Spring greetings to all the coupon junkies, cookbook addicts, and
plain ole' good cookin' Rosalie fans! How are all of you lovely
people? One thing I know, it is very hard to stay indoors with such
lovely weather we are enjoying this time of year. And to all of you
who let me know the "Best Banana Bread" was better just the way it was
in the original recipe, I thank you. So, please don't kill me people,
but we are back to the original recipe that called for 1 teaspoon of
salt in the flour. Also, keep the original frosting, and don't add
the banana extract.
Now that you are all completely confused, just go to my blog,
www.rosalieserving.com for the updated original "Best Banana Bread"
to review the recipe. By all means, you just have to make this
banana bread….it is sooo good!
Now, to the title of this newsletter…."The Hole In My Purse". I'm
sure this must strike some feelings in all of you females. You know,
the canyon that has a bottomless pit? Or, maybe you have a purse
that stashes things for 3 months or more, and then mysteriously lets
them turn up as though you just put them in. In any case, our purses
have miraculous powers.
Like the Sunday morning my husband and me went to church, got out of
the car, and I happily dropped the keys into my pretty black and
white reversible purse. After a great church service, and wonderful
church dinner, we, being the last few folks to leave, said our
goodbyes. As I reached down into the canyon and could feel no keys,
I heard Bill calling, "Come on Rosalie, where's the keys?" "Oh, I'm
sure there in here somewhere, I called back."
Some two hours later, after dumping out my purse 40 times, no keys
were ever going to appear. We searched the entire church building,
parking lot, and even the bathroom stall I used before going into the
sanctuary. There was nothing else to do but call the locksmith.
After happily paying the $25.00 to get back into the car, I said to
Bill, "You saw me drop the keys into my purse, didn't you?" There was
no answer. It wasn't until later that evening, when I went to put my
purse back into the purse drawer, that I felt a familiar "lump" in the
lining of the reversible part of the purse. Reversing the purse
quickly rendered….you guessed…the car keys. Yes, I had been
vindicated! I then just stared at that purse, thinking for sure it
was staring back at me with much laughter.
Why do I write about demon purses? Oh, but for the love of recipes!
Recipes written on the backs of envelopes, written on deposit slips,
written on gum wrappers, or even on Kleenexes.All of which are tucked
into the purse canyon, and never to be seen again.
This just happened to me the other day. A dear lady gave me a recipe
on how to make a great fruit pizza. She delicately wrote it on a
small note book page and handed it to me. "Now, darling," she said, "
I know you will want to put this recipe in you next cookbook; my name
is on the bottom." "Thank you so much," I replied. I dropped it
into my wallet, and a few days later I noticed something stuck to the
bottom of my coffee table leg. It was a small note book page with a
recipe on it titled, "Fruit Pizza"….strange.
Maybe we should look at our purses and think; bottomless canyons,
osmosis, demon possessed deceivers, or traveling spirits from another
world. In any case, if you value your recipes, carry a recipe folder
big enough to fly away on its own…just a thought.
Have fun, and keep cooking from the best cookbooks, ever… Rosalie Serving Cookbo
