You've probably seen the recipe before. I come across it frequently on Pinterest and finally decided to try it out.
As far as recipes go it couldn't be any simpler...four ingredients. And since three of the ingredients get cooked in the forth, melted butter, they are quite tasty.
What you'll need:
4 cups Bisquick
1 cup sour cream
1 cup 7 Up (Notice it is a cup of the soda and not a whole can.)
1/2 cup butter, melted
What you'll do:
Melt the butter and pour it into a baking dish.
Mix together the sour cream and Bisquick.
Stir in the 7 Up.
Place dough on a well floured surface, use your hands to flatten it out until it is about an inch thick.
*Cut the biscuits out.
(The dough is really sticky and you may need to dip your cutter into flour after each cut.)
Place the biscuits in the buttered pan.
Bake at 425 degrees or until a nice golden brown.
This recipe made two dozen biscuits. I cut it in half and used gluten free Bisquick in a smaller batch and they turned out fine.
*In the past I've just always used a regular glass to cut out biscuits, no big deal, right? This time I wised up and used what the kids refer to as our fancy glasses. It was like having a nice handle on the cutter. I guess I could break down and buy a actual biscuit cutter since Sarah and I both seem to be delving into bread making but I don't think it would be as fun to use as the fancy glass.
Getting old is hard. I mean, it beats the alternative so I don't regret doing it, but as a woman who has reached a certain age I can say it is really really hard.
Hot flashes...the worst. Feeling perfectly fine one minute and the next it's like I feel my insides coming to a rolling boil and heat just radiates from the inside out. Drinking the coldest glass of water I can get hold of is the only way I have found to effectively cool off.
Mood swings. Oh.My.Goodness. I can barely keep up with myself so I know I must be driving my family crazy. One morning I was on my usual walk and I don't remember what I was thinking about but I was literally so darn angry about something, just furious. And by the time I was starting my second mile I was just in tears and almost sobbing. No rhyme, no reason, and zero rhythm...just a staggering yoyo ride of emotion. I've talked before about teaching young girls about their emotions by likening them to a horse ride. As long as you are in control they can take you on amazing adventures, but let them get control and you will quickly find yourself in the thicket and thorns and dangerous places. I have days where I wake up and feel like I have a burr under my saddle.
Depression is also a new companion some days. It's not something I have ever felt in my life, even going through some very difficult times. But there are some days when I feel like I am fighting for my sanity. I just want to hide myself away...not think or feel or do anything. I realized how serious it was when I had weeks where I didn't even want to pick up my camera. That's when I knew I needed to finally say something to Rob.
I've been to the lady doctor and had the blood work done but haven't heard anything back yet as far as how unbalanced hormones may be. (I told Rob it will be horrible to have them come back and say that everything looks fine. Because that means I am just going crazy.) I'm not in a rush to pop a pill to fix something but I would like to feel a little more settled and in control. And I am learning things that I can do that help.
Diet and exercise. They do help. It can be a pain to feel like I must always pay attention to what I do or don't eat and making time to exercise on a regular basis while the kids are out of school is harder than it should be but there you have it.
Being thankful. That is another big help. I can resent all day long what my body is going through but the truth of the matter is that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am doing what my body was designed to do at this season of life. To give reign to frustration and anger seems akin to shaking my fist at God. Instead I want to navigate this path in way that is honoring to Him.
The other thing that I have found that really helps is to do something for someone else. To focus on someone else and not my crazy self. So I make myself invite someone over, do something with the kids, or whatever. Yesterday I woke up with that familiar heaviness and I started cooking at 6:30 in the morning. I had chosen some of Rob's favorite things to cook for our Sabbath meal at the church and a couple of other things that I hoped my church family would enjoy.
And I found a measure of peace as I cooked and boiled and prepared a main dish, mixed and kneaded homemade biscuits. I found my mind settling as I baked a cake from scratch and the wonderful aroma of a zested lemon soothed.
God is gracious in the giving of good gifts that come wrapped in the mundane activities we have to do each day. And when we focus on who we are doing them for, the Gift Giver and the people we are blessed to be in community with, it changes us. It allows our lives to become about so much more than what ever we are experiencing and dealing with at the moment.
For this I am grateful.
The chicks are staying awake more this week and are finding their voices. I wish I could get a good silhouette shot of them when they are all poking their wobbly little heads up squawking for their breakfast. So far I haven't been fast enough to get close enough at the right angle but I did get some cute pictures of them.
They caused me a little undo stress because it seemed the nest was looking a little wonky and unstable...kind of tilting to the side. We were worried they would fall out so I carefully shifted the wreath so that it straightened the nest up.
We're still praying that predators stay away and we will get to see these little guys fledge in a few weeks.
It is not unusual for me to prepare a couple of blog posts at one time when I actually have the time to do so. This one I got ready on Monday or Tuesday and unfortunately, we woke up yesterday to find that a predator had gotten to our sweet little birds. We think the nest must have somehow fallen during the night and a raccoon or something of the sort got to them.
I don't think I am going to hang that wreath up next year. Our house is like the equivalent of bird hood and it's just not safe. This is twice that it has happened and I think we will probably be the house that all the teenage birds dare each other to fly up to.
Silliness aside it is pretty sad to loose the babies but the worst was watching the mama and daddy birds come looking for them. Hopefully next year we may be planting a tree or two in the yard now that the grass is doing so well and they can make a real home if they choose and have a better chance at survival.
I had a friend call me once and ask me how I made my meatballs. I told her exactly what I did at the time she asked. I cut open the bag and dumped them into my slow cooker and poured in some bar-b-que or marinara sauce.
There are several foods that I remember enjoying from my childhood that I have never attempted to make. Fried chicken, beef fingers, and homemade meatballs being the three chief dishes. After the conversation with my friend though, I started looking for recipes for meatballs and found two that looked good, one with ground sausage added in and one without. I prefer the one without and that's what I'm sharing today. (I think I would like to try an Albanian meatball...it has feta cheese mixed in!)
Interesting fact: Recipes for various kinds meatballs have been found in cookbooks dating as far back as the 4th and 5th century. Also, many countries and cultures have their variation of meatballs but apparently they are rarely on the menu of restaurants in Italy because it is considered a simple home food.
When I decided to make some from scratch I was surprised at how quick and simple they are to make and how tasty they are baked instead of fried. I used more meat than the original recipe called for and adjusted my seasoning however, I did not change the other ingredients and they tasted fine. Quite good actually according to comments from friends at church that ate them and the empty slow cooker I brought home.
What you'll need:
2 lbs of ground beef
2 eggs, slightly beaten
1/2 cup milk
1/2 cup Parmesan cheese
1 cup bread crumbs
seasonings to taste (I used garlic, Italian seasoning, a little Cavenders, and salt & pepper)
What you'll do:
Mix everything together in a large bowl by hand.
Roll out into balls (most of mine were slightly larger than a golf ball.)
Place on a parchment covered baking sheet.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.
That's it! I placed mine in the slow cooker with some brown gravy and paired them with mashed potatoes and corn on the cob. They could obviously be paired with pasta and a sauce, bar-b-que sauce, or a marinara sauce for subs. I think they would also be tasty formed into smaller balls and eaten as an appetizers with different dipping sauces. I've also found recipes where people have added in rice and all kinds of minced veggies, as well as other meats. And isn't there a recipe somewhere with some kind of sauce made using jelly?
Not sure I want to try that but let me know if you do.
Or at least within driving distance.
Apparently lots of people agree with me.
But can you blame us?
Somebody lost a beach ball.
Since Sarah got her paddle board this weekend for her 21st birthday you can bet we will be out in paradise as much as the weather will allow.
Tags make it easier to find things.
photo projects (112) photography (90) Scripture (75) test kitchen (75) Scripture and a snapshot (71) food (68) loving my kids (65) recipes (63) family (53) Christmas (51) Pinterest (47) wordless (45) link parties (43) nature (40) words with pictures (38) Sam's world (35) faith (32) holidays (31) spiritually speaking (30) the beach (29) autism (24) cooking (23) desserts (23) sweets (22) Trinitas (19) home and hearth (19) community (17) children (16) my best shot Friday (16) where I live (16) story people (15) baking (14) intentional living (14) culture (12) heart and home (11) homemaking (11) marriage (11) Church (10) child rearing (10) husbands and wives (9) what I believe (9) seasons (8) bacon (7) decorating (7) school (7) womanhood (7) hospitality (6) kids (5) parenting (5) politics (5) worship (5) family integration (4) gluten free (4) housekeeping (4) wifery (3) liturgy (2) Tell His Story (1) prayer (1)