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Word of the Week:  Spectacular

spec·tac·u·lar

[spek-tak-yuh-ler]

1.  marked by or given to an impressive, large-scale display.

2. dramatically daring or thrilling

A few weeks ago, I found myself driving the hour-and-a-half home from a party into a rainstorm. The clouds were rolling and the sky continued to darken. I wasn’t paying that much attention to the weather, munching away on my ziploc bag of Goldfish crackers (which are on my top 10 list of snacks I love and know I should not eat).

As I topped the summit of the mountains on the freeway, lightning completely illuminated the sky in a spectacular spectacle,  followed by ominous booms of thunder. Needless to stay, that startled me out of my party-induced trance and was thrilling enough to cause me to send said Goldfish crackers flying all over my car. Literally. I mean everywhere. After two cleanings and much maneuvering of the vacuum nozzle, there are still little fish surfacing from under the seats. I hope they aren’t multiplying under there.

Just a warning – beware of spectacular spectacles while driving in the rain on the freeway!

Still recovering…

When Hubby and I venture to Leavenworth, WA., there is a restaurant we really enjoy called King Ludwig’s.  They serve great German food and, if you are so inclined, you can sit and listen to a German band. I’m usually not so inclined because I am much more interested in the fantastic food.  Like their Spätzle and Schweine Schnitzel (breaded, pan fried pork cutlet). No calories in either of those at all, by the way. Not only are they fun to pronounce, they are so, so delicious.

But my most favorite thing to eat at King Ludwig’s isn’t even always on the menu. It is a light and tangy cucumber salad. Sliced paper thin, the cucumbers float in a sea of sour cream and dill. I can’t describe it, but it is absolutely wonderful. Especially in the summer – cool, creamy perfection.

One time we went and the salad was not on the menu. I asked the waitress if they still had it and she hemmed and hawed if they did or did not. I begged and pleaded, cried and sobbed and told her how we had driven hundreds of miles just so I could eat their perfect cucumber salad. She finally gave in and brought me a plate of the salad.  It was divine. The last time we were there, it was back on the menu. I’m thinking the wait staff just couldn’t deal with too many customers like me.

I’ve tried to find the recipe so I could make the salad myself and have finally found one that tastes similar. Enjoy every refreshing bite!

Simple Ingredients

Slice the cucumber into very thin pieces.

Cover the cucumbers with plastic wrap then set a heavy bowl on top to help squish out the water.

Drain off the water and pat dry.

Mix with the sour cream and dill dressing.

Savor the cool, creamy salad with just a kick of vinegar and dill.

Cucumber Dill Salad

5 mini cucumbers (or a couple regular sized ones)

1 cup sour cream

1 tbsp. apple cider vinegar

fresh dill, chopped

salt

Wash your cucumbers and thinly slice. I found the most wonderful mini cucumbers at Costco and left the peels on, but you can peel if you so desire.

In a shallow bowl, layer slices, sprinkling a little salt between each layer. Cover with plastic wrap and set a heavy bowl on top. You want to press the water out of the cucumbers, so let it set this way for an hour or two (or overnight – please put in the fridge if going the overnight route).

When you are ready to make the salad, drain the cucumbers and then pat dry. In a separate bowl, mix together the sour cream and vinegar and the chopped dill. Mix well with cucumbers. To make it look pretty, add a few fresh sprigs of dill to the bowl and serve.

Enjoy and Happy Entertaining!

Shanna

Thanks, Dad!

Why I have a mouth full of fillings...

See that basket full of candy? My Dad brought it to me last month when he and my mom came to visit for Mother’s Day.

Every single piece of tooth-decaying sweetness is something my Dad and I shared many times when I was growing up. You can read about  those adventures here.

I was impressed he not only brought me the candy, but that at 79-years-young he artfully arranged them himself. Not bad for a retired farmer!

My Dad - showing off his boots. Notice the hat cocked to one side. He still wears his hat like that. If I wore a hat, pretty sure I'd do the same thing. That's why Hubby doesn't let me have one.

As we celebrate Father’s Day this weekend, I wanted to say thank you to my daddy. There are so many things he taught me and so very many good memories I have of him. Summertime and my dad just go hand-in-hand. It was one of his busiest times on the farm, but also when I got to spend the most time with him.

I also have my dad to thank for making me an unrelenting optimist. Things will always look better tomorrow, something exciting is always coming around the corner and what’s the best that can happen? That is definitely from my dad.

My dad can also be given credit for the weird way I walk when I’m in a hurry. Catching a glimpse of myself in a store window the other day was not only an abrupt realization that I should never walk in a hurry, but that I walk just like my dad (which, to clarify, is great for a guy, not so great for a girl wearing platform espadrilles).

He can also take credit for my bizarre sense of humor, my love of stories, my sometimes strange fashion sense, my completely odd fascination with family history and my inability to eat spicy foods.

Then there is the sweet tooth issue. That is from my dad. He never met a dessert he didn’t like. He has been known to say that he only likes two kinds of pie: hot and cold.  It is true. Unlike Hubby, my dad will eat just about anything (minus the spicy food). But sweets are always high on the list. So thanks, Dad, for all the cavities – and all the great sweets I wouldn’t have had even during the no-chocolate years.

Thanks, Dad, for being a great father, for creating all the wonderful memories I have of you and fun times we spent together, for living a good life and for staying young-at-heart. You are the best!

Love ya!

Your “Sweet” Daughter

I love June.

Really I do. It is the official beginning of summer. We get to celebrate our dads. And then there are the weddings.

I love weddings almost as much as I do June. If at all possible, I never turn down an invitation. Maybe it has something to do with being a hopeless and incurable romantic, but weddings are just special.

So my Wednesday shout-out this week goes to a song that is a natural fit for wedding season. No, the song isn’t new, and yes, my existence under my rose-colored rock does cause me to miss out on a few things.

When I first heard “Even Then” by John Michael Montgomery a few months ago, I thought it was absolutely lovely.  Every time I hear this song, it makes me think of weddings and love and all sorts of gushy, emotional, wonderful things.

If you are searching for the perfect wedding song, I encourage you to check it out here. Or you can purchase a download here.

And no, this is not a paid advertisement for anyone. It is just a really great song!