Sunday, February 23, 2014

Sunday, February 23, 1936

Cold and plesant
24 [degrees] above zero at noon
Had a quiet Sunday all day- nothing eventful happened-
Done all the chores and got the meals*
Iliff called this eve-
Mother has been good all day but turned difficult after supper-
went up stairs to bed 11-30 o'clock

Meatloaf, roasted broccoli & potatoes with Ranch dressing

*Embracing my inner Irene, I made dinner (above), dessert, did 3 loads of laundry, swept the kitchen floor, & did the dishes. In my own diary I don't usually write these things down. I do mention what I did over the course of the day. I nearly always mention Fiona. Many times I mention my parents, family, & friends, but I don't usually tick off my to-do list. Here is my meatloaf recipe (based on my mom's whatever-is-in-the-cupboard meatloaf).

Tisha's Meatloaf

Ingredients:
  • 1 lb ground beef
  • 1 T garlic powder
  • 1 T onion powder
  • 1 t black pepper
  • 1/4 t Kosher salt
  • 1 c stuffing mix (like Stove Top or Bell's)
  • 1 egg
  • 3/4 c canned diced tomatoes
Pre-heat oven to 350 degrees F. Whisk egg. Put diced tomatoes in food processor or blender for a few seconds to puree. Mix all ingredients well in a large bowl. Pack meatloaf mixture into a loaf pan (I prefer glass) & bake until internal temperature is 160-170 degrees F (about 35 minutes).


02/23/2015 UPDATE: I neglected to mention that the dinner plate in the above image is from my grandmother Mildred's set. We still have a couple of dinner plates, & a couple of salad plates. My mother tells a story about going to visit Iliff & Mildred at the farm in the Town of Ira where my dad grew up. At dinner, Mom was trying to get the mashed potatoes off the serving spoon onto my sister or brother's plate & she accidentally banged the spoon on the plate. Mildred complained that Mom didn't know how to treat the dishes. To this day, if someone clangs silverware against a dish we jokingly say they "don't know how to treat the dishes!"


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Thanks for visiting this flashback to 1936. I'm sure Irene would be pleased! We'd love to hear from you.