November, 2008
Oops, I can't believe I left this out!!! Turkey Gumbo Recipe
OK, I goofed, this is the first time I have ever written my recipe for Turkey Gumbo down so as I'm cooking it today I had a niggling feeling that I perhaps I had left out some key ingredients and sure 'nough I did! The ham and sausage are missing in my previous recipe...here is the right one.
Turkey Gumbo
- 1 cup chopped onions
- 1 cup chopped green pepper
- 1 cup diced celery
- 2 carrots grated
- Olive oil for sautéing
- 2 cups chopped cooked turkey
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JEN’S SONG 
The clamor and shouting are over, yet they buzz in the eardrum like a lingering memory. Outside, couples still high on the music laugh and call out in the cool evening. But inside the mood fades. A bartender swipes a damp towel across shiny wood. A lone figure coils amplifier cords on stage. She hunches over a robin’s egg blue suitcase as she works, her platinum faux-hawk standing at attention.
What's in your bag?
These satchels are tutu much! (Sorry. Couldn’t resist.) The dancers of the Lynn Terra Ballet Company of Auburn provide a vivid glimpse into their lives. They’re in rehearsal for their annual Nutcracker production December 13 and 14 at the Opelika Center for the Performing Arts.
Ready, set, bake!
In our family, holiday season began when both grandmothers started the baking and prepping for the coming large family gathering. The clatter and aroma of a holiday kitchen woke us in the morning and tucked us in at night.
Fall into spring!
This is the season when spring dreams take wing. It’s bulb-buying time. Daffodils are the staple of the bulb collection. They’re easy to grow. They live forever, and they’re deer proof. If you think all daffodils are big yellow flowers, you need to research the pale peach varieties, the multicolored blooms, or the clusters of tiny, fragrant flowers.
Bringing up voters
I live in a house divided. Forget red states and blue states. We have red rooms and blue rooms. How my husband and I have managed to stay together through five presidential elections is nothing short of a Bill Clinton-inspired miracle. (Our first fight was over Bush-Dukakis. Even today, the memory of Chris’ smug retorts still burns my bottom.)
Oh No! It’s the test!
It’s amazing how three little letters can send parents into a panic every year. And it’s about to happen again. S – A – T (or in some circles, A – C – T). Listen closely. Do you hear the shrieking? If your child is a high school sophomore, he will take the PSAT, a sort of SAT warm-up, on October 29. This test has the added allure — and stress — of being a factor in National Merit Scholarship awards.
Happy hamstrings!
You can learn a lot in a women’s locker room. Women talk about which instructors they like, stores with good sales, preferred make-up products, and in particular, their physical problems. As a post-injury personal trainer, I often have informal locker room counseling sessions.
Transformer
Your friends want to go out tonight after work. You have to work late, and the restaurant is a fifteen minute drive from the office. There is no way you can rush all the way home to change and arrive before everyone else finishes dinner. What’s a girl to do? This morning when you left for work, it was a chill fifty-eight degrees. By lunch, it’s in the seventies, and when you head for home, you’re freezing again.
