It’s that time of year again, Memorial Day marks the unofficial start to summer and around here and the official start of tourist season. If I want to get to the beach and miss the crowd I have to be prompt as soon as the weather looks ideal! I accomplish this by putting together my beach bug out bag ahead of time, so then after a quick change into my suit, I’m out the door. (Sometimes it’s the boat bug out bag, but that is a whole different post!)
My beach bug out bag starts with a huge sturdy handled bag that sand doesn’t stick to. I found this great one at Target, it holds enough to send a small army to the beach. Stuff it with two big fluffy towels, a water bottle, snack and zip-lock bag with sunscreen and hair ties. Then the best part – picking out a lighthearted silly little summer read. I would recommend anything by Janet Evanovich, guaranteed easy to pick up and be delighted by even if it’s been a few days (or weeks) between reads. Have a little extra room, try a notebook and pen – never know when the muse may strike.
I’m getting excited. As I have decided to move to a wordpress blog and change my name, I am also going to give me shop a spruce up. Stay tuned as I hope to have a new logo, banner and business cards soon!
Just the idea of spring makes me want to bake, and this year I saved my pennies and splurged on a KitchenAid stand mixer. I was so excited and planned to make a lemon cheesecake on Sunday. Thinking after a long week and company for dinner on Saturday it would be perfect. Nope – half way through dinner on Saturday with a loud bang and a bright flash of light the range decided it needed a vacation. It’s been nearly two weeks, it gets fixed Thursday, I miss my oven.
I am admittedly a little late in posting this since our trip was in October, but South Dakota was great none the less.
The two big attractions that fueled our travel choice were Mount Rushmore and The Badlands, however we were pleasantly surprised with everything the area offered. Most notably was Devil’s Tower, a little over an hour drive from our hotel in Deadwood it was an easy day trip. At the visitor center we walked up a steep path to the base of the tower, and then followed a fairly flat paved trail around the base. The views were spectacular, and no we did not have any close encounters.
Also notable; steam engine rides, The Blackhills, Crazy Horse, greasy dinners for breakfast, old cemeteries and cave walks.
It was a long days travel from the southern east coast to get there but well worth the trip.
Came back to read more about my truck? Aren’t you sweet.
The driver door, tail gate and hood are from different black trucks. I say he is all original…. originally from other trucks. I named him Patches. When he rolled off the assembly line he was two tone green, then painted a minty green and some of the cab is white from that repaint, some is still pine green, oh and the black drivers door. Yea like I said – Patches.
So why am I writing about him now seeing as we welcomed him to the family back in August? He is having a very long sleepover at the mechanics, the brake overhaul was just to much for us on our own, and I miss him.
It’s much more than just a truck, it’s a family project and a conversation starter everywhere Patches goes.
Still reading? Good for you. So here is the bonus content.
– The ODO reads 25K so it could be 125 or 225
– The air filter canister is original and it’s Ford blue.
– The VIN can be used to determine the month year and where it was built. June ’72 Virginia, thanks for asking.
– The grill appears to be original to the truck even though it’s the ’71 design.
– When we look under the hood we play a game ‘what did this wire go to’ mostly the answer is the AC.
– Originally there were two gas tanks to switch between, he is missing the one under the bed so it’s just the 10 gallon behind the seat.
– my favorite thing is the instrument cluster
– The rust holes in the bed keep water from collecting and the bed rusting through, yes that is ironic.
– When you go through a puddle really fast the passenger has to put their foot over the hole in the floor or they get really wet.
– I half jokingly say he would make a great spokes person for a no more body shaming campaign.
Can’t go wrong with cheese, bacon and crunchy tater-tot-ness. Oh and there is some chicken buried in there too. I eyeball this entire recipe when I make it, you really can’t wreck it. There is just two of us so I’m always making portions with that in mind, however this recipe easily doubles or it can be made in the crock pot.
Pre-heat the oven to 225.
Put the wine in the fridge to chill.
In a 8 x 8 (ish) casserole dish put half of the frozen taters in the bottom, single layer. Sprinkle with the trio – 1 teaspoon of dry ranch dressing mix, and a handful each of cheese and bacon bits. Place ~6 to 8 chicken tenders over the tots. Sprinkle the chicken with the trio and top with the rest of the tater tots followed by the trio one last time. Pour milk over the top.
Cover and bake for 2 – 2.5 hours. Uncover and let it bake for about 15 min to finish making the taters crispy around the edge. Alternatively you can cook it on low layered in the crock pot for 4 hours.
Remove from the oven and sprinkle with chopped green onions. Serve with a side salad or steamed broccoli. Serves 4 people that will have their eyes rolling back in their head all yum like.
1 package of chicken tenders
About a half a bag of Ore-ida Crispy Crowns
3 teaspoons of dry ranch dressing mix (about half a package)
Bag of real bacon bits, I usually don’t use the whole 3oz
1.5 – 2 cups of cheese, I like Co-jack
1/2 cup of milk
Double it in a lasagna pan.
Crock pot – double up everything, and switch the tenders for three chicken breasts, cook on low for 4-5 hours.
I have too many projects and hobbies… say me never! Well may be I say it once in a… no never mind.
Last August one of my lust affair became a love affair. I adore old vehicles especially the big gutsy V8s that the 70s were known for. Old pick up, pile on even more love.
I was looking, almost in a fantasy state, through local adds and decided to change ti to a reality. We looked at a ’73 F100 three hours away, total bust. I’m okay with rust, in fact expected it, but I want to see it so I know what I am getting into. The rust was all poorly painted over, even the loose stuff in the bed, so sad. It was a V8, but not the original and poorly mounted.
I kept sending my husband pictures of this ratty miss matched pickup. He said if I called and set it up we would go look at it. Done. A quick trip out of town, a crank of the engine later and even he was in love. A handshake and a tow dolly latter, he was sleeping in our driveway.
So to get to the boring fine points, the frame is in good shape, the rocker panels aren’t rusted out and it has power steering. The exciting stuff, oh I could go on forever. A 1972 F100, V8 360, that I am guessing gets 8 miles to the gallon. We put in a rebuilt carburetor, and he lives no more sleeping!
His name is Patches, he’s my truck. Come back I’ll have more stories.