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When my son Wylie was younger he had a bit of an obsession with Garfield, the lazy, fat cat with a lasagna habit, which in turn led Wylie to develop his own lasagna habit. A few years ago, while working on my book, A Homemade Year: The Blessings of Cooking, Crafting, and Coming Together , I needed an Italian pasta recipe for the chapter on St. Joseph, so I turned to Wylie for inspiration. Together he and Sweet Man (my husband Nathan,) developed the following recipe which calls for three cheeses, three meats, and three sauces – a triple threat of deliciousness that will please a crowd!
Jerusalem Jackson Greer is a writer, speaker, nest-fluffer, recent farm-gal, and author of A Homemade Year: The Blessings of Cooking, Crafting and Coming Together. She is the Minister to Children, Youth, and Families at St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in Conway, Arkansas. Jerusalem lives with her husband and two sons on a little farm in Shady Grove, Arkansas. As a family, they are attempting to live a slower version of modern life. She blogs about all of this and more at http://jerusalemgreer.com
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Billie Cornwell of Benton has more talent in her little finger than I can even begin to wrap my head around. She’s a self-professed Pinterest and Southern Living addict who titles herself “Martha Stewart on a budget.” In her former life, she was an exec with Arkla who took early retirement to become a full-time grandmother, church and community leader and civic volunteer. She’s the person I look to for every decorating question — including the staging of our ARWB booth at the Arkansas Flower and Garden Show last February.
When it comes to decorating for Christmas, Billie is all about family. There are little touches of family throughout her home from the sentimental, handmade aluminum foil star made by her daughter Meredith in elementary school,
to her son’s favorite sock monkey
or the handpainted ornaments from a favorite aunt or a grandson, the prominently- paced spike symbolizing those used on the Cross of the Crucifixion
to the handwritten, framed recipe card for muffins handed down from her mother, now deceased.
Family is everywhere.
And taking center stage among the nativities collected from their travels, is an original painting of three snowmen made especially for her by one of her grandsons. A masterpiece to be sure.
From the time you arrive at her front door, you sense the presence of the Christmas holidays. Simple yet elegant. Welcoming. Beauty abounds in every nook and corner. Yet, by her own admission, she’s cut back quite a bit. (Yeah, right)
It’s just a sense of style that comes as naturally to her as breathing, I think. Some of you are talented in much the same way. As for me, I have to admire your talent and prey on your generosity for assistance. You see it. You take what you have and create a beauty like no other.
And sometimes it’s all about discovering the unexpected in unusual places
When I asked Billie if she would be willing to let me give you a tour of not just her Christmas tree but of her home as well, she was more than willing. I also imposed upon her for some words of wisdom — five pointers that would guide all of us in decorating our own homes for the holidays. Simply put, here’s what she shared:
And that really is what she does. I’m just waiting for her to come do the same thing at my house.
Arkansas Women Blogger member and co-administrator Debbie Arnold pontificates and eats at Dining With Debbie. She and her Hubby split their time between Central and Northwest Arkansas. She loves to cook, develop recipes and have play dates with her two perfect grands. Mostly, she has play dates with the Perfect Ones. Twitter: @diningwithdeb Intagrams : @diningwithdebbie
As my deadline for this post approached, I was mulling over several different bread recipes that I could have shared. I’m a bread eater; what can I say? I’ve never met a bread, roll or muffin that I didn’t like, so I knew it would be a tough choice. As luck would have it, my husband came home from work last week and told me the guys at work had requested that I make some cinnamon swirl bread for them. Bam! There’s my post. I love when that happens.
I got this recipe for cinnamon swirl bread from my friend Reba, who was my daughter’s kindergarten teacher. She has a blog where she posts all of her family’s weekly meals and recipes, so I often look to it for fresh ideas. I hit the jackpot when I found this recipe!
This bread is so versatile that it can be served as breakfast with coffee, as a snack or even as a dessert. I like to eat it warm with a glass of cold milk in the mornings. In addition to feeding the guys at my husband’s work, it also goes well to potlucks and picnics. And last year I gave each of my neighbors a loaf during the holidays.
If you have a sweet tooth, this bread is definitely for you. Enjo
I live in Northwest Arkansas with my husband and three kiddos. I write at Bramell, Party of Five , where I’ve been blogging for seven years. I’m your typical Southern gal turned minivan-driving mama. Life with twins + 1 is a crazy, busy life but definitely provides me with lots of creative inspiration.
To me, recipes are memories.
This recipe passed down from grandmother to granddaughter is host to countless scents, tastes, moments, and celebrations.
My fondest recollection of a recipe memory is my Mamaw’s Trash (or Chex Mix as it is more often called). Having just celebrated Thanksgiving, I spent a lot of time last week remembering my Mamaw and her warm kitchen full of home canned goods, Schwan’s Ice Cream (hah!) in the freezer, and a yummy treat always waiting to be devoured.
Our entire family coveted the days my Mamaw made Trash. The house always smelled a little bit spicy, a little bit buttery, and a lot loved. She kept it in a huge Tupperware cake “taker” turned upside down because it was the biggest container she could find. There was always Trash on the holidays, so I suppose that’s why I correlate the two so much!
It’s is the merriest of all munchies for the holidays and I hope you enjoy my Mamaw’s take on this holiday favorite.
Merriest of Holidays to you!
Growing up in Panamá I always looked forward to the holidays because it meant…
Tamales!
Not the corn-husked wrapped, cheese smothered type that Arkansas is so famous for (which I have discovered are fantastic in themselves) but the fat, presents of corn dough and favorful meat wrapped up with banana leaves and twine. No big party was complete without this special treat. The steamy smell brings back wonderful memories of family and friends. Traditional tamales take a long time to make because you cook the meat, cook, husk & grind green corn, find platanillo leaves etc. Then put it all together. A true labor of love.
I learned how to make tamales by watching, but my recipe is adapted from a traditional recipe and is much simpler. I don’t eat pork (thus, no lard or ham) and I’m not a total purist (meaning I don’t cook and grind up the corn myself.) I always like to make them after the holidays and use leftover turkey to make a great meal on New Year’s eve. (Freeze the turkey in bags and use it to make them a few weeks later.) You could easily make them vegetarian by simply using veggies instead of the meat.
The hardest part of making the tamales is in the wrapping. Finding the banana or platanillo leaves can be difficult depending on where you live. Check out your local Latin grocer (sometimes Asian or Indian stores have them also.) Try and find fresh, pliable, very green leaves. The fresher the leaves are the easier to wrap the tamales. Wrapping might take a couple of tries, just remember it’s like wrapping a ribbon around a package!
I’ve been a baker, translator, and candle-stick maker, (among other things) now a mom of four trying to live a “green” life in the city. Chicken keeping, simple living, art and road trips make me happy. I lived mainly in the Republic of Panama til I met my man and moved to Arkansas, which I now call home.