Thanksgiving 2016 In Pictures

Donned my mother’s apron early this morning. My Aunt Rose Marie Ellison Cooper made the brown background with teal, stylized flowered apron decades ago. I love aprons- I feel so domestic diva-ish.
A big bone in ham. I mixed up an easy orange juice and honey glaze. Yum!
A smoked turkey, with a little extra help: one melted stick of butter, lemon juice and a dash of Cajun seasoning. So juicy! Of course there were the traditional sides of green bean casserole, cornbread dressing, candied sweet potatoes, corn casserole, cranberry sauce too.
The sasanqua were late this year (probably the two month drought), but I’m kinda glad, because they are plentiful now. Paired with Nandina fronds for a simple table arrangement.
After dinner there was kick ball in the front yard, dominoes at the cleared dining room table and a few naps blissfully taken wherever a quiet corner could be found.

It was a good holiday. I am thankful for so much this year. A new beginning has been given to me, and with God’s help, I don’t plan on wasting it.

Blessings from the Exile’s Kitchen.


Morning, Bacon

Bread pudding, a cup of coffee and bacon for breakfast, on this chilly November morning. Now I like bacon crispy and with the least amount of grease possible, so I nuke it on a paper towel lined plate. There were two brands of bacon in the frig: Carolina Pride and Bryan.


One brand came out looking like bacon and the other, well, didn’t.
A few minutes in the microwave and two pieces tried to crawl off the plate.
Bacon stripes or bacon crumbles?

Can you tell which bacon is which brand, by these pictures?

Yeah, I’m griping about bacon. The packages are smaller and the price is higher. You have to really read the package, otherwise you’ll get whimpy slices that all but refuse to come out of the packaging and then shrink up to nothing! Who’s got time to research the bacon aisle after a long day at work?

Excuse me- I watched all the over indulged millennials protesting in the streets and I felt left out…

Back to the comparison : the strips of bacon are Carolina Pride, the crumbles are Bryan. Not telling you what to buy, but I know which I’ll look for.

Blessings from the Exile’s Kitchen .

5:30 p.m.

Tilly (my Daddy’s old tractor) got a workout today. A path was cut around the big barn. Plans for future livestock were made. Not only the house, but also the barn is having new life breathed into it.


I am learning to float sheet rock. It’s not unlike spreading a crumb coat on a cake. There, that’s my food reference for this week. Mudding corners is tricky. This new skill may come in handy on my next mission trip. We will go to Montana. I’ve never been that far West and North.  20161112_132626

November twilight gathered in and the moon snuck into the night sky.

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I have missed the night sky, as I have said before. I couldn’t resist snapping a few photos of the November twilight this evening around 5:30.

Blessings from the Exile’s Kitchen.