On the Road Again at Our Little House
I’ve known for sometime that I would most likely one day be known as the “Crazy Dog Lady” here on the mountain.
Last week, I think Dale thought that day had come to pass.
I wrote in July about our 9–10 year old Doxie, Molly, being diagnosed with a severe enlarged heart.
Unfortunately, Molly cannot take walks with us any longer and this was inhibiting my ability to take Dakota, the Dachshund/Beagle mix on walks. The larger dogs can go out by themselves to roam, but Dakota is too small and now too old and I fear some big bad wild animal will get her if she’s not on a leash.
This left us with only these choices, none of which were good:
Altering Recipes at Our Little House
A Sunday afternoon in the city would most likely find us at our favorite Mexican restaurant in the city, but a Sunday afternoon at Our Little House is much more fun.
Dale gets the Sunday supper cooking duties in the summer, which typically means grilled fare, or if it is cool enough, Dutch Oven Cooking.
Although Sunday wasn’t a cool day, we combined grilling pork chops with a couple of recipes he has wanted to try Dutch Oven style.
The first is a dish we’ve tried before, Dutch Oven Potatoes in a 12” Dutch Oven, which comes from the book, “Camp Dutch Oven Cooking.”
The recipe calls for 1 – 1 ½ pounds of bacon and Dale put about 6 slices in it. He loaded it up with onions though, thinking that would compensate for the reduced bacon.
I was in charge of mixing the “Charley Bread,” a recipe my hubby wanted to try because it contains creamed corn, a favorite of his. I intentionally left out the 2 tbs. Of sugar and 1 tsp. of salt. Sugar is not good for us here and salt isn’t either, and since most things have too much salt, we didn’t think these omissions would matter.
Wheels and Memories on the Road
I didn’t fully realize it at the time, but I lost part of my freedom last November when I crashed my 1988 Baby Blazer on a slick mountain road.
I've always enjoyed driving and the independence it gives me. My mother, mother in law and one of my sisters in law have never drove, relying instead on their husbands. That's something that would have driven me (!) insane.
Thankfully, I wasn’t hurt in the crash and the motor was not damaged, but the extensive damage to the exterior left me without wheels.
I didn’t know at the time I would be without my own wheels — something I had not experienced since I was 16 – for 9 full months.
Zen Doggy
My week has gotten away from me and I have a ton of work to finish before the end of the month. I thought you might enjoy contemplating "Zen Doggy," today before taking a browse through my 7 favorite Living Large Links post from Tuesday (read the comments too as there were two posts readers liked as well!)
I'll be back on Tuesday with more news from Our Little House!
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