Friday, February 19, 2016

Sloppy Grilled Cheese Sandwiches

Every so often, a recipe seems to catch the collective eye of my friends on Facebook. Several will "share" a recipe to their timeline, I suppose so they can find it later to try out in their own kitchens.

Sloppy Grilled Cheese Sandwiches appeared to be one of those recipes making the Facebook rounds. It may sound like sacrilege, but my kids weren't fans of sloppy Joes. I made several variations of the popular sandwiches during their childhood and teen years. But neither Jill or Brent liked traditional sloppy Joes.

I don't know whether this latest version would convert their tastebuds, but Randy liked them. It's a tasty addition to a lunch or supper line-up. I served them with carrot and celery sticks, as well as apple slices.

Though the recipe makes enough for five or six people, you don't have to make them all at once. I just used enough Texas toast and meat mixture to make one meal for two and saved the rest for another meal. That's the best kind of leftovers!
Sloppy Grilled Cheese Sandwiches
Adapted from a Facebook feed
1 lb. hamburger
1/4 cup chopped onion
1/4 cup chopped green pepper or colored pepper
2 tbsp. prepared mustard
1/2 cup ketchup
3 tbsp. brown sugar
2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce
10 - 12 slices Texas toast bread
Butter, softened
2 cups shredded Cheddar or marble cheese (or more, if you prefer)

Brown ground beef with onion and peppers until cooked. Drain off any grease. Add mustard, ketchup, brown sugar and Worcestershire sauce. Simmer for 5 minutes.

Spread butter on one side of each slice of bread. To assemble sandwiches, place one slice bread, butter side down, onto griddle or skillet. Sprinkle with cheese and a scoop of the beef mixture. Top with additional cheese. Place a piece of bread on top, butter side up. Cook over medium heat until browned. Carefully flip over and brown the other side.

Note:  If you aren't serving 5 or 6 people, just make the amount of sandwiches you need. Butter as many pieces of bread as you'll use at one meal. Refrigerate the beef mixture and use it for another meal, making the sandwiches as you need them rather than heating up leftover sandwiches.

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Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Farmyard Jenga

Anyone for a game of Farmyard Jenga?
The supplier used a piece of chalk to mark and count the hedge posts.
The goal of the Hasbro game is to remove one block at a time from the tower, and stack it on top. The last player to stack a block without making the tower fall wins the game.
My goal for the Farmyard Jenga game? Don't let anyone get hurt by falling hedge posts.
Randy ordered 100 hedge posts from a Yates Center supplier, but he brought 175. First, Randy and Robby (our new employee) hooked up the loader tractor to remove the posts on both sides that were holding the load on the trailer.  

It had been several years since we'd gotten fence posts from the same man. He had slowed down considerably since the last time he was here. (OK, so have we, if we want to be honest.) However, Randy and I had trouble not laughing when the man pulled out a luggage rack, sat down and then watched the proceedings like he was watching a television show. I just hoped he was far enough back that it wouldn't turn into a horror show!
Timber! (Of course, at the same time I was clicking the camera shutter as the hedge posts were coming off the trailer, I got a message saying that my memory card was full. No sequential photos of the load crashing down! However, no hedge post suppliers were harmed in the making of this blog.)
Once the hedge posts were off the trailer, Randy and Robby used the loader tractor to move the posts to an out-of the-way pile. They both thought the posts got heavier as the morning went on!
This supply of hedge posts should last through several years of fence repairs. These are considered "line posts" rather than "corner posts" because of their smaller diameter. Hedge posts are among the sturdiest materials for permanent pasture fencing.
A few of the new fence posts have already been put to use.

Monday, February 15, 2016

Hoping for a Fairytale Ending

This little twin went to market. So did his brother. Not all stories on a farm have a fairytale ending.

But in my mind this morning, I thought about a little 4-Her getting up before school to bottle feed a bucket calf. Maybe Little 649 has a new name now, a real name. Maybe a little pony-tailed girl measured out the milk powder, added water and about got knocked over as the little calf eagerly had his breakfast. She gave him a pat and headed back to the house for her own breakfast before the school bus arrived.
Maybe at another farmyard, a little boy pulled on his manure-covered boots and headed out to a pen to feed No. 648. He called him by a new name and laughed as the calf eagerly slurped down a bottle.

Well, that's the story in my mind, anyway.
On a Facebook post on February 4, I wrote: "Double the pleasure. It looks like the mama will claim both bull calves born today."
 
And she did. Both babies were being fed, but then the mama started going downhill. Last Wednesday night, after we got home from taking Kinley and Brooke back to their mama, Randy and I had a nighttime mission.

I don't recommend loading cattle in the dark, if you can help it. I shone a flashlight on the barn door to help guide Randy backwards. After a few attempts, we were lined up right. Then, our flashlight beams hit a grisly sight - a dead coyote along the lane in the barn where the cow would need to walk. That was enough to spook man or beast, so Randy got rid of it.

The poor mama was confused by these crazy humans trying to get her to go into a trailer in the dark. It took several attempts. It was equally challenging to load the babies in the back of the trailer, and Randy ended up carrying both of them.


The taillights on the trailer wouldn't work, so we couldn't take the cow anywhere at night. The next morning, she was dead. So Randy took the two little calves to the sale. And there is where my fantasy story commenced. I am hoping that two 4-Hers will be caring for the calves and using them as a bucket calf project for a county fair this summer. I can picture those 4-Hers in my mind because both Jill and Brent loved the bucket calf project.
A page from Brent's 4-H book

We didn't get a check from Pratt Livestock in the mail on Saturday. With the President's Day holiday today, we won't know until Tuesday how much the little calves brought at the sale. But I hope they'll become "priceless" to a couple of 4-Hers. At least, that's how the story goes in my mind.
And a page from Jill's 4-H record book

Friday, February 12, 2016

Heart to Heart

It has been a long time since I've helped make a Valentine box. But with a little help for ideas from a Google search and expert sticker placement from a willing and able 4 year old, Valentine's Day 2016 will be the cat's meow!
Jill says when Kinley carried it into her classroom, one of her friends said, "Oh look! It's a cat!" Mission accomplished. (Yes, confirmation from an unrelated 4 year old is validation for the quality of our work. Sad, but true.)
The school Valentine box was just one of several holiday projects that the girls and I accomplished during our time together this week. Jill was at a conference in Wichita, so Kinley and Brooke got a trip to the farm.  Do you think we got enough sprinkles on these Rice Krispie treats? I was going to go around the outside with frosting or candy melts to define the heart shapes. But I reconsidered after trying to keep two girls on chairs while helping mold and unmold cereal treats. (Yes, I kept them in their PJs during the cooking session to reduce the laundry needed after this sticky project.)

I should have gotten photos of both girls trying to sweep up the sprinkles from the floor. It's good I had two brooms for two big helpers. Brooke also tried to climb into the dishwasher to help me unload the top rack. That's dedication!

Grandma didn't just promote sweet treats. The girls also were our pizza chefs for the evening. I wonder why they didn't eat much at supper: Could it have been that they ate the ingredients along the way?
Our craft projects weren't done. Kinley also made decorated this wooden heart. Grandma didn't realize that the flowers weren't stickers. So Kinley held each tiny flower while I dabbed them individually with a little glue. Then she put each into place, creating the pattern herself. She was meticulous and very patient. It turned out better than I could have imagined, especially since I was also trying to keep Brooke entertained at the same time. Stickers, pipe cleaners and the kitchen Tupperware drawer distracted the littlest helper. (And I may have also had to keep her from climbing some shelves at the same time.) Some day, she may be gluing decorations, too. But we'll see if she ever sits still long enough. Busy, busy, BUSY!
Case in point: We hung the heart on our back door to get a photo before Kinley took it home. Brooke was a little too interested to suit Kinley. The photographic session was cut short before I could get a posed photo with both girls. It seems to be the story of my efforts to photograph the girls together!

Brooke's busyness may also be why I didn't get any photos at all of Kinley decorating bookmarks, though it kept her occupied for a long time. I didn't expect her to decorate all 25 in the package. But she loved picking out which stickers she wanted to use and then decided which bookmark she wanted to share with other people.
While the Valentine's projects were a hit, the baby calves were less of an attraction than we predicted. Brooke is an expert animal sound imitator. And she did do her share of mooing in the cattle lot. But neither of the girls was wild about touching the baby calves. Kinley had her eyes on the big mama cows that were too close by to suit her. None of the heifers were aggressive. But they are pretty big to a 4 year old and a 17 month old.
The girls liked watching them from a little further away! I'm guessing the mamas felt the same way.
The girls also checked out the head stall in the cattle shed and explored the other outbuildings.
They much preferred seeing the cows and calves from the pickup window
The next day, they checked out the cattle trailer. (At least the cattle poop was dry, Mommy!)
The cats continued to be the star attractions at the farm. Kinley was reunited with her favorite, Cozy. When I looked at the photos later, their connection was further cemented because of their big, beautiful eyes. (But, true to form, it couldn't happen in the same photo.)
Brooke liked whichever cat was nearest to her at the time.
Unlike Kinley, she doesn't play favorites in the feline department.
We read every story in the Fancy Nancy book collection. Brooke sat there for a few of them.(We used a new Valentine's bookmark to keep our place between reading sessions!)
Kinley was such a big help with Brooke. When Brooke was inconsolable, wanting Mommy at bedtime, my singing of Sunday School songs only worked for a little bit. But having Kinley lying beside her finally calmed Brooke down enough for her to fall asleep.
As the oldest sister myself, I know that little sisters can sometimes want to do whatever you're doing. They can mess up your stuff. But there's also a bond that never ends. They are fortunate to have one another.
And we are blessed to have them both (though I am definitely reminded why God made it so that you parent when you are young).

Monday, February 8, 2016

Maternity Ward


Would you like a little fiber with your baby? As this new mom licked her baby clean, she took in a little roughage from the bedding straw in the shed. It was just a little bonus for the mama with the first baby actually born in the calving shed. 

Every year around January 1, newspapers feature the first New Year's babies born in the local hospitals. So our first little baby born in our new "maternity ward" should get a little press, too, don't you think?
Actually, Randy proved his worth as a cattleman that night. During colder weather, Randy and I separated out a few of the heifers who looked like they might be closer to giving birth. (I just ran the gate. I was not the decider in this venture.)
 
That particular night, we ran three heifers into the calving shed. Two of the three had calves overnight. Impressive powers of deduction or a lucky guess? We'll go with educated guess (and not talk about running a red heifer into the shed several nights with no baby the next morning.) As I said, I'm not the one making the call, so I can tease the cattleman a little. But I need to give him credit, too.
The mom in the adjoining "suite" evidently had more time to clean up her baby for visitors. Randy tagged each of them and gave them a shot to prevent scours (diarrhea).
Then they were ready to leave the "hospital."
On wobbly legs, they were off to explore life outside the shed. 
Evidently, the shed got good reviews since babies and moms are thriving.
(I am behind posting this. It happened the end of January, but I still wanted a record of the first babies born in the shed.)

We had a population explosion on Sunday. It truly was a Super (Bowl) Sunday. We had eight new babies, a couple more from heifers and the rest from cows. This won't be the last calf photos you'll see.
Also included in my Saturday and Sunday agenda was helping Randy get feeder cattle off wheat. It really wasn't a bad weekend to have a couple of 4-wheeler rides.

Friday, February 5, 2016

Super Bowl Winner

Need a super sandwich this weekend? SCORE!

I don't have a favorite in this year's Super Bowl ... unless you count the commercials. Once the Kansas City Chiefs are out, I tend to cheer for teams that have former K-State Wildcat players. Sadly, none remain this year. I have friends who are die-hard Broncos fans, but I don't really care who wins. Sacrilege, I know!

I saw a recipe for Cheesy Pull-Apart Sliders on my Facebook feed this week and thought they'd be a perfect addition to a Super Bowl party. The sauce is reminiscent of the one used for Funeral Sandwiches, a recipe that has quite a sad name for such a delicious end product.

But instead of using ham as the main attraction, these sliders use ground beef. How can that not appeal to a Kansas beef producer? Since I have ground beef readily available in the freezer, it's a win-win.

You won't fumble your Super Bowl party with this easy, tasty addition to the game plan. (You can add Sweet and Sour Beans to the party line-up, too.)
Cheesy Pull-Apart Sliders
Adapted from my Facebook feed
1 lb. ground beef
1 cup chopped onion
2 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. pepper
1 tsp. mustard powder
1/2 tsp. smoked paprika
1 10-oz. can diced tomatoes and green chiles, drained
1/4 cup ketchup
12 slices Cheddar cheese
12 dinner rolls or slider buns
Glaze:
1/2 cup butter
2 tbsp. brown sugar
1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce
1 tbsp. prepared mustard
1 tbsp. sesame seeds

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Brown beef with onions and garlic. Drain fat. Stir in seasonings, diced tomatoes and ketchup, mixing together well and heating through.

Slice dinner rolls or slider buns in half. Place bottom half of rolls in a 9- by 13-inch pan which has been sprayed with cooking spray. Top with beef mixture. Top with sliced cheese. Add the tops of the buns.

Glaze: Melt butter in microwave and add all other ingredients. Stir together until smooth and well combined. Pour evenly over the buns. Bake at 350 degrees for 25 minutes. I covered with foil so they wouldn't get too brown.

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Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Want to Have a Little Ground Hog Today?

Punxsutawney Phil didn't see his shadow this morning. That will probably come as good news to the people scooping snow out of feed bunks this morning. We got 0.40" of rain and no snow here in Central Kansas.

I don't know how much I believe a weather forecast from a furry rodent surrounded by cheesy guys in top hats and tails. However, it may be as accurate as forecasts this winter from the pros ... just sayin'!

Today is Groundhog Day. This was the 130th time that Punxsutawney Phil (or his ancestors) had made the February 2 prediction. According to legend, if Phil sees his shadow, there will be 6 more weeks of winter. If the day is overcast and he doesn't see his shadow, there is supposed to be an early spring.

This morning in Punxsutawney, Philadelpia, the groundhog came out of his burrow at Gobbler's Knob. The world - or at least the TV morning shows - watched. No shadow! Spring is on the way.

Well, we'll see.

The celebration of Groundhog Day began with Pennsylvania's earlier settlers. It stemmed from a combination of religious beliefs and facts associated with hibernating animals. They brought with them the legend of Candlemas Day.

If Candlemas be fair and bright,
Come, Winter, have another flight;
If Candlemas brings clouds and rain,
Go Winter, and come not again.

We got a jump on Groundhog Day around here yesterday by eating a little "ground hog." I fixed breakfast for lunch. Phil had nothing to fear. It was really sausage.

I have fond memories of Batter-Dipped French Toast as a Kansas State University dorm resident. I usually showed up for breakfast. (It is the most important meal of the day, you know.) But on the days when Batter-Dipped French Toast was on the menu, there was even more incentive.

I lived in West Hall, which was served by the Derby Dining hall on the K-State campus. When my dorm put together a cookbook in 1978, Batter-Dipped French Toast was one of the recipes included. I haven't made it for years, but I saw it when leafing through the old recipe book and decided it would be a great accompaniment to my "ground hog."

I am a big proponent of breakfast for any meal of the day. So, whether you eat it for breakfast, lunch or supper, it's sure to warm you up on a cold day. Enjoy!
Batter-Dipped French Toast
from the cookbook, The Sun Rises In West Hall's Kitchen
2 eggs
1 tbsp. oil
2/3 cup plus 2 tbsp. milk
2/3 tsp. salt
1 1/3 cups flour
2/3 tsp. baking powder
6 slices of 1-inch thick Texas toast bread
Oil for frying
Powdered sugar
Syrup & fruit, as desired

Heat oil in deep skillet to about 400 degrees. Beat eggs on high speed for 2 minutes. Add milk and oil on low speed. Combine dry ingredients. Add to egg mixture; mix until smooth. Dip bread slices in batter, coating both sides. Deep-fat fry until golden brown on both sides. Cut into triangles. Sprinkle with powdered sugar. Serve with warm syrup and fruits, as desired.

(Note: I did sprinkle with powdered sugar, but it melted on the hot toast. I should have sprinkled a bit more for the photos.)

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