What are you eating?

[Pearl]

I'm about to have some figs, my everyday snack.

Much love!

I like figs.

 

[Nancy]

Your biscuits might be nearer to our dumplings.

Ah yes! Some like to some stews or thick soups over them...or just butter and or jam!

 

[Waiting on him]

Your biscuits might be nearer to our dumplings.

Those look like drop biscuits.

 

[Pearl]

Ah yes! Some like to some stews or thick soups over them...or just butter and or jam!

Our dumplings go into the stew or casserole when it is almost done - say for the last half hour of cooking to get them nicely brown and fluffed up.

 

[Waiting on him]

I like figs.

Love figs, right off the tree.

 

[marks]

I’m about to eat some homemade chicken and dumplings. My moms made these, they’re always delicious,,,,,, she puts the love in them.

My mother made excellent chicken soup with dumplings! I haven't thought about that for years!

Much love!

 

[dev553344]

Here are what our scones look like, these are blueberry ones...I like the poppy seed ones!

We used to have fried scones with syrup and berries for breakfast when my ex-wife's mom would cook them:

 

[Nancy]

We used to have fried scones with syrup and berries for breakfast when my ex-wife's mom would cook them:

Nummy, looks like a grilled cheese Danish

 

[marks]

Your biscuits might be nearer to our dumplings.

Oh does THAT look good!!

 

[Nancy]

What is the liquid in there Pat, is that just gravy?

 

[Wynona]

Making a bbq beef pasta with onions, corn, garlic, and jalapeno peppers. Because hubby will be home.

When it's just me I simply scavenge my fridge for easy healthyish options.

 

[Nancy]

Making a bbq beef pasta with onions, corn, garlic, and jalapeno peppers. Because hubby will be home.

When it's just me I simply scavenge my fridge for easy healthyish options.

Such variety! sounds good Wynona. Love your new pic!

 

[Pearl]

Love figs, right off the tree.

I only had 'fresh' ones once from the supermarket. I used to work in a healthfood shop for a while and my job was to weigh and pack the dried fruit and nuts. We were allowed to eat as much of the stuff as we wanted and I loved the dried figs. I like fig rolls too. Do you have those?

 

[Pearl]

What is the liquid in there Pat, is that just gravy?

It's the gravy of the casserole with meat and vegetable in it.

 

[Taken]

I wasn't planning on dinner, but made onigiri with spicy salmon and extra gochugaru (korean chili powder) on a whim. Cup of green tea now.

I doubt anyone will know what onigiri is so it is this:

In English lingo...White rice wrapped in seaweed, with salmon, and chili power....Not fan of a seaweed or chili seasoning....but looks pretty. Enjoy.

 

[Pearl]

Oh does THAT look good!!

There's nothing better on a cold winter's night than beef stew and dumplings.

 

[amadeus]

I only had 'fresh' ones once from the supermarket. I used to work in a healthfood shop for a while and my job was to weigh and pack the dried fruit and nuts. We were allowed to eat as much of the stuff as we wanted and I loved the dried figs. I like fig rolls too. Do you have those?

When I was very little boy my old God-father [in the Catholic Church], who lived across the street from us on the very edge of a small California town, had his own grape vineyard from which he made his own wine every year. He also had a couple of fig trees, which produced figs every year. Eating them right off the tree was an allowed option as long as we ate what we picked.

He was from the old country as they called it, being born in the Azores, a small group of islands in the Atlantic belonging to Portugal. He was usually a bitter, grouchy old fellow, but he introduced me to fresh figs from one of his trees.

His English was very bad and my Portuguese virtually non-existent, so we never had any long conversations.

When he committed suicide, I was sad. But... I do remember him favorably for the figs. [I did try his wine, but I did not like it at the time... and my parents would seldom let me have more than a tiny portion.]

 

[Pearl]

When I was very little boy my old God-father [in the Catholic Church], who lived across the street from us on the very edge of a small California town, had his own grape vineyard from which he made his own wine every year. He also had a couple of fig trees, which produced figs every year. Eating them right off the tree was an allowed option as long as we ate what we picked.

He was from the old country as they called it, being born in the Azores, a small group of islands in the Atlantic belonging to Portugal. He was usually a bitter, grouchy old fellow, but he introduced me to fresh figs from one of his trees.

His English was very bad and my Portuguese virtually non-existent, so we never had any long conversations.

When he committed suicide, I was sad. But... I do remember him favorably for the figs. [I did try his wine, but I did not like it at the time... and my parents would seldom let me have more than a tiny portion.]

I would love to eat a truly fresh fig.

 

[marks]

I would love to eat a truly fresh fig.

I had some a couple of months ago . . . so good!!

Mostly I eat the dried Turkish figs. I love those too.

Much love!

 

[marks]

There's nothing better on a cold winter's night than beef stew and dumplings.

Yeah, I think I want to make some!!