Archive for September, 2009

So my Mom had been reminiscing about some of the things her relatives in Alabama used to say, and how much she was in the mood to watch Fried Green Tomatoes.  I was ashamed to say I’d never seen the movie.  Gasp!  I know.  Well I had the house to myself a couple nights ago, so I watched it on YouTube. It’s such a beautiful film!  Here’s a scene when the main character, Idgie, is first trying to cook fried green tomatoes:

That got me to googling recipes and today I made fried green tomatoes for lunch!  As luck would have it, my neighbor was digging up his tomato plants for the season a couple days ago, and he had five tomatoes on the bush that were still green.  He asked if we wanted them.  Heck yes!  To make my fried green tomatoes I used a recipe by Robin Shreeves, who had adapted it from a recipe by the Neelys on Food Network.


  • Oil
  • 4 green tomatoes, cut into 1/4-inch rings
  • Freshly ground black pepper
  • 3/4 cup all-purpose flour
  • 1 tbsp garlic powder
  • 4 eggs
  • 2 tbsp milk
  • 1 1/2 cups bread crumbs
  • pinch cayenne pepper
  • pinch paprika




  1. In a deep-fryer, preheat oil to 350 degrees F or heat oil in frying pan on stove top.
  2. Season tomatoes, on both sides, with pepper.
  3. Place flour and garlic powder in a shallow dish. In another shallow dish, beat eggs with the milk. In another dish, mix bread crumbs with cayenne and paprika.
  4. Dredge tomatoes through the flour, then the eggs, and then through the bread crumbs. Add only a few pieces to the fryer at a time, so they can cook evenly, about 2 to 3 minutes in the fryer or 2 to 3 minutes per side in the frying pan – flipping occasionally. Drain on paper towels and serve sauce.




Eat with your fingers for best results!! 😀


(note the absence of utensils!)

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flashback: august 1990

I found some old pictures of my trip to the Enchanted Forest in Rhode Island!  My Mom took me and my sister when we were three, and we went with our “best family” (like best friends, but a whole family), Mrs. DT and her oldest son Brendon (who was three also), and a neighbor friend named Jenny.  It’s so funny to look back at these because now there are three DT kids, but back then their middle girl was only a newborn!

Check out these old-school rides:

This is me, flying my plane, girrrrrl. Fierce.


Heather and me: Jeep-drivin’ gals! (Brendon and Jenny are in the car in front of us).


Heather on the merry-go-round.  The horses were so small!  But they were the perfect size for us. (:


Heather, me, Jenny, and Brendon riding the boats that floated around a little moat.  I do remember these!  Check out the patriotic American flags on the boats.


If this doesn’t give you a hankering (I know, I’m 80) for the old days, I don’t know what will!

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picturing: magic

Today I went on a magical adventure with Mom in Rhode Island.


Met a pooka named Harvey in the furniture store–(he was a little shorter than 6 foot, three-and-one-half inch tall, but barely):


Spied some garden fairy cottages:




Had a staring contest with a grasshopper (he won):


Sauntered through some sunflowers:




And sought out the remnants of an old childhood haunt, The Enchanted Forest.  It was a toddler amusement park (of the old Americana type) that I went to when I was two (I still remember parts vaguely, like the House That Jack Built–I didn’t understand why it was crooked and it bothered me).  The park had been built in 1971 and had small-scale kiddie roller coasters (verrrry small!), storybook structures (like Jack’s House and a The Old Lady Who Lived In a Shoe–a giant boot that was a slide), a putt-putt golf course, and a petting zoo.  It also had a pirate ship, which I was apparently fond of, although I don’t remember it.  The park closed in 2005 due to low funds, and the rides were mostly auctioned off.  Supposedly a delapidated pirate ship remains somewhere back there in the woods, but it wasn’t accessible.



Below is the old putt-putt course.  I think the signs were the ones that told you what the par was.



You may think The Enchanted Forest looks more sad than magical (and it *is* now), but I feel such a sense of nostalgia when I visit old abandoned places.  Some used to be the site of a lot of love and they deserve more than to be grown over and forgotten.  I know it’s strange to personify a place, but I sometimes feel that old places like this have place-souls and are just lonely and waiting for someone to care.  Or maybe I’m just an old soul who regrets that children today are being sucked into video games (though I’d never hate on Guitar Hero) instead of magical places like this.

What magical things did you see today?

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