Sunday, February 17, 2013

"The Last Supper"...Red Meat Edition

Gigi's 82nd Birthday Gift -- A Kindle
Happy 82nd Birthday Gigi!!  Okay, so this post is a bit tardy...she turned 82 a week ago.

To celebrate our love for Gigi (and our love for dinner), mom put together Gigi's "Last Supper".  This means that Gigi was put in charge of choosing her very own birthday meal.   Now, for anyone that knows Gigi, you know that making decisions is not her forte.  I'm sure she had to pop an extra sleeping aid over worry of making the right choice.  Despite this,  no one in the family was surprised when meatloaf was the chosen meal.

To understand the meatloaf, one must go back to the olden days...you know, the days when Gigi was a young bride.  You see, my grandparents were dairy farmers.  And, if you know a farmer, you know that a steady diet of red meat is on the menu...hence, the meatloaf.  You think I joke, but I'm as serious as a hog on butchering day when I say I cannot recall a meal at my grandparent's table where red meat wasn't the star of the show.  (Look at me acting like I know farm talk...totally came up with the hog metaphor all by me lonesome.  I realize it doesn't probably make sense)

Although Alzheimer's has taken many of Gigi's memories from her, the memories of the farm are as sharp as ever... Grandpa Earl milking and running the combine...Gigi tending to her garden...a long gravel driveway with a Model A parked in its spot...composting on the farm side of the fence... two Irish Setters lazing around on the property...wait a sec, these are MY memories too!!

Farming wasn't just a job for them, it was a lifestyle and they LOVED it.  In fact, Grandpa Earl bought the farm for $1 from a guy in St. Louis.  This man saw that Grandpa had the passion...just not the green stuff, so he allowed him a downpayment of $1 and his good word.  I just love that story!

Okay, back to meatloaf.
This recipe is not Gigi's although she made a great meatloaf.  This recipe is not my mother's...she made an even better meatloaf.  This recipe is mine.  I'm not saying it's better than my mom's, but it is.  You know why?  Because it contains onions and green peppers...two of my mother's enemies.  Mom...seriously, get on the bandwagon.

B's Meatloaf

Ingredients
1 pound ground beef
1 pound ground pork
1/2 cup shredded carrots, minced
1 medium onion, minced
1/2 green pepper, minced
1 cup panko bread crumbs
1/2 cup milk
1 egg
2 tsp Famous Dave's Rib Rub
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground black pepper

Topping
1/2 cup ketchup
2 Tbsp yellow mustard
2 Tbsp mild sweet chili sauce
2 Tbsp brown sugar

Instructions
  • Saute carrots, onion and pepper with some salt and pepper until softened (about 10 minutes); set aside to cool
  • Mix the panko crumbs and milk in a large mixing bowl until milk is absorbed (may take a little more milk depending on how dry and coarse the panko)
  • Add the meats, egg, and seasonings to the bread crumb mixture; use your hands to incorporate all ingredients being careful not to over mix. 
  • Press into a loaf pan...I use a 4-mini loaf pan.
  • Bake at 350 degrees for approximately 35 minutes.  (If you make one ginormous loaf, you will likely have to bake it at least 45 minutes)
  • Add topping half way through baking.
  • Once baking is complete, let meat rest for at least 5 minutes before serving.
Before I sign off, I should explain the Kindle.  For as long as I've known Gigi, she has been engrossed in word and number games...cross word puzzles, Scrabble, word searches, Solitaire...she loves them all.  Not kidding, she even has special pens that she uses on her puzzle books.  Don't even think about using one...she will go off the deep end.  

Thus, the Kindle...no need for special writing utensils.  She is intrigued by the iPad and is constantly trying to figure out how to use it.  So, we decided we can download a bunch of puzzles AND let her go to town trying to figure the stinkin' thing out.

Truth be told,  I LOVE that she has this as a hobby.  I often wonder how much sooner she would've been diagnosed if this hobby of hers did not exist.  There are TONS of research articles out there linking strong minds and strong memories with word games.  Many state those engaged in puzzle games throughout their life were much less likely to form the brain plaques that are associated with Alzheimer's.  I just find that very interesting and thank puzzles for having given us some more years to her mind.  Now, I'm off to stimulate my own magnificent mind with a good game of LogiGrid on my iPad while snacking on a meatloaf sammie (free app...check it out).

BTW, if you happen to be Bob Harper, Jillian Michaels or someone who works for the American Heart Association, please know that I get that red meat should be limited.  We try to limit our red meat consumption to once a week, but when Mama B makes her meatloaf, game over...we'll be eating red meat leftovers for a good 4 days.  Thank you and goodnight.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The Schwan's Man, an Ice Cream Scoop & Gigi's Chocolate Sauce

Ahhh, "The Schwan's Man"...this lovely shell of a man showed up every other week at Grandpa Earl & Gigi's Illinois farm house to unload a 5 gallon tin of vanilla ice cream.  (Yep, I said 5 gallons and yep, I said every other week...keep it to yourself ...my curves don't come from eating celery.)  My grandparents had some massive sweet teeth...a dominant gene I have inherited from both of them.  To be honest, I'm fairly certain that sugar has allowed Gigi's dentist to take an early retirement but I digress.

"The Schwan's Man" is to our family like whiskers are to a kitten.  I have absolutely no idea where that came from but I imagine that whiskers are vitally important to a kitten...thus, "The Schwan's Man" was and is vitally important to me.

Okay, so let me put it one other way just to ensure you really get it.  When my sister, Kelly & I moved to Indiana in grade school with my mom and dad, we felt lost.  That is, until my mom caught a glimpse of a Schwan's truck out of the corner of her eye one afternoon.  Unafraid that she looked like a crazy, starved wolf lady, she ran down the street, arms a' flailing and screaming for "The Schwan's Man" to stop and sell her 5 gallons of vanilla ice cream (and frozen cookie dough, Gold'n Nugget Bars, and Scooter Crunch Bars to boot). 

Fast forward 25 years and I now have Jason, my very own "The Schwan's Man" who makes pretty much the same delivery to my home as his predecessor made to Gigi's.  Love!  BTW, if you want a "The Schwan's Man", here's their website.

Our love for ice cream is great...not denying this, but let's just break it down like it really is...a vehicle for the chocolate sauce...and Gigi made THE BEST!!  And, I would really be lying if I didn't acknowledge the fact that Grandpa Earl's green ice cream scoop made our treat taste even better somehow.

My Grandpa Earl gave me his ice cream scoop for Christmas one year...just a couple of years before cancer took him from us.  Cancer is just as rude as Alzheimers...just sayin'.  To this day, this beat up ol' green ice cream scoop is my most cherished gift.  It is a constant reminder of him and his love for us (and ice cream).  Not to get too sappy, but I really wish he was here right now snarfing down this delicious bowl of Schwan's vanilla ice cream with me.  


Gigi's Chocolate Sauce
Ingredients
1 (14.5) oz. can evaporated milk
2 cups sugar
4 oz unsweetened chocolate
1/4 cup butter  (Gigi used "oleo" because that's what she used in EVERYTHING)
1 tsp vanilla
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp instant coffee grounds (not in Gigi's original recipe but I like the boost of flavor)

Instructions

  • Heat the milk and sugar in a medium sauce pan to a rolling boil, stirring constantly
  • Boil and stir for AT LEAST 1 minute, or until sugar is dissolved
  • Add chocolate, stirring until melted and smooth (use your whisk and beat the tar out of it)
  • Remove from heat to add your butter, vanilla, salt and coffee
May you enjoy this recipe as much as I have!