Food & recipes 31 Jul 2005 02:14 pm
This one’s for my Dad.
Back in Jax, we’d dash out every sunday, some of us having breakfast, some not, and those who’re hungry just had to hope some poor Sabbath-breaking soul bought donuts for us pious ones.
Hmmmm.
Well our new church doesn’t have Sunday school. This means our mornings can actually be included in the “day of rest”. No more rushing, dashing, or gnashing of teeth. A chorus of “mooooommmm! He hit me!” anyone?
We sleep in. Until 7 LOL. Celia is the first child up and we sit and watch the morning and the birds and the mist over the mountains. And today I started the new tradition. I got the idea from the craving I’ve had every single sunday morning since we left Michigan.
Sundays up there often meant breakfast at the Delhona. I have no idea how much we actually ate there and how much is the romantic spin I tend to put on childhood memories. It doesn’t matter anyway because the effect on my tastebuds was effectual either way.
The Dehlona was a wooden building by the bay, as I remember it, just off the highway. There were deer on the wall by the loft, clothed tables, and big men in plaid flannel. I don’t remember going in winter, though we must have. My memories of that place look like it does here: misty and grey in the morning and cozy inside.
Erin always got French Toast. I always got toast and bacon. We also got hot chocolate with a marshmallow and whipped cream. Mom was the creative one, usually ordering something different each time. I get my adventerous food spirit reguarding variety from her. Daddy always got Eggs Benedict because they made them perfectly there: eggs cooked but still wiggly.
The memory was very affecting. Most sunday mornings, especially hungry sunday mornings, have me pulling into the parking lot bemoaning how badly I want a plate of hot Eggs Benedict liberally covered with Hollandaise sauce. David is quite sick of hearing about it! I’ve not tried before now due to an absurd fear of how to poach an egg.
Today’s attempt may not have come close to the Dehlona ideal. I only sampled a bite or two from Dad’s plate growing up, and though I love it, I don’t often find it in restaurants to investigate. But I heated my plates, got the best Canadian bacon I could find, made the sauce, and learned how to poach an egg. (an amazingly simple proceedure!)
My eggs were cooked but wiggly :-).
It was hot, layered, and delicious. I could probably improve on the muffin layer: Thomas’s seemed kind of stale. And it would be nice if I could find some thicker bacon. The kids devoured it; David closed his eyes and “ooooo-ed”, as he’s learned that’s the best compliment I could receive. The coffee was hot, the morning smooth, and my tummy didn’t rumble during the sermon.
It paid off later too. When we got home from church we weren’t starving mad, and were content to head to the pool for a swim while the chicken roasted. Our lunch of roast chicken, potatoes Anna, double Glouchester cheese, plums and grapes was a fantastic afternoon feast which only could have been improved with some family around.
An “ug” would have been nice today. Wish you were here.
on 01 Aug 2005 at 9:47 am 1.Cat said …
I’m going to stop reading your posts. They make me too HUNGRY! Why are Mondays so hard to get everyone else back on track? Sabbath rest only seems to work for me. It has the opposite effect on the kids (makes them lazy and disobedient, and I have to work on re-training them all week long). BY the way, the Border workshop was cancelled. Everyone apparently wants to come in August (except your poor mom, who had signed up-the only one). Must go re-direct children. Homeschooling, what’s that? If I get them to do ONE chore today, I’ll have to settle for that as an accomplishment. Grrr.
on 02 Aug 2005 at 5:20 am 2.TiaDavidandOurLittleChickens said …
Mondays are my recovery day too! You’ll notice no Monday blog! Too much to do. We did the crazy thing of registering for co-op classes on MONDAY. How am I going to pull that one off??!?!
and hey…hunger is a good thing! You gotta eat right? Might as well be great!
on 03 Feb 2007 at 12:59 am 3.Mimi McKalson said …
Thank you- Just read your comments/thoughts/recipes. Maybe it’s the night, but I just want to cry. You’ve touched my heart. I’m in No. CA and really appreciate the messages you’ve shared. Gee and all we were doing was researching different bean recipes! Bless you. I suddenly want to travel to the south (?) - I’m thinking that’s where “Jax” is…. Anyway thanks for your writtings.