COOK AMISH: Glad to be back home
We are at home! Yes, home sweet home. How is it possible to have such a wonderful trip, but then be so happy to be home again?
The younger ones weren’t so impressed to be home, so I explained to them that in order for us to leave we have to get home first! We all see things through a set of different lenses, don’t we?
As always, upon returning from a long trip, one of the first things I do is walk around the house, check the garden, the vegetables and of course the weeds. This time we were delighted to find a gallon of ripe strawberries. Mmm… what could be better than a fresh berry, straight out of the plot? In fact, I know what’s best – a little hand outstretched with a “Here, mum, this one’s for you!” “
With the small drought in our region, we started to water the garden. Ah, I can’t wait to harvest the first ripe tomato. My goal for years has been to have the first ripe tomato before my dad’s birthday on June 26 .
Daniel had scheduled a driver from Danville Ohio weeks before to pick us up. Now imagine the excitement as the 15 passenger van pulled into the driveway and Grandpa from Ohio rolled down the passenger window, waving his hand at all of us. What a delicious surprise! Grandpa hiked all 360 miles, just to get back with us! They pulled up next to our huge pile of bags with luggage, car seats and everything. We had barely left when the children were already begging for stories. Even Daniel and I were in awe of his childhood stories with 16 siblings.
Yes, our trip to Ohio was filled with family time, a birthday party, fishing, yard sales, etc. It was a rewarding moment for all of us.
If you ask Jesse what his favorite part was, he’ll let you know about his fishing trip and how much time he spent the night in Mary’s room. This little three-year-old just can’t get enough of fishing under the scorching sun. After more than two hours of fishing, he shed a lot of tears because it was time to go to supper. Since he hadn’t caught his long-awaited bass, he was sure that it was not yet time to stop fishing. He was very impressed when he mastered the art of casting on his own. Standing a short distance from where he was fishing, I watched him drop his own fishing line to cast Elijah’s. With boyish manners, he mostly explained to Elijah, who is four months younger than him, how he should keep an eye on his float, and told him exactly what to do when he starts going underwater.
Julia made the most of her time with Aunt Mary, especially when asked to join her at her office to help water the plants for the landscaping business. Spending time with cousins his age, who live down the small gravel road from Grandpa was a treat.
Austin, Jesse and Elijah were in awe of all the big tractors and forklifts at Grandpa’s farm and pallet store. Hosanna spent hours with the boys playing on Grandpa’s swings and slide. She was thrilled when we threw a birthday party for her and Aunt Janice. When Mary gave her the choice between cake or cupcakes, she wasted no time in choosing Mary’s specialty, cupcakes. Hosanna chose a pink and lavender frosting.
I smiled as I watched Daniel blossom from time spent with his father and brothers, whether they were working together or just relaxing around the table, chatting about work, or discussing the deeper and richer things of life. life concerning God.
One simple thing that blessed me during our weeklong stay is that I am truly welcomed and included as one of them. It’s like I told them, I did nothing to deserve their love and acceptance of me as a family member! Whether I need an afternoon snack for the kids or have an idea to cook dinner, it’s just about being you and being a big family. By the way, I also found that in all strong families as such, if you look closely, there has been a lot of giving and forgiveness. Relationships never fall into strong bonds without making and re-knotting, and relearning to trust.
Little Joshua did incredibly well throughout our stay despite his teething problems which cost unhappy sleep patterns and harder days. He soon learned where the toys belonged and where the stairs to our room were. At 11 months, this little guy loves to climb, the higher the better. It isn’t working yet, but it won’t be long. It looks comical as he turns his curly little head watching us all clap and cheer on his new achievements, like saying a new word. He knows he just has to repeat it and he will get all the attention he wants.
I would like to leave you with a recipe that Daniel’s mother made when he was little. He still fondly remembers his mother preparing this tasty dish. Of course, a homemade sauce can be used in place of store-bought soup.
Penny Dinner Casserole
6 hot dogs, sliced
4 medium potatoes
1 cup of peas, cooked and drained
2 tablespoons diced onion
1 10 oz. can cream of mushroom
1/4 cup butter, softened
1 tablespoon of prepared mustard
1 cup of grated cheese of your choice
Mix in the order listed and pour into a 2-liter baking dish. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes. Stir and top with grated cheese and cook for another 5 minutes. Depending on your type of potato, your casserole dish may be a bit thick, if so add milk to the desired consistency.