as each day passed. You don’t need to be a perfect Mom, just a loving one. The rest will come naturally.

Turn Around

My baby, my own.

Turn around and you’re two.

Turn around and you’re four.

Turn around and you’re a young girl.


Going out of the door.

Turn around,  turn around and you’re a young wife.

With babes of your own.



Your beautiful from the inside in

And even though your all grown up

You’ll always be

My Special Girl


This post is dedicated to my first born, Jessica.




Take You Back

Isn’t it crazy how one song can take you back instantly to a moment a  person or even a spirtual place.  No matter what else has changed in you or the world…that one song stays the same, just like that moment.

I can remember back when I was 12 years old hearing this song sung in church. “I Believe.” It effected me so deeply. The impact was so profound. I found my self at complete peace. Something I hadn’t felt for a long time. I had just lost the only Mother I had known at 11 years of age. Moved to a new home, new family, new city and new church. I had felt so lost. Then this lady stood in the choir and sang this song – “I Believe”  and something in me change for the better from that day on.  Years passed and I never heard that beautiful song again. Then two weeks ago while I was cleaning my house what song comes on? That’s right, I Believe. But this time sung by Aaron Neville. I’m not embarrassed to say I got emotional. I actually weeped with joy. I was hit with that same peace I felt at 12 years old. On that same day two ladies knocked at my door and I let them in. Something I don’t normally do. But now i am glad I did. They enriched me with the their knowledge, grace and left me in spiritual peace. I had felt like something was missing in my life, but couldn’t put my finger on it. Until I heard this song then all the pieces to the puzzle fell into place.

Try and remember a place, a person, a smell a memory or a song that can take you back instantly to a good place. What’s your’s?



 I Believe

I believe for every drop of rain that falls a flower grows

I believe that some where in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for everyone who goes astray

Someone will come to show the way, I believe, I believe

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great some where hears every word

Every time I hear a newborm baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why I believe