tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post2791471602387188621..comments2024-03-29T04:09:02.093-07:00Comments on Kitchen Connection: WELL, HELLO, DOLLY...YOU’RE LOOKING SWELL, DOLLY!Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-80281143703543385912015-12-21T17:29:27.746-08:002015-12-21T17:29:27.746-08:00Thanks for coming by. That tree will stand longer...Thanks for coming by. That tree will stand longer than me I imagine.<br /><br />Have a blessed evening.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-80999277981110835412015-12-20T15:20:31.950-08:002015-12-20T15:20:31.950-08:00Thank you. I hope you get a break from the heat s...Thank you. I hope you get a break from the heat soon. I would gladly share my water. It's the life of this valley.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-87817222358181408852015-12-17T11:37:08.719-08:002015-12-17T11:37:08.719-08:00Yes, I've been following it on the news, River...Yes, I've been following it on the news, River. I don't envy you... and more to come, too, I've just heard now on the early morning reports. So stay in that air conditioned room...and just read and take it steady...nothing is worth pushing yourself for in those temperatures.Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-55663759019919937562015-12-17T02:29:52.413-08:002015-12-17T02:29:52.413-08:00Ahhhh...weren't they great games, Colin. What...Ahhhh...weren't they great games, Colin. What ever movie we'd seen at the Saturday matinee, we'd re-enact it up in our backyard, over and over again. Gene Autry was my favourite cowboy when I was little...then I progressed onto Audie Murphy...but my heart still belong to Gene, really! And Tarzan was wonderful to emulate. We had two big camphor laurel trees in our backyard...they got a good work out, too. And after we saw "The Greatest Show on Earth" the tall gates under the front of the house became our trapeze etc. The wonder of it all...they were days of innocence and so much fun!<br /><br />We built tree houses in those trees in the backyard, and luckily the fate that befell your sister didn't befall us!<br /><br />I was broken-hearted when Peters stopped making Heavens. I used to love them; so now all my concentration is put upon the chocolate drumsticks and the vanilla drumsticks. They're only ones I eat...and Peters is the only ice cream I eat. I love the flavour of Peters. (I had a chocolate drumstick this afternoon....I have a pile of them in my freezer)! lol<br /><br />Thanks for coming by and stirring up some good memories. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-71881889192835851562015-12-17T00:45:20.636-08:002015-12-17T00:45:20.636-08:00Cowboys and Indians were more up my games alley.
H...Cowboys and Indians were more up my games alley.<br />Hopalong Cassidy would never have kept up with us<br />as we raced our horses up and down river gullies.<br />Tarzan and Jane was pretty popular too - oh those<br />wonderful serials that were on pre the main show at<br />the picture theatres in the 1950s.<br />Unfortunately our family games of tree swinging came to<br />a tearful end when my sister missed a branch and ended up<br />in the pig pen scaring the living daylights out of the tow<br />pet sows! Naturally I go the blame for her inability to grab the tree branch - but after a 43 mile car drive to the<br />Mungindi Hospital where she got it put back in place and with her plaster - I have a suspicion that she enjoyed all the attention, whilst I was in disgrace.<br /><br />Ah that Peter's chocolate cone - I am at war with W/worths up here - they have taken the Boyensberry ones off the shelves - yet down south all stores have them.<br />The manager of my W/worths is going to look into the matter and I will be watching him like a hawk!<br />Cheers<br />ColinHuggybearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17517411617275367396noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-30240052025423254502015-12-16T23:54:47.690-08:002015-12-16T23:54:47.690-08:00And you do so well at it, Gail. You deserve to be...And you do so well at it, Gail. You deserve to be commended. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-23120815640385797032015-12-16T23:46:42.040-08:002015-12-16T23:46:42.040-08:00I think you're selling yourself short, Graham....I think you're selling yourself short, Graham.<br /><br />Perhaps you've just not given it enough thought...you're too busy doing other things. But like with everything....once you start...doors will open...doors to your imagination...and bit by bit you will "see" music as stories, pictures etc. Take time out to sit...quietly alone, if possible...put some music on...of choice...whatever genre you enjoy....clear your mind...and see what happens. You might be surprised. :)<br /><br />That you laid awake thinking about this...is a clue that it is possible....you just have lost the key to the door....perhaps you don't even need a key...just push gently on that door...and you never now where it will lead you. <br /><br />I'm sure the path will be full of pleasant surprises. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-1993340805333132802015-12-16T22:46:25.554-08:002015-12-16T22:46:25.554-08:00I was lying awake in bed this morning (very unusua...I was lying awake in bed this morning (very unusual for me I rarely lie awake in the wee small hours) and thought about your comment about imagination. I really don't have much of an imagination. I don't see music as stories or pictures or events. I don't retain images in my head and writing stories (as compared to writing factual stuff) is something I find exceptionally difficult. Graham Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196744947133121475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-79180038548334083702015-12-16T12:13:20.494-08:002015-12-16T12:13:20.494-08:00Hey there Lynn...fancy you not having heard of jun...Hey there Lynn...fancy you not having heard of junket! Below is a description of it...I doubt it's as popular these days as it was when I was a kid...but the info below should give you a pretty good idea of what it is. It was popular in the US, too, apparently.<br /><br />"Junket is a milk-based dessert, made with sweetened milk and rennet, the digestive enzyme which curdles milk. It might best be described as a custard or a very soft, sweetened cheese.<br /><br />To make junket, milk (usually with sugar and vanilla added) is heated to approximately body temperature and the rennet, which has been dissolved in water, is mixed in to cause the milk to "set". (Temperature variations will inactivate the enzyme in the rennet, causing the dessert to fail.) The dessert is chilled prior to serving. Junket is often served with a sprinkling of grated nutmeg on top. For most of the 20th century in the eastern United States, junket was often a preferred food for ill children, mostly due to its sweetness and ease of digestion.<br /><br />The same was true in the United Kingdom where, in medieval times, junket had been a food of the nobility made with cream, not milk, and flavoured with rosewater and spices as well as sugar. It started to fall from favour during the Tudor era, being replaced by syllabubs on fashionable banqueting tables and, by the 18th century, had become an everyday food sold in the streets. In the United States, junket is commonly made with a packaged mix of rennet and sweetener from a company eponymously known as Junket."<br /><br />Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-25499743471898439522015-12-16T12:07:17.827-08:002015-12-16T12:07:17.827-08:00Awww...come on now, Mr. Ad-Man...you played with y...Awww...come on now, Mr. Ad-Man...you played with your toys when you were a little boy...and I'll bet your imagination ran wild. From what I've noticed you've still not harnessed it!<br /><br />Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-35607127313530742282015-12-16T10:54:05.211-08:002015-12-16T10:54:05.211-08:00I'd love that ladyfinger dessert. Yum. I haven...I'd love that ladyfinger dessert. Yum. I haven't heard the term junket - is it like pudding?<br /><br />Well loved dolls - such a nice story.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-39598751597905378642015-12-16T10:48:37.353-08:002015-12-16T10:48:37.353-08:00Tsk! Girly stuff.Tsk! Girly stuff.Adullamitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15537659871829290071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-70553747863987770332015-12-16T02:11:30.771-08:002015-12-16T02:11:30.771-08:00Hi Graham...I don't know why some males would ...Hi Graham...I don't know why some males would shy away from responding to this post. Why the mention of dolls would put the fear of God into them, beats me. Are they fearful of their masculinity being questioned? lol<br /><br />Young boys, too, had their favourite toys, whether they be trucks, cars, cowboy outfits, Thomas the Tank Engine etc., etc. et al...and their imaginations that turned them into the Lone Ranger or The Phantom...or a fireman...wherever their minds led them.<br /><br />I also played with some of my brother's toys, although he never played with any of my dolls, other than, a few times, hang them from tree limbs when playing cowboys and Indians, as I mentioned in another comment above.<br /><br />Often I was a gun-toting, whip-cracking cowgirl! :)<br /><br />I find it difficult to believe you didn't have a developed imagination as a child...I know you have one now...perhaps you were just a late starter! :)<br /><br />I'm also surprised you don't have much knowledge about "Hello, Dolly!" It was such a major hit in its time.<br /><br />As you say...one lives and learns...that's more than half the fun of it all. Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-7226816807544686072015-12-16T00:58:48.962-08:002015-12-16T00:58:48.962-08:00We got to 41.1 and in one of our northern suburbs ...We got to 41.1 and in one of our northern suburbs a street surface melted! They showed it on the news. 42C tomorrow :(Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-70437981360637347242015-12-15T23:35:49.068-08:002015-12-15T23:35:49.068-08:00Many things struck me whist reading this post and ...Many things struck me whist reading this post and the comments. One being that, apart fro YP, I'm the only male commenter: perhaps it's the subject matter. <br /><br />It will come as no surprise that I had no dolls but I did have a teddy with the incredibly original name of....Teddy. I didn't have as a child and I still don't have a developed imagination when it comes to story-telling or anything like that.<br /><br />Whilst I know the song <i>Hello Dolly</i>) I realised that I have no knowledge whatsoever of the musical.<br /><br />One lives and one learns.<br /><br />Graham Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11196744947133121475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-26930681028992237862015-12-15T14:31:02.116-08:002015-12-15T14:31:02.116-08:00I agree childhood should be magical. I tried to m...I agree childhood should be magical. I tried to make it that way for mine and others.<br /><br />I recycle many things. I have to and want to use all we can.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-30203161440972127782015-12-15T12:29:29.609-08:002015-12-15T12:29:29.609-08:00Hey there Jenny. To be honest, I've not had j...Hey there Jenny. To be honest, I've not had junket in years and years...I probably wouldn't like it now, either. I should try it and see what I think about it!<br /><br />Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-60638427381060281182015-12-15T12:27:40.980-08:002015-12-15T12:27:40.980-08:00Hi Gail...childhood is so special...and it should ...Hi Gail...childhood is so special...and it should be for all children...if only it was - for all children.<br /><br />Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-44812025370233275232015-12-15T11:47:41.121-08:002015-12-15T11:47:41.121-08:00It is nice to think of passing the happiness of yo...It is nice to think of passing the happiness of your dolls along. I am sorry to hear that Diana ended up with someone unappreciative. That kind of churlishness never stops aching, does it? A pity it has to overshadow the memory. <br /><br />You always do such YUMMY desserts. I confess I never liked junket, but the strawberry ladyfinger dessert is amazing! Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-57312726942630632342015-12-15T06:43:20.587-08:002015-12-15T06:43:20.587-08:00Beautiful childhood memories.
The two pair of s...Beautiful childhood memories. <br /><br />The two pair of socks shown are my only wild socks. I do not wear them in public only on cool nights.<br /><br />Thanks for your kind comments and visits.<br /><br />Have a blessed week.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-89392937366737490772015-12-15T02:21:57.902-08:002015-12-15T02:21:57.902-08:00Hi there Margaret...my dolls were my favourite peo...Hi there Margaret...my dolls were my favourite people...my dolls and my cat/s.<br /><br />Thanks for coming by. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-87681486829303401502015-12-15T02:20:42.630-08:002015-12-15T02:20:42.630-08:00Hi River...they're googled images; and yes the...Hi River...they're googled images; and yes the clothes are beautiful. Amongst the clothes I had for my family of dolls were some left over from when I was a baby. I used to love dressing my baby dolls in those clothes.<br /><br />Diana was a walking doll...I guess that's one of the reasons I was so thrilled with her. :)<br /><br />Wow! Fancy the hospital feeding you toast after you'd had your tonsils removed! That's not very good forward planning on their part!<br /><br />Thanks for coming by...and stay cool tomorrow. I saw on the weather reports that it could reach 39C down your way. Take it easy. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-3026592156497314992015-12-15T02:05:38.048-08:002015-12-15T02:05:38.048-08:00You had great love and affection for your dolls. ...You had great love and affection for your dolls. Many hours passed away it seems.<br />I can only remember having one doll, not that matters...just saying.Margaret Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14074619859060647600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-90748130445799486752015-12-14T23:40:29.260-08:002015-12-14T23:40:29.260-08:00Are those images of your dolls or googled images?
...Are those images of your dolls or googled images?<br />The dolls clothes are gorgeous. I love the golliwog. I always wanted one. My sister had two and wouldn't share. I had one of those walking-talking dolls, she was supposed to be a bride, but her dress and veil (both made of tulle) were pale blue instead of white. I rarely played with her, but eventually noticed her dress was dirty, so when the latest of dad's girlfriends had the washing machine going, I put the dress in too. Needless to say, it came out a wreck.<br />I've never eaten junket, we had custard or ice cream.<br />I didn't get my tonsils out until I was 19, then instead of ice cream I was given toast :(Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-14528005723887681782015-12-14T23:30:09.583-08:002015-12-14T23:30:09.583-08:00Hey there Lux...I hope you enjoyed the re-visit! T...Hey there Lux...I hope you enjoyed the re-visit! Thanks for coming by :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.com