ALPHABE-THURSDAY...Letter "Y"

Welcome to class and Alphabe-Thursday sponsored by our teacher Mrs. Matlock over at Jenny Matlock..."off on my tangent." This week we are studying the letter Y. Head over to Mrs. Matlock's blog for the class roll and links to all the other blogs participating in this weekly event.

I'm kind of excited because I believe I've solved a mystery that has had authorities baffled for years. Yes, a few days ago I found Jimmy Hoffa's body. I haven't exactly seen it, but I've smelled it. It's under the deck in my backyard.

I know it because of the YUCKY smell. At first if wasn't that bad and then it gradually got worse and worse. Then I saw flies hovering over the deck. The cats will no longer go under there. In fact, they won't even get on the deck (and neither will I). My husband refuses to take the deck apart and retrieve the body. Fortunately, the smell is starting to go away. Rest in peace Jimmy Hoffa.



I hate the way the dishwasher gets so dirty and YUCKY looking.

Then I discovered this product.

Pop it in the dishwasher, turn it on, come back in a little while and the YUCK is all gone. It looks brand new again.




Who hasn't had to take YUCKY tasting medicine at one time? Just keep a lollipop/sucker handy to take away that YUCKY taste.




GinnyEllen is back to remind you all that "Boys are YUCKY!"




I have a YUCKY recipe to share with you all, but first the story behind this recipe. When our oldest son was in the sixth grade he used to come to the dinner table, sit down and look at the food, and then mumble the word YUCK. Finally, I was fed up. We never made our kids eat, but I warned all of them that they needed to be polite and not say anything negative about the food or I would make them eat it.

I guess Keith thought he could get away with saying YUCK if he did it before he came to the table. So, the next day he walked over to the stove where I was cooking, lifted the pot cover, and spoke the forbidden word..."YUCK!"

I snapped. I told him when dinner was ready I was going to fix him a plate and he was going to clean it. I didn't care if he sat at the table all night. The plate would be clean before he left.

The entire family was in shock. I slammed Keith's rather full plate down on the table. He tried to eat and started to gag. I warned him that if he got sick I'd clean off the plate and give him more. The other kids quickly ate a little and asked to be excused. Keith remained at the table. My husband sat next to him and tried to give him some moral support. He might not have agreed with my punishment, but he knew better than to try and intervene. He very patiently urged him on. "Come on Keith take another small bite and drink some milk." The two of them sat at that table for hours. Finally the plate was clean.

Keith never said YUCK again.

The name of the recipe is California Casserole and it was in a Military Officers' Wives Cookbook in the late 1960's. A friend recommended it to me. It's actually a very good recipe and great for Pot Luck Suppers. I'm afraid my kids were fussy eaters and not too crazy about casseroles, but most normal people like this recipe. :) In our family we call it California Casserole or YUCK Casserole for obvious reasons.

CALIFORNIA CASSEROLE
¼ c. salad oil
¾ c. onion, chopped
½ - ¾ c. green pepper, chopped (I use ½ c.)
1 lb. ground beef
1 No. 303 can cream style corn (I use a 14 ¾ oz. can)
1 can tomato soup
1 can tomato sauce (I use a 8 oz. can)
1 4 oz. can pimento, diced
1 small can (4.25 oz.) ripe olives, chopped (I use about 1/3 of the can)
1 ½ t. salt (I omit)
1/8 t. pepper
½ t. chili powder
1/8 t. dry mustard
1 8 oz. package egg noodles, cooked
1 c. cheddar cheese, grated

Saute onions and green peppers in salad oil. Add beef and brown. Mix in all remaining ingredients except cheese and noodles. Alternate layers of noodles and meat sauce in a 2 qt. casserole (I use a bigger one and spray it with Pam). Sprinkle with cheese. Bake 45 minutes at 350 degrees. Yield: 8 servings.


I wish I had a picture, but I don't. Over the years when I've made it for different events people have often asked for the recipe. Everyone likes it except my kids!


Now head on over to Mrs. Matlock's blog and visit some of my classmates.