Deviled Eggs and Green Beans

Deviled EggsMy father’s side of the family had gatherings galore. It may have been just the Grandparents and a few aunts, uncles and cousins. Or it may have been the whole shootin match including second cousins of whom I would routinely forget the names.

There were birthdays at the Cousin’s house with baseball in the side yard and playing ‘fort’ in the tree-less tree house.

There were retirement parties with volleyball nets in the back yard of the Great Uncle where I learned diving on your knees is for athletes, with knee guards.

There were Christmases with rousing games of Uno and Pit card games in Grandma’s dining room.

There were Easter Egg hunts at Great Aunt’s house where I said hello to my first snake in a huge pile of wood stacked for the winter.

We ran, played and explored until dark and sometimes into the night chasing lightning bugs and playing flashlight tag through the corn fields. Mom and Dad would give many fair warnings when it was time to go home but we always whined and cried when the minutes ran out. Wide awake and promising we were not tired, we were forced into the car. By the time we arrived home they would have to carry our sleeping bodies to bed.

No gathering was complete without an enormous meal. If you wanted to come to one of our gatherings, you’d better have a dish in your hand to get through the door. We were all about the potlucks. Gone was the belief that one maternal member of the family was to slave away in the kitchen, only to slave away again cleaning up afterwards. Each person had their specialty dish and I looked forward to each one.

My talented mother walked through the door with two, and sometimes three dishes in hand. Deviled Eggs and Green Beans were the ‘expected’ dishes and sometimes, if she had time, there would be a pie or cake in tow.

The next time you find yourself going to a houseful of family I hope you reach for these recipes, I promise they are crowd pleasers. Who knows, maybe you will have so much fun someone will have to carry you to bed. ­­

Deviled Eggs

Ingredients:

12 eggs, hard boiled, peeled and rinsed {how to hard boil eggs}

1 cup Miracle Whip divided into 2 – 1/2 cup measures

1/2 teaspoon cider vinegar

1/4 cup sugar

1/4 teaspoon prepared mustard

Pinch salt

Preparation:

• Carefully slice the eggs in half and put yolks in the mixing bowl of a stand mixer or a bowl suitable for a hand mixer. Place the egg whites on a serving platter to be filled later.

• In a small bowl mix 1/2 cup Miracle Whip with vinegar, sugar and mustard. Let stand for five minutes and stir again.

• Using a stand mixer with the paddle attachment beat the dry egg yolks along with the salt for about thirty seconds. Add the Miracle Whip mixture to the beaten egg yolks and whip until smooth, about thirty seconds.

• Add the remaining Miracle Whip and blend until uniformly mixed.

To fill the eggs:

• Scoop egg filling into a pastry bag using a large tip, or a quart-sized zip plastic bag with the corner snipped off. Fill the reserved egg white halves to the inner rim. Once all eggs are filled, use the remaining filling to top off each egg.

• Garnish, if desired. (Good garnishes are: paprika, parsley, sliced olive, pimento, etc.)

• Refrigerate until ready to serve. Make up to two days in advance.

How to Hard Boil Eggs

Put the eggs in a single layer in a saucepan, completely cover with cold water. Turn the burner on high and bring the water to a boil. As soon as the water starts to boil reduce the heat to low. Let simmer for twelve minutes. Remove the eggs with a slotted spoon and place them into a bowl of ice water (or strain the water from the pan, fill the pan with cold water, strain again, fill again, until the eggs cool down). Let eggs cool until easily handled with bare hands. Refrigerate for up to four days or proceed making deviled eggs.

Hints – Fresh eggs can be hard to peal, so buying them a week before the event is a good plan. If eggs are still hard to peal, try refrigerating them for a few hours (if you have time) and try again.

Mom’s Green Beans for a Crowd

Ingredients:

1/2 pound bacon, cut into 1 inch pieces

1 can (8 pound, 5 ounce) cut green beans

salt to taste (about ¼ – ½ teaspoon)

pepper taste (about ¼ – ½ teaspoon)

Preparation:

• In a large, deep pan fry the bacon until crisp. Remove the bacon pieces with a slotted spoon and drain on a paper towel. Set aside.

• Pour the bacon grease from the pan, but to not wipe it clean. Leave the bits of bacon in the pan and a small amount of grease. Discard or refrigerate the remaining grease for other recipes.

• Drain the green beans, reserving 1 cup of the liquid.

• Pour the reserved liquid in the pan used to fry the bacon. Bring to a boil and stir to loosen the stuck-on bacon pieces.

• Salt and pepper the resulting broth to taste.

• Add the drained green beans to the broth in the pan. Carefully stir, coating the green beans with the seasoned broth.

• Salt and pepper the green beans to taste, if needed.

• Place in a warm oven or transfer to a crock pot set on low until ready to serve.

Bacon Wrapped Asparagus

Bacon Wrapped Asparagus

The House

They were living in the church parish house and decided it was time to get a place of their own. Down the country road stood an old farmhouse on an overgrown lot among acres of field owned by the neighboring farmers. The house was built in the mid 1800s and in its heyday it boasted a spring house, smoke house, shed, large stable barn with a hay loft, the creek, and land as far as the eye could see.

The fields were sold off to other farmers over time and the only thing left was the house on about one-and-a-half acres and the shed – all in abandoned condition. The large stable barn still stood, but a fence now separated it from the house, sold with the neighboring parcel.

My parents bought the fixer-upper with great excitement and a vision of a house of their own. They already had a toddler girl, and this house had the space they needed for their growing family.

The interior had plaster and lath walls, burn marks above most every electrical outlet due to fires, and the previous owners housed sheep in the basement. This was the project of all projects.

One of the first jobs on the land was to clear it. The grass was more than head high on the entire lot and it all needed cut back and taken under control. Mom and Dad gathered machetes, hack saws, and mowers. The hard work resulted in a beautiful treasure. They found numerous young pine trees hiding there. Planted in rows with care by an owner long before.

Over the course of nine months they gutted the walls, hung new ceilings, and ran new electric. My mother, pregnant with me, used cinder blocks stacked along the back property line for an outhouse – adding more blocks the more pregnant she became.

Farmhouse before and after

Finally, the indoor plumbing was finished, drywall hung, and sub-flooring laid. Just in time for my birth in the fall. The winter brought the great blizzard of 1978.

Thankfully my parents had a wood burning stove, and an abundance of wood from clearing the land, to keep us warm. The county sheriff heard news of a baby at our address and came on snow mobile to deliver milk and essentials.

With the house nearly finished, attention was turned to the land again. The pine trees had been nibbled on by sheep, but they transplanted them to the back of the property for a wind break and each one recovered nicely. They ordered fruit trees and Mom tells the story of the planting…

“Your father had the holes already dug for the trees. We received the trees by UPS and then it began to rain, filling up the holes with water. Finally after a week of rain we decide to plant on Saturday, even if we had a monsoon. Monsoon it was and we were outside planting trees with you and your sister looking out the windows. What a bonding experience! We were wet, muddy, and tired, but the trees were planted. Every tree lived and after that every time we planted something large, we dug the hole and filled it with water!” 

There was a lovely flat area – three thousand five hundred square feet – just between the apple tree line and the back corn field. The garden was so big our friend Jeff brought his field tractor to turn the soil. With three quick swoops the first turn was done. It would have taken days with the two-wheeled rototiller my Dad shared with my Uncle.

Garden plow day

The garden’s longest side contained blackberry bushes, strawberries and asparagus patches. Walk along the rows and you would find potatoes, onions, corn, green beans, lettuces, broccoli and an occasional Tonka™ Truck. My sister and I loved making roads, mountains and creeks amide the pathways. We harvested throughout the growing season and either canned or processed by a blanch-and-freeze method for the winter.

The asparagus patch is still there. In a few weeks the first spears will be peaking through the soil and I will beg my mother for some – as I do every year. To anyone else it might just taste like asparagus, but to me it tastes like home.

 

Bacon Wrapped Asparagus

Ingredients:

Asparagus, one bunch (about 1 1/2 to 2 pounds)
Bacon, one pound
Cheese – Parmesan or Mozzarella, shredded

Preparation:

  • Pre-heat oven to 400 degrees
  • Line a rimmed baking sheet with foil and nest a wire rack inside.
  • Wet a paper towel with olive oil and rub generously on the rack.
  • Working with one asparagus spear and one slice of bacon at a time, snap an inch or two off the cut-end of the spear. Wrap spear with one slice of bacon.
  • Place on rack, leaving about 1/2 inch gap in between. Do not allow them to touch.
  • Once all the spears are wrapped, place in oven for 18-20 minutes, or until the bacon is to the crispness you desire.
  • Remove tray from oven and use tongs to transfer spears to a serving tray.
  • Sprinkle with cheese and serve.