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The Plan
Nov 25th
1. We’ll leave today for Hannibal and stay for lots of food and probably some shopping until Friday afternoon or Saturday morning. Edie has an appointment with Rachel’s dogs’ vet Friday morning to try to get to the bottom of her chewing, but it should be pretty relaxing.
2. We’ll head to Columbia Friday afternoon or Saturday morning to spend some time with Andy’s family and to play at St. Andrew’s with Mike Will from Missouri UMC on Saturday night. Sunday, Andy’s aunts have a baby shower in Lohman planned for us, then we’ll head back home.
3. It will probably take us four days to unload everything that we’ll have accumulated over the weekend, so we’ll see you late next week!!!
Maid Rites!
Sep 16th
Growing up, Mom made “maid rites” pretty often for dinner. They’re loose meat sandwiches made with ground beef and onions and served with pickles, ketchup, and mustard. The Mark Twain Dinette in Hannibal serves them, as well as various Maid Rite franchises around the country, but it seems like very few people know what they are when I mention them. So, for your eating pleasure, here’s the how-to:
Start with a pound or so of ground meat. Traditionally, maid rites are beef, but we had this pork from the Columbia Farmers’ Market in the freezer.
Chop a medium white or yellow onion into smallish chunks.
Add the meat and onions to a skillet on medium heat and season generously with seasoned salt and pepper.
Continue to stir the meat/onion mixture until it is brown and the onions are a little bit brown.
Serve on hamburger buns (the cheaper the better if you ask me….nothing fancy needed for these sandwiches). We had homemade french fries and California blend vegetables, but I like to order onion rings and a rootbeer with them at Mark Twain Dinette!!
The Man
Jul 16th
I had a few requests for an explanation of “The Man,” so here you go:
I’m not really sure where he came from, but a couple of years ago, The Man appeared at my parents’ house. I’m thinking that he was atop a birthday cake and then was stuck in a drawer somewhere since my mom rarely throws things away that she thinks she or someone she know will have a future use for. Anyway, when he came out of hiding, one of my sisters decided it would be a great idea to attach him to a 4th of July rocket and send him flying. So, we did. Over. And over. And over. It was hilarious and an adventure to track him and the rocket down after each launch. This year when I was there for the driveway fireworks show, The Man got caught up in a pine tree by the road so my dad had to go rescue him the next day. You can read my mom’s comment from a couple of days ago to see what happened after I came back to St. Louis, but there’s the story!
The 11th Street Hill
Jul 15th
This hill was to the side of Ma and Papa’s house in Louisiana, Missouri. Well, actually, I’m quite sure it’s still there, but it doesn’t seem as big as it did to us back in 1990 when the picture above was taken, but anyway…. We spent hours on this hill riding (while sitting) skateboards down and avoiding cars. There was also a hill next to Papa’s service station that served the same purpose, but had a nice grassy area at the bottom to stop us. One of my favorite memories of Papa is of him riding down the hill next to the station on his wheely thing for working under cars, then falling off and Ma getting out the Bandaids to patch his skinned knees.
Here are two more from Christmas ’94 when the Baumann girls got skates:
Our house…
Jun 18th
…in the middle of a pasture.
Here are some pictures I took when we were at my parents house for Rachel’s graduation in case anyone has every wondered in what kind of surroundings someone like me could come from.
