Heidi's Lamb Recipe

Rack of Lamb (you can just use a regular lamb leg / chop, anything lamb I would say)
1 1/2 tablespoons kosher salt (regular salt is fine to use)
2 tablespoons minced fresh rosemary leaves (if you don't have them fresh cause they are kind of expensive just use dried rosemary but not as much b/c dried is more potent)
3 garlic cloves, minced
1/2 cup Dijon mustard
1 tablespoon balsamic vinegar
2 racks of lamb (like I said before any kind of lamb roast will work)

In the bowl of a food processor fitted w/ a steel bade, process the salt, rosemary, and garlic until they're as finely minced as possible. Add the mustard and balsamic vinegar and process for 1 minute. Place the lamb in a roasting or sheet pan w/ the ribs curving down, and coat the tops w/ the mustard mixture. Allow to stand for 1 hour at room temperature.

Preheat the oven to 450 degrees F.

Roast the lamb for exactly 20 minutes for rare or 25 minutes for medium-rare. Remove from the oven and cover w/ aluminum foil. Allow to sit for 15 minutes, then cut into individual ribs and serve.

Beth's Biscuits-A Family Recipe

2 cups white flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
3 Tablespoons sugar
3 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
12 Tablespoons butter
1 cup buttermilk

Blend the dry ingredients.
Cut in butter till size of coarse crumbs.
Add buttermilk and stir, knead dough.
Roll out dough and cut biscuits or drop dough onto lightly oiled baking sheet.
Bake 12 minutes at 425 degrees.

(Nota bene from Miss Killion: If I don't have buttermilk, I'll just use sour milk or a cup of milk with a little vinegar added.)

My Solitary Work Journey

By Lynne McGuire-my former co-worker at Crescendo Interactive. This was composed in July 2008 after I resigned my position.

With whom shall I share my poems
To whom will I write my odes
The thoughts in my mind will roam
Alone, on Intellectual Road

For Essie’s decided to wander
On a road so much less traveled
God’s theology she’s decided to ponder
All His thoughts she will unravel

And I’ll remain here
Alone
Forlorn
Care-worn
Heart-torn
Pining and whining, I’ll mourn

My dear Essie is bound for the East
While I remain in the West
She’ll tell all her good thoughts to a priest
And I’ll talk to Arthur, at best

Such are the fates of life, I suppose
These events make or break our days
They’re not meant for stimulating prose
They’re relegated to this paper phrase

But I have a big heart of forgiveness
And I’ll think of her fondly always
For my friend, the Adventuress
Will be blessed, what she does, always

Pumpkin Drop Cookies

INGREDIENTS:

* 1/2 cup butter flavored shortening
* 3 cups sugar
* 1 (15 ounce) can solid pack pumpkin
* 2 eggs
* 1/2 cup milk
* 6 cups all-purpose flour
* 2 teaspoons baking soda
* 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
* 1 teaspoon salt
* 1 teaspoon ground allspice
* 1/2 teaspoon ground cloves

FROSTING:

* 1/2 cup butter, softened
* 2 1/2 cups confectioners' sugar
* 2 tablespoons milk
* 1 teaspoon vanilla extract

DIRECTIONS:

1. In a large mixing bowl, cream shortening and sugar. Beat in the pumpkin, eggs and milk. Combine the flour, baking soda, cinnamon, salt, allspice and cloves; gradually add to creamed mixture. Drop by tablespoonfuls 2 in. apart onto greased baking sheets. Bake at 375 degrees F for 10-13 minutes or until lightly browned. Remove to wire racks to cool completely.

2. In a small mixing bowl, combine the frosting ingredients; beat until smooth. Frost cookies. Store in the refrigerator.

Murder

Today I committed murder. Yes I admit it. It was either me or the mouse. The first mouse I let go free. The second mouse had no such luck. I cornered that disgusting rodent and I vacuumed him to death. Now there is blood on my hands and blood on the carpet. I have no clue how to clean it up. Gross.

My Dad is the Swedish Chef

Adel made a comment about your photo in the album "Profile Pictures":

"voush to who do vu do vu do vu do vu do housh do vu ?
this is sweedish for who is the best cook , the best cook for this vonderful group ?"

Best Quotation on Marriage

"Nearly all marriages, even happy ones, are mistakes: in the sense that almost certainly (in a more perfect world, or even with a little more care in this very imperfect one) both partners might be found more suitable mates. But the real soul-mate is the one you are actually married to."

J.R.R. Tolkien