Sammy's Shark Bite...Halloween Dayz

You are not reading the title incorrectly and it is not a typo.  This Halloween has me in a dayz!!

Halloween is not my favorite day or holiday by any stretch.  It never has and after today, it never will be.  I have some friends who really get into this holiday.  They are planning their costumes months ahead of time and really do up their house interior and exterior decors.

I have never been a fan of it.  Growing up in Alaska, Halloween was always so cold.  We could never get our (back in the day) plastic costumes over our giant parkas.  We had to dress just for survival to score whatever candy we could, before frostbite started to show itself.  Our eyelashes would freeze and it just wasn't fun.

Then when I was young in elementary school, our classroom had a pumpkin seed counting contest.  We had to guess how many seeds were in the pumpkin before we carved it together...and I won.  I was so excited.  I had never won a contest.  The winner got to bring home the carved pumpkin.  Well, it was a really, really large pumpkin.  I heaved it onto my school bus and we drove home after school.  

Well, again...very cold and dark by that time of year after school.  I wrapped my little arms around that pumpkin and started to walk home from the bus stop, so proud of my winning accomplishment and couldn't wait to show my parents.  My little body couldn't hold out.  The large pumpkin was much too large and heavy for me to carry home.  It was so cold that day, that I ended up accidentally dropping my prize pumpkin.  Since it had frozen over, it immediately shattered in pieces...and so did my heart right then and there.

Today, my heart stopped again....

Driving to work this morning, out of nowhere a large deer or elk (not sure it happened so fast) with antlers like I have never seen jumped out of the bushes and rammed right into my car.  The entire side of my car....bumper to bumper.  It sounded like (and felt like) I just got t-boned by a freight train.  

By the Grace of God, I was able to keep control of my car and not flip it or drive off the cliff.  My Guardian Angel kept me safe, but my poor car has definitely seen better days.  Just another example why I will never be a fan of Halloween.  

When I delivered my broken car to the auto body for evaluation, they told me I was their third deer incident today.  What are these deer thinking?!?!  She then proceeded to take a large green marker and start marking every area that needed replaced and/or fixed.  By the time she was done, it looked like a kindergarten class had doodled all over the white paint and I wanted to cry...again...for the fifth time today.

I felt most sorry for USAA insurance, who have been absolutely amazing to me through all of this!  They had to listen to my hysterical blubbering when I had to call them and try to explain what happened.  Late in the afternoon, one of their agents called just to check on me and see how I was doing.  (I can only imagine what the notes in my file say about my emotional state this morning).

Since Mr. Giant Deer took a giant bite(s) out of my car, this evening I will be having Sammy's Shark Bite...or two...or??  

Sammy's Shark Bite

Courtesy of Sammy Hagar

1-1/2 ounces Sammy's Beach Bar rum

1/2 ounce Southern Comfort

1/2 ounce orange juice

1/2 ounce fresh sour

1/2 ounce simple syrup

1 ounce Sprite 

orange peel for garnish

Pour all the ingredients except the Sprite and orange peel into a shaker.  Shake with ice and strain into a highball glass.  Add the Sprite, garnish with the orange peel, and serve.

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Carole's Granola

Today is National Oatmeal Day!  Yummy!  Our Colorado winter is slowly creeping in on us and it is perfect oatmeal weather.

I keep a container at my office and make up a comforting little bowl for myself each morning.  Perfect (as we call it at our house) "belly filler", to get me to the lunch hour finish line.

My husband on the other hand is not a fan of the traditional oatmeal.  He likes his in a granola form, sprinkled over his Greek yogurt and berries every morning, with a little drizzle of honey.

During my recent visit to our very dear friend Carole, she sent me off with a bag of her homemade granola.  She was even kind enough to put it in a clear plastic bag, so I wouldn't have any TSA issues with security.

Well, my hour and a half drive to the airport...I got a little hungry.  I took a little sneak into her care package...and then another...and then another.  Oh my word, Carole's granola was (is) so good! 

When I got to the airport, I texted her immediately for the receipe.  This one is going in my cookbook archives!  Thank you Carole!

Carole's Oatmeal

Courtesy of Carole

2 c. Old Fashioned Oats

3/4 c. shredded unsweetened coconut

1/2 c. nuts, chopped

2 Tbl. brown sugar

1/2 tsp. salt

4 Tbl. coconut oil, melted

1/2 c PURE maple syrup

1 tsp. vanilla

1/2 tsp. almond extract

In a large bowl, mix all dry ingredients.  In a small bowl, mix all wet ingredients.  Mix all ingredients together.  

Pour onto baking sheet in an even layer.  Bake 30 minutes or until dry and golden brown stirring every 10 minutes.  Let cool.  Store in air tight container.

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Honey-Soy Salmon and Leaving My Honey Home Alone

This week I am traveling...alone...for the first time in ten years.  It was such a strange feeling packing for one person.  Don't get me wrong, I brought 37 outfits for 5 days.  You can never be too prepared in my opinion.  I will never be able to travel to Europe with one carry-on suitcase...it will just never happen for me.

One of my favorite parts of our new house is in the laundry room.  I made my husband promise me that when we moved there would be no more "junk" areas in the main parts of house.  No cell phone cords in kitchen, no golf tees on the t.v. unit, no debit cards receipts on the dresser.  So, we built our "Command Central".  We added electrical outlets, a shelf, and a white board.  I love this area.  I menu plan for the week, add "to do's", and little notes.

The weekend before I left, I asked my husband if he wanted me to meal prep for him.  He said, no thank you, he's got it and he'll "figure something out".  As the days were approaching for my departure, he (and the dogs) were starting to get pouty faces.

I walked through the laundry room and noticed different writing on my white board.  He went ahead and "planned" his dinners while I was away...."All Skate"!  Now, you would have to be a child of the 70's to appreciate the note.

Back in the day when we had roller rinks, every hour they would play one song and you could do "all skate"...that meant you could skate however you wanted to.  Slow, fast, forward, backward, spinning, showing off,...you get the picture.

I laughed so hard when I saw his "menu", I almost cried!  This is so typical of a classic line.  I am so scared to hear about what his dinners consisted of while I was away during his "All Skate".

When I return home I will have to make him this dish.  It is so, so, so good!  It is one of his favorites and super fast to put together...even I can knock this out with jet lag!

Honey Soy Salmon

Courtesy of Pioneer Woman

2 whole Salmon Fillets

salt and pepper

olive oil, for cooking

2 Tbl butter

3 Tbl honey

3 Tbl low sodium soy sauce

2 whole limes

cooked rice, for serving

Season the salmon with salt and pepper.  Heat a little olive oil in a nonstick skillet over medium to medium-high heat and place the salmon, skin side down in the pan.  Cook for 5 minutes on the first side, being careful not to burn the surface.  Carefully flip to the other side and cook for another 2 minutes.  Remove the salmon to a clean plate.

In the same skillet, add the butter, honey, soy sauce, and juice from the 2 limes.  Stir and cook over medium heat for a couple of minutes, until the glaze is thick.  Taste and adjust to the flavors, adding more of whatever you'd like.  Cook it for another minute or two if you like the glaze very thick.

Place the salmon back into the skillet and spoon the sauce all over the top.  Stir together cooked rice with a little lime juice and zest.  Serve the salmon over the rice, spooning on extra sauce.  

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The First Snow with Sausage Gravy and Biscuits

Yesterday was the most glorious beautiful 70 degree fall day...and then we woke up to 27 degrees oh yeah and just a little bit of snow.  Gotta love Colorado!  Our first snow fall of the year came in with a vengeance.  Then I see it is going back up to the high 60's next weekend...what?!?!

As soon as we signed our contract for our new home in November, my husband spent the next eight months designing, redesigning and designing again, our new deck.  His CAD program was non-stop measuring and figuring the best way to make the most of our square footage and lifestyle needs and wants.

Finally last month, after 3 long painstakingly weeks of my husband's hard labor every night and weekend (and just 18 hours before our first family house guest arrived), our new deck was complete.  They came during the perfect weekend, because after they left, it has been straight rain, a 24-hour reprieve yesterday with sunshine, then today's white blanket.

Well, at least we got to enjoy five days of our new deck before winter came!

 Hard to believe this was our yard at move-in day.

 Yesterday's yard...bit of an improvement!

Still a lot more to do, but that has next summer written all over it.

When I woke up this morning and saw all the snow I immediately went to two things, sausage gravy and biscuits and a good movie.  Breakfast with The Magnificent Seven = perfect Sunday!

Sausage Gravy

1 pound Jimmy Dean's Breakfast sausage

1/3 cup flour

3 cups whole milk

1/2 t. Lawry's season salt

1 t. pepper

freshly baked southern biscuits (of your choosing)

Brown the sausage over medium-high heat until no longer pink.  Reduce heat to medium-low.  Sprinkle on half the flour and stir so that the sausage is evenly coated and flour is cooked off.  Pour in milk and stir constantly.  

Cook the gravy until it starts to thicken.  Sprinkle in the seasoned salt and pepper and continue to cook until your desired thickness.  If it gets too thick, just add a little more milk.

Spoon the grave over freshly baked biscuits.  Curl up in your favorite blanket and enjoy!

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Four Years Ago: German Chocolate Bundt Cake

Five Years Ago: Greek Salsa Chicken

Home * Sweet * Home

Hello everyone...I have returned to Front Range Fork and Cork once again...I have missed you.  It has been five months to the day, since my last post and story.  For several reasons, I also shut down all my social media sites and some of you have wondered what has happened to me.  I also wasn't going to continue my blog, but with the encouragement of my husband and daughter, here I am.  It has been a very...and I mean very, interesting five months to say the least.  So, sit back, pour yourself a cup of whatever fancies you and welcome back to my life of twists, turns, laughs and tears...and where a new adventure always awaits.

It has been nearly a year since we put a deposit down on a lot to build our new home.  After 8 years of a long journey and rebuilding our life again, we have been blessed to be homeowners once again.  Last November we took a leap of faith and found a new town and place to call home...and we told no one.

You cannot imagine how difficult it is to keep a secret like this for eight months!  To be picking out finishes, colors, going over floorplans and not being able to share it with anyone.  We made an agreement, because as we have unfortunately learned from our past...the house is never yours until those keys are put into your hands.  We had to stop inviting friends over for dinner because in the final months leading up to what we prayed would be our moving day, we were floor to ceiling and wall to wall in cardboard boxes...and we kept praying.

Finally at the end of June our prayers were answered, we were handed our keys and moved into our house.  This move did not go without being bittersweet though.

Three days before our move, our girls moved out.  They are now out into the big world and living together in their own apartment, on their own, full-time work and college...and we have never been so proud of them.  In the past four months though, I have learned that I don't do empty nesting very well...at all.  More on that another day.

Missing "my guy" Theo.

Five days before our move, we had to say good-bye to my sweet boy.  Liver cancer took him as fast as it came and we miss him so much every single day.  He is the fourth Labrador we have had to say good-bye to and it never gets any easier. 

We have a new vet here and they treated our time with such kindness and graciousness like I have never experienced.  There is a candle and sign on their front desk and it states "If you see this candle lit, please respect as someone is saying good-bye to their loved one right now".  Tears still come to my eyes when I think about that candle and sign.

Our new home is straight out of The Andy Griffith Show.  It is small town USA and is full of character and charm.  (I will share with you another day about me registering our dogs with the Town Hall).  Down the street from us next to our neighborhood is a county protected bird sanctuary full of trails, bridges and benches where you can sit and ponder.  It is such a beautiful walk at sunrise and sunset.  There is a farm on the other side of the sanctuary whose cows have much to say every morning.  In the evening we can hear a very curious large owl somewhere in those trees.

Princess Brinkley positively loves her new home...of course, she also thinks she rules her street!

Well that's everything for today.  I will be sharing more about our moving and remodeling adventures...yes, we did move into a brand new house and yes, true to my husband's and my nature, we were remodeling before the first cardboard box made it in.  Stay tuned for more.

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Four Years Ago: Spaetzle with Gruyere and Carmelized Onions

Five Years Ago: Greek Salsa Chicken