anniversary · Mom · Oma · time · Uncategorized

Sunday Thought

This past week was the anniversary of my Mom’s passing.  It has been twelve years.  I miss her.

23744_10200223922311812_103019769_nI had a work trip in Tallahassee, and it went very well.  I so wanted to call her and tell her everything that happened.  Instead I rambled to Carmen and David, and they listened, laughed, and responded like I hope they would.  Mom would have done the same thing, but…

I miss her stroking my hair.  I would travel home for a visit, plop in front of her and her lazy-boy chair, and she would just begin stroking my hair.  It was relaxing, calming, and re-assuring.  Something so simple could mean so much.

Carmen, Oma, Stephen July 2002-1I also miss her with my children.  I love this picture of them.  Her chocolate cake, and snuggles, spoils —like every grandmother should.




Bariatric Surgery - My Story · Christmas · Cookies · Mom · Recipes · Uncategorized · WLS


I talked about this recipe yesterday.  I loved making them.


1 cup unsalted butter (2 sticks)
1/2 cup sugar
2 teaspoon water (cold)
2 teaspoon vanilla or rum extract
2 cups sifted all purpose flour
1 cup chopped pecans (very fine)

Preheat oven to 325 degrees.  Cream soft butter and sugar (about ten minutes).

Add water and extract.  Mix well.  Add flour until thoroughly mixed.  Stir in pecans.  Chill three or four hours in the refrigerator.

Shape into balls or fingers.  Bake on un-greased cookie sheet in slow oven (325 degrees) for about 20 minutes.

Cool slightly, roll in confection sugar.

Mom · Oma · Random Stuff · Random Thoughts · Recipes · Uncategorized


I have spoken about this before, but this time of year I really miss my Mom.  I crave her presence in everyday things.  I searched for this Sandie cookie recipe, and love that I still have her handwritten card.  Two versions of it apparently.I was able to replicate her recipe (apparently rum extract was the secret!), and it is wonderful. The cookies were perfect, and will post the recipe and directions later.

I miss her.  I miss my Mom, cookies are nice, but it’s not my Mom.

Love and blessings.

Beth Moore · German · German Sauerkraut · Mom · Oma's Kraut · Quotes · Sunday · thoughts · Uncategorized

Sunday Thought – Mom and Food

“Sometimes you cook stuff for holidays that your mama made, not because you like it so much but because you liked her and miss her the most.” – Beth Moore

Wanting kraut and missing Mom.


German · Mom · onions · Recipes · Uncategorized


Zwiebelkuchen or Onion Pie

You can find the original recipe at schnippelboy.  It is in German (I use a translator on the page).  I didn’t use his recipe for the crust as I didn’t have yeast, so I used Bisquick.  I made it a little thick – and in a round pan as well.

I also added allspice to the seasoning.  My mom always did this with her cabbage and onion pies.  He uses cumin, and I decreased it as well.

Pizza Dough for crust
4-5 Onions sliced, and cooked until translucent
3 eggs
3/4 cup sour cream
Cumin, allspice, caraway seeds, dried parsley, salt and pepper

Cook the onions in some oil and butter (about half and half) with the cumin, allspice and salt and pepper.  Cool slightly. Mix together eggs and sour cream.  Add the caraway seeds, and dried parsley to mixture.  Layer the onions on the pizza dough (pressed out in your choice of pan, brush with olive oil).  Pour the egg mixture on top of the onions.  Bake at 400 degrees until cooked through (approximately 40-45 minutes).

I did enjoy this, as did David.  I will be searching for some other onion pie recipes as this one was close to my Mom’s, but just not there.


German · German Potato Salad · Mom · Recipes · Uncategorized

German Potato Salad

This is the way my Mom would make potato salad. I swear there are as many different variations of potato salads as there are people.


Potatoes – Mom loved Yukon Gold potatoes for her potato salad.  So…that it is what I used.


Clean them with cold water, scrubbing the dirt off.  Place in a large pot, with cold water and bring to boil.  We add salt here (not a lot).

Once fork tender (I think I cooked them about 2 minutes too long. They were a little mushy).  So depending on the size of the potatoes, this could take anywhere from 8 – 20 minutes.

Cool on a clean kitchen towel or paper towels.  Peeling comes next.  I have tried to do this with the potatoes already peeled…it doesn’t taste the same.  Really.



While the potatoes are boiling, cook some bacon.  I cook mine in the oven (place bacon strips on a cookie sheet covered in foil at 350 degrees for about 20-25 minutes).


img_0426So once the potatoes are peeled, and cooled a bit, slice and place in a large bowl.  Add salt and pepper.  img_0432img_0437Chop a bunch of green onions, add to the potatoes (reserve some for topping).

img_0442I consider this the secret…Beef Bouillon.  You can leave this out, but it adds a subtle hint of flavor, and added moisture.  Bring a cube with water to boil, and cool.  Spoon over warm potatoes (about a 1/4 cup).

img_0422img_0423img_0441Then it is just vinegar and oil depending on taste.  We have always liked it with more vinegar. 

img_0443Add more vinegar than oil, but enough to stir in for flavor.  It should be wet, like a dressing for a lettuce salad.

img_0444Add the chopped bacon (about 6 medium slices).

Forgot to take a plate picture.  It was yummy.  Nice memories for a Memorial Day weekend. 


Craft · Craft Room · Mom · Random Thoughts · thoughts · Uncategorized


I have lots of small items from my Mom that when I see them brings instant happy memories.  These plaques are one of those memories, now happily hanging in my craft room by the door.


So that you can read them:

The translations are not great as I used Google Translator, and, well just in general.  I have looked them up several times, and finally was smart enough to write the translations on the back to remember them.

#1:  If the man follows his wife, the sky remains clear and blue!

#2:  The sun is shinning on your house.  However, it looks like rain, so the umbrella instantly spanned and was happy in every weather.

#3:  The early bird catches the worm; those who sleep longer remain healthy.

Again, the translations are wonky, and my Mom would translate them a little differently basically editing them when she spoke.

Hanging by the door reminds me of my Mom, and her German quirks.  Love them all.


Craft · Craft Room · Finds · Mom · Random Thoughts · thoughts · Uncategorized

Wooden Spools & Buttons

My Mom grew up in Germany, and for her trade she became a seamstress.   Her sewing basket has been in my closet for years, and I have gone to it for a variety of items, but really hadn’t paid it attention.  She has a ton of items in it, but that is for another day.So when I was going through my basket to sort, and organize (mainly buttons, and safety pins), I discovered these (cream and purple) wooden spools.  They still have the original stickers on the top of them.


I also combined all of the buttons from a basket in the closet, to the ones in both my sewing basket and my Mom’s.  I wanted to put them in a see through container but something cute.  I found this jelly jar in my kitchen cabinet, and I love the way it looks both on the cabinet with the wooden spools.

I love finding pieces of memories of my family that I can incorporate into my space. I love seeing these items and thinking of sweet times with my mom.  It’s the little things.





friends · Mom · thoughts · Uncategorized

Gifts of Sunshine

Gifts of sunshine.

My kindred spirit sent me a pillow with You Are My Sunshine on it yesterday (Mom’s passing anniversary). This little verse from a sweet song was something my Mom always sang to the kids.  Always.  On the phone, in person, while doing laundry, always.

I have been more emotional this year than most, and I opened the box and cried.  Such a sweet, simple gift, but incredibly thoughtful.

Little things mean so much.

Smile at someone today.  You never know just how much they need it.