Icy and spicy.


Are you hunkered down inside the house on this gloomy Saturday? The weather sure isn’t conducive for trekking out to buy the vittles for Thanksgiving dinner and I’m sure no one is working on the outside Christmas trimmings either. Despite the ice, which wasn’t so nice, the Wyandotte Christmas Parade went on as scheduled. Of course, Santa was right in his element as were his helpers and trusty reindeer. I know as I watched the recap online from the comfort of my kitchen. As for me, what a treat to sip coffee and listen to the freezing rain pinging the blinds and patio roof. It is a good day to be thankful for your warm house and food in your stomach. I’m not much of a cook … the easier the fare, the better. Some of my Facebook friends snap pictures of their culinary creations and another friend of mine will share details of her daily gourmet menu, all which sound pretty fancy-schmancy and rather complicated to me, but I’m sure they are a gastronomical delight. Last weekend a friend posted that she was stirring up a big batch of sloppy joes and it got me thinking that I was going to make some for myself the first Saturday that I had a little time … today was that day. When I was growing up, my mom made a big dinner every night of the week, including weekends. No rest for her in the kitchen –ever. Sundays were often roast beef or a chicken, with lots of clean-up as I recall. I never remember having easy or fun food on the weekend. No pizza or T.V. dinners, which made me feel a little deprived sometimes, though I certainly never went hungry. It was all practical food that was good for you. When I got to junior high, the school menu had daily hot lunches. My mom packed me a brown bag lunch, four days a week, but a big deal for me was Mondays as they had sloppy joes, corn and potato chips, so my parents gave me lunch money every Monday for this treat. Well, I thought I was in hog heaven. Back in those days, moms rarely worked outside the home, so most of my peers similarly brought a bag lunch but also got to buy the sloppy joe special every Monday. So, I recreated that lunch today which made me feel like a kid again … a kid from some forty plus decades ago. Even though I skipped the potato chips, I had bought pretzel buns which were a bit of a decadent treat. I browned the meat and poured in the Manwich sauce and I kept sampling the mixture while it was simmering on the stove. Mmmmm, and the kitchen still smells wonderful … whiffing that aroma, while I closed my eyes, I was standing in the line at Huff Junior High’s cafeteria, pushing my plastic tray along the rails, my lunch money in my plastic change purse. All I needed was the small carton of chocolate milk with a straw to complete the whole flashback meal. Who says you can’t go back again?

About lindasschaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, and this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for over three decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, although I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too.
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2 Responses to Icy and spicy.

  1. Maria says:

    Wow! Last week, a friend made me some vegetable soup that took me back to middle school. At my school, they served vegetable soup, cornbread, mashed potatoes, and fruit cocktail. That wasn’t my favorite school lunch, but her soup triggered the memory. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Sloppy Joe’s was one of my favorites too. Maybe I’ll make that for my kids during the Thanksgiving break.


    • lindasschaub says:

      Marge – Now you have me hankering for some cornbread! My mom used to make that Jiffy cornbread and time taking it out of the oven for when I’d be coming home from school, then in later years coming home from work – hot out of the oven with her homemade soup. I’m not a cook, nor a baker (too many years of living at home), so now I get a cornbread fix from Meijer … their cornbread is awesome. A little butter and honey – mmmmm … glad my sloppy joe feast brought some nice memories for you as well. Happy Thanksgiving.


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