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Here are the tastingspoons players. I’m in the middle (Carolyn). Daughter Sara on the right, and daughter-in-law Karen on the left. I started the blog in 2007, as a way to share recipes with my family. I’m still doing 99% of the blogging and holding out hope that these two lovely and excellent cooks will participate. They both lead very busy lives, so we’ll see.

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BOOK READING (from Carolyn):

Music of Bees, Eileen Garvin. Absolutely charming book about a woman in midlife, lonely, who raises bees, also makes unlikely friends. Heart-warming and very interesting about beekeeping.

A Postcard from Paris, Alex Brown. Really cute story. Dual time line, 1940s and present day about renovating an old apartment in Paris, things discovered.

Time of the Child, Niall Williams. Oh such a good book. Very small village in Ireland, 1960s. A baby is left on the doorstep. The town all whispers and helps. I listened to an interview of the author, which made me like him and his books even more.

Sipsworth, Simon Van Booy. If you like animals you’ll swoon. An old woman who really wants to die finds a tiny mouse in her house and befriends it and finds a reason to live. Utterly charming book.

The Forger’s Spell, Edward Dolnick. True story. For seven years a no-account painter named Han van Meegeren managed to pass off his paintings as those of Johannes Vermeer.

If You Lived Here, You’d be Home by Now, Christopher Ingraham. Could hardly put it down – about a journalist who takes on a challenge to move to small town in Minnesota and write about it. He expects to hate it and the people and place, but he doesn’t. Absolutely wonderful true story.

The River We Remember, William Kent Kreuger. 1950s, Minnesota. A murder and the aftermath. Could hardly put it down. Kreuger has such a vivid imagination and writing style.

How the Lights Gets In, Joyce Maynard. An older woman returns to New Hampshire to help care for her brain-injured son. Siblings and family, lots of angst and resentments.

The Filling Station, Vanessa Miller. Every American should read this book. A novelized retelling of the Tulsa massacre in 1921. Absolutely riveting.

The Story She Left Behind, Patti Callahan Henry. Love this author. Based on a true story. A famous author simply vanishes, leaving her husband and daughter behind. She had invented a mystical language no one could translate. Present day, someone thinks he’s solved the riddle, contacts the family. Really interesting read.

The Girl from Berlin, Ronald Balson. Love anything about Tuscany. An elderly woman is being evicted from a villa there, with odd deed provenance. Two young folks go there to help unravel the mystery. Loved it.

The Island of the Colorblind, Oliver Sacks, M.D. Nonfiction. The dr is intrigued by a remote Pacific island where most of the inhabitants are colorblind. He also unravels a mystery on Guam of people born with a strange neurological problem. Medical mysteries unveiled. Very interesting.

The Bookbinder, Pip Williams. Post 1914 London. Two sisters work at a bookbindery. They’re told to not read the books. One does and one doesn’t. One has visions beyond her narrow world; the other does not. Eventually the one gets into Oxford. Lovely story.

The Paris Express, Emma Donoghue. 1895 on a train to Paris, a disaster happens. You’ll delve into the lives of many people who survived and died in the crash.

A Race to the Bottom of Crazy, Richard Grant. This is about Arizona. Author, wife and child move back to Arizona where they once lived. Part memoir, research, and reporting in a quest to understand what makes Arizona such a confounding and irresistible place.

The Scarlet Thread, Francine Rivers. A woman’s life turned upside down when she discovers the handcrafted quilt and journal of her ancestor Mary Kathryn McMurray, a young woman who was uprooted from her home only to endure harsh frontier conditions on the Oregon Trail.

A Place to Hide, Ronald Balson. 1939 Amsterdam, an ambassador has the ability to save the lives of many Jewish children. Heartwarming.

Homeseeking, Karissa Chen. Two young Chinese teens are deeply in love, but in China. Then their families are separated. Jump to current day and the two meet again in Los Angeles.

North River, Pete Hammill. He always writes such a good story. A doctor works diligently healing people from all walks of life. His wife and daughter left him years before. One day his 3-yr old grandson arrives on his doorstep.

A Very Typical Family, Sierra Godfrey. A very messed-up family. Three adult children are given a home in Santa Cruz, Calif, but only if the siblings meet up and live in the house together. A very untypical scenario but makes for lots of messes.

Three Days in June, Anne Tyler. The usual Anne Tyler grit. Family angst. This wasn’t one of my favorites, but it was entertaining and very short.

Saved, Benjamin Hall. Author is a veteran war reporter. Ukraine, 2022, he nearly loses his life to a Russian strike. Riveting story – he survives, barely.

Grey Wolf, Louise Penny. Another Inspector Gamache mystery in Quebec. She is such an incredible mystery writer.

All the Colors of the Dark, Chris Whitaker. A missing person mystery, a serial killer thriller, a love story, a unique twist on each. Could hardly put it down.

Orbital, Samantha Harvey. Winner of 2024 Booker Prize. I don’t usually like those, but I heard the author interviewed and she hooked me. This is not a normal book with a beginning, a story and an end. It’s several chapters of the day in the life of various astronauts at the ISS (Int’l Space Station). All fictional. She’s been praised by several real astronauts for “getting it” about space station everyday life.

The Blue Hour, Paula Hawkins. An island off Scotland. Inaccessible except when the tide is out. Weird goings on. An artist. A present day mystery too.

Iron Lake, William Kent Krueger. A judge is murdered and a boy is missing. Riveting mystery.

Tell the Wolves I’m Home, Carol Ricks Brunt. 1980s. A 14-yr old girl loses her beloved uncle. Yet a new friendship arises, someone she never knew about.

Four Treasures of the Sky, Jenny Zhang. 1880s, a young girl is kidnapped in China and brought to the United States. She survives with many hurdles in the path.

The Boy Who Fell out of the Sky, Ken Dornstein. Memoir, 1988. The author’s brother died in the PanAm flight that went down in Lockerbie, Scotland. A decade later he tries to solve “the riddle of his older brother’s life.”

Worse Care Scenario, T.J. Newman. Oh my. Interesting analysis of what could/might happen if a jet crashed into a nuclear plant. Un-put-downable.

Song of the Lark, Willa Cather. Complicated weave of a story about a young woman in about 1900, who has a gifted voice (singing) and about her journey to success, not without its ups and downs.

Crow Talk, Eileen Garvin. Charming story which takes place at a remote lake in Washington State, about a few people who inhabit it, the friendships made, but also revolving around the rescue of a baby crow.

The Story Collector, Evie Woods. Sweet story about some dark secrets from an area in Ireland, a bit magical, faerie life, but solving a mystery too.

A Sea of Unspoken Things, Adrienne Young. A woman investigates her twin brother’s mysterious death. She goes to a small town in California to figure it out, to figure HIM out.

The King’s Messenger, Susanna Kearsley. 1600s England, King James. About one of his trusted “messengers,” and his relationship with a young woman also of “the court.” Lots of intrigue.

In the Shadow of the Greenbrier, Emily Matchar. Interesting mystery in/around the area of the famous resort in White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia.

Isola, Allegra Goodman. Hard to describe, survival story on an island in the 1600s.

Save the Date, Allison Raskin. Rom-com, witty, LOL funny. Clever.

The Sirens, Emilia Hart. Numerous time-lines, Australia. Mysteries abound, nightmares, abandoned baby, weird allergies.

Red Clay, Charles Fancher. LOVED this book. Mostly post-Civil War story about the lives of slaves in Alabama during Reconstruction.

Stars in an Italian Sky, Jill Santopolo. Dual time line, 1946 and recent time. Love stories and a mystery.

Battle Mountain, C.J. Box. Another one of Box’s riveting mysteries. Love his descriptions of the land.

Something Beautiful Happened, Yvette Corporon. A memoir of sorts in Greece, tiny island of Erikousa, where the locals hid Jews during WWII. All elusive stories told by the author’s grandmother.

The Jackal’s Mistress, Chris Bohjalian. 1860s Virginia, about a woman who saves the life of a Union soldier. Really good story.

Song of the Magpie, Louise Mayberry. Really interesting story about Australia back in the days when it was mostly a penal colony. Gritty strength of a woman trying to thrive with her farm.

The Boomerang, Robert Bailey. A thriller that will have you gripping the book. About a lot of secrets surrounding the president (fictional novel, remember) and his chief of staff and about cancer. A cure. Such a good story.

Care and Feeding, Laurie Woolever. Really interesting memoir of a woman driven to succeed in the restaurant business. She worked for Mario Batali and then Anthony Bourdain. Gritty stories.

Everything is Tuberculosis, John Green. Maybe not a book for everyone. A real deep dive into the deadly tuberculosis infection, its history. I heard the author interviewed and found the book very interesting.

The Book Lovers Library, Madeline Martin. Fascinating read about Boots’ drug stores’ lending library. And the people who worked in them.

The Arrivals, Meg Mitchell Moore. LOL funny, about a middle-aged couple whose children (and their various family members) return to the family home and the chaos that ensues.

My Life as a Silent Movie, Jesse Lee Kercheval. About grief. A big move to Paris, finding herself a new life with a new set of real blood family.

Escape, Carolyn Jessop. Another memoir about a woman really in bondage in Utah, Mormon plural marriage.

 

Tasting Spoons

My blog's namesake - small, old and some very dented engraved silver plated tea spoons that belonged to my mother-in-law, and I use them to taste my food as I'm cooking.

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Posted in Chicken, on November 27th, 2010.

I interrupt this ongoing travelogue from our trip, to just tell you a little bit about our Thanksgiving this year. Since Dave had heart bypass surgery just 9 days ago, celebrating Thanksgiving was not all that high on my order of things to devote time to. Eat some of it: yes. Cook it myself? No. Although giving thanks to God that my dear hubby survived this surgery is/was in order!

Our son Powell and his wife Karen and our grandson did come for several hours that day and brought some lovely food. We had a potato/cauliflower casserole, a delicious parsnip and apple mash (Karen’s going to give me the recipe and I’ll share it), some soup made by her sister, Janice (recipe to come). I made one of my old-standby salad dressings to go on a simple green salad. A neighbor bought a Costco pumpkin pie for me (I think their pumpkin pies are just wonderful). Karen brought some already-whipped cream, and some cranberry relish (she used my recipe that I’ve made for years), some guacamole and chips too. I made gravy from the drippings in the roasting pan (removing 90% of the fat). No salt needed as the kosher brining provided sufficient sodium. We didn’t have mashed potatoes. We didn’t have stuffing. We didn’t have sweet potatoes. No peas. No green bean casserole, either. I didn’t miss them. At least not this year, although I never make green bean casserole – I just threw that in to see if you were still reading my blog!

There’s a funny story to tell about the turkey . . . last week I stopped at Trader Joe’s one evening on my way home from the hospital and bought a few things, including a 15 1/2 pound kosher turkey. On Thanksgiving I let the turkey sit out at room temp for an hour or two, put it onto my roasting pan with Teflon v-shaped rack. Feeling no particular desire to research the latest and greatest turkey roasting methods, I took a quick glance in one of my Thanksgiving cookbooks and thought I’d committed to memory (albeit quickly) what I needed to do. I coated the bird with some canola oil, plopped it in the pan breast side down, preheated the oven to 500. Into the oven it went. After 50 minutes the oven was smoking, so I turned the temp down to 325 and the bird was turned over breast side up. The meat thermometer had been inserted and I went about working on other things about the dinner, assuming we’d have another 1 1/2 hours to go. Exactly 30 minutes later (so the bird had been in the oven for 1 1/2 hours total) the bird was done. It was supposed to take about 2 1/2 hours. Done in 1 1/2 hours? Huh? I stuck the meat thermometer into the thigh. Also done. Wiggled the leg. Moved some. Yup, done. We removed it, put it on the carving board, loosely covered it for about 45 minutes while Karen and I whipped up the rest of dinner. Served. Delicious, all of it.

Then I glanced at the Thanksgiving book again. Uhm. I was supposed to leave the temp at 500 for just 30 minutes, not 50. No wonder the kitchen was smoking! But, you know what? It was delicious nevertheless. Not dry or chewy. I probably won’t try that again, but it’s amazing how resilient turkey can be!

Friday I couldn’t wait to have a turkey sandwich. For lunch I made a half a sandwich and Dave and I shared it, so we each got 1/4 of a turkey sandwich. Good wheat grain bread that I buy regularly from Corner Bakery, Best Foods mayonnaise, a generous dollop of the cranberry-apple-orange relish, some slices of moist, tender turkey breast and some fresh arugula from Karen’s garden. I think I enjoy the turkey sandwiches from the leftover turkey almost as much as the big turkey feast on Thanksgiving Day itself. How about you?

PS – thanks to all of you who have emailed me or commented on my blog about my hubby. He’s healing, although slowly. Understandably, open heart surgery is extremely hard on the body. He keeps thinking he’ll just wake up one morning and feel as good as new. Sorry, no, my dear! As a Type 1 diabetic (he’s been insulin dependent now for 63 years) heart disease is a common side effect. He’s been lucky to not have any kidney issues or eye problems. He’s got vascular disease, though (that’s why he lost both legs below the knee in the last 10 years) and he had a heart attack in 1997 (two stents). I knew yesterday that he was feeling better however, because he wanted a glass of red wine at 5 pm. We had a fabulous bottle of wine on Thanksgiving Day – a Foxen pinot noir. Dave said he didn’t know what he was saving it for (it’s a pricey wine, to be sure). We four adults enjoyed it immensely.

A year ago: Rum Raisin Apple Cake with Apricot Glaze

Two years ago: Cabbage and Noodles

Three  years ago: Turkey Gravy

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