For our Labor Day cookout we had these gems. You can't find them anywhere else, least I never heard of them until we moved to central New York. The potatoes are boiled with a cup of salt added to the water, which comes with the potatoes. I don't use all of the salt. Can I say...not healthy?My heart melts EVERY.TIME. I see this picture of Justin and his beautiful wife Melissa. They are loving life in Wyoming. Who wouldn't? We miss them so much, but with these smiles we know they are where God wants them and they are happy. That's what I want for the four beautiful children God has gifted us with...to follow and love Him and to be happy and joyful in whatever they are doing.
I hope y'all had a great weekend. Mine included a bonfire, making apple cinnamon scones for a baby shower, homecoming dress shopping and making oodles of cupcakes for a certain girl who turns 16 today. I also thought about...mason jars!! Mason jars are all the rage these days. In fact, at a recent wedding party, which was held in a refurbished barn, mason jars were the party favor. I'm a mason jar kind of girl. In fact, the older the better. I have some of these scattered throughout my kitchen and cupboards. I've seen jars used for everything, including baking. I've been pretty skeptical putting jars in a 350 oven, but gave it a try this week when we had company for the evening. The red apple peeler next to the sink has seen better days, but it sure is handy when making apple crisp. On a side note, if you've never lived or visited upstate New York, you're missing out. We live smack dab in the middle of apple country. Dozens of apple orchards dot the countryside, so apples are plentiful this year. Beak and Skiff is a favorite. In fact I just saw on their web site they are in the running for the Top 10 Apple Orchards in the country. The apples are in the bowl already to go, sprinkled with sugar, cinnamon and a dash of flour. I spy next to the paper towels the wedding party favors. The name of the couple was on the front of the jar. I spy one more jar in the corner of the picture on the right, where I store my ground coffee. I didn't take many pictures because of my anxiety about putting jars in the oven. But as I think back to my mom's canning days where scalding jars were holding hot peaches or green beans, going into a hot oven wouldn't be a problem. These are fresh out of the oven.The flour, brown sugar and butter melded together to make a velvety caramel sauce. Next time I will add more apples to the jar. Yes, I know when you cook apples they cook way down. But it wasn't a problem for my guests, they just had two jars instead of one!
Who in their right mind uses the word motley in a blog post title? Probably someone who loves to read and spends her early evening watching Wheel of Fortune, Jeopardy and learning 1100 Words You Need to Know. By the look of this pile of books I also like to read. Does nerd come to mind? So, yes, Mondays at Jody Lynne will be known as motley. Fall is my favorite season, although if I give it much thought, the most dreaded season of central New Yorker's follows. I enjoy this time of year and have begun my hunt for affordable decorations, i.e. cheap. The Dollar Store is a treasure trove for the amateur decorator who changes her table-scape on a regular basis. Not sure table-scape is a word. This summer I found bottles just like these, but in blue and green.I love the pumpkin/orange colors. Score--$1 each. The flowers were $1 too. The gourds and pumpkins, 3 for $1. I have been buying bright sunflowers all summer from a farm stand up the road. $1 for a bunch. Another favorite trick when roasting a whole chicken is to butterfly it. You would think this would be a tedious process, but it takes all of five minutes when the kitchen shears are sharp. Lay the whole chicken on it's breast, cut up one side of the back, then the other side, flip the bird on its back, spreading it apart and pressing down on the breast to lay it flat and wala, it's ready to be roasted or grilled. I roasted this on 400 for 20 minutes, setting the temp to 350 for the rest of the baking time. See the white, thing-a-ma-jiggy? Again, not a word. When it pops up, approximately one hour and the internal temperature is 160. Beginning this post last week, I had several other items I wanted to add to this post, here it is Monday and I have lost that particular brain cell that held my ideas...i.e. I forgot. There you have it, my first Motley Monday on a Tuesday.