A Sweet Memory and May Baskets

We don't realize that little moments from our lives often become cherished memories for someone. That is especially true of my sister-in-law. Ever since my husband's death in 1998 she has shared some of her favorite memories of her big brother with myself and my children, now these shared moments have become some of our favorite stories about George.

My husband was the oldest of his siblings and often was the caregiver for his brothers and sisters. They lived in southern Illinois in a small rural community where he was a paper boy.

Here is her memory of a May Day sometime in the 1960's.

Butch that was George's nickname came into my bedroom with construction paper and scissors. We're going to make May Baskets and deliver them to our neighbors tomorrow morning. So we sat in the middle of my bedroom floor and cut strips from the construction paper so we could weave the baskets. 

Butch went to the kitchen and mixed flour and water and made a homemade paste. I was in charge of gathering the flowers, I picked wild violets and dandelions. 

We sat for hours weaving the baskets. Butch who always had a stash of candy in his room, some he bought and some was given to him by his paper route customers brought the bag into my room. We added one and sometimes two pieces of candy in each basket. 

The next morning we woke up and put the flowers I'd gathered into the woven May baskets. We would hang the May basket on the doorknob, ring the bell and run fast so we wouldn't get caught. 

We delivered 100 baskets that morning and nobody knew it was us. We both felt so good and happy on the May Day.

While shopping a church rummage sale, I came across some paper baskets with wire handles and the May Day story filled my mind. So, of course, for 50 cents I purchased the four baskets.

I will fill each basket with a small potted flower that my neighbors can plant, perhaps a marigold plant or pansy or do you think that cut daffodils would be better? In memory of my husband, I will tuck in a few pieces of candy. Will you be hanging a May Basket on your neighbor's doorknob this year?

Here are a few May Baskets from the world wide web. 

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From simple homemade baskets to beautiful creations I would be delighted to find one on my doorknob on May 1st. 

Morel the Cadillac of Mushrooms

They resemble tiny Christmas trees growing around the base of trees and fallen branches in the woods. The start of warm weather combined with moist soil from April showers is the conditions that indicated that morel mushroom season is starting.

I was introduced to morel mushrooms my first year of marriage when my husband and I took a weekend trip to southern Illinois to visit his parents.  My experience with mushrooms at the time had been my mother telling me not to touch or eat the mushrooms that would pop up around the edges of our yard because the were poisonous. So imagine my surprise and horror when we starting hiking through the woods looking for these little brown and yellow mushrooms.

Source: North Woods Magazine

I certainly had no idea how popular and tasty the morel mushrooms was, but I soon found out. I found out that certain people had the ability to smell the fragrance of these mushrooms, my husband being one such person. As for me, I had a hard time even seeing the mushrooms popping out from the ground let alone smell their scent. 

We emerged with a huge grocery bag full of yellow and gray morel mushrooms making his family very excited.

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The mushrooms are soaked in salt water to remove the microscopic bugs, yuck, and placed into a bowl of salt water.

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 They are cut in half and rinsed dragged through egg and milk mixture and popped into a hot pan and fried.

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The kitchen is the most popular place while the morels are being fried up. Any and all excuses are used to getting close to the platter of fried mushrooms to snitch a piece or two of these delicious treats. Hands are smacked away from the platter, but no one seemed to mind the sting of the smack to get a taste of the nutty and creamy morel mushroom. By the time the mushrooms are finished being fried half the platter would be gone!

Since 1974, when I was first introduced to morel mushrooms the popularity of these treats have been featured on many cooking shows, including 'Hell's Kitchen' where the chefs had to identify certain foods. 

These little Christmas tree shaped mushrooms can sell from $29.99 - $50.00 a pound!

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What was my inspiration for this post. . . 

A local restaurant which is owned by Tony Mantuano, who has been on the show 'Top Chef' is offering this unique morel mushroom dining experience for only $75.00. 

I will continue to remember crispy fried morel mushrooms that I was introduced to in 1974.

Has anyone else had the pleasure of stomping through the woods hunting this particular fungus? I would love to know where your are from and how you cook them. 

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My niece and I will be attending this event, what a nice surprise not only will I be able to enjoy this very expensive feast I will get to spend an evening with her. With camera in hand I will photograph the meal and share it with you on a blog post.

History Made Into a Movie: Woman in Gold

I don't often go to the movie theater to watch a movie, but when my very dear friend, who had a knee replacement and who was going stir crazy asked, how could I refuse.

Our movie choice. . .

1. "The film is based on the true story of the late Maria Altmann, an elderly Jewish refugee, living in Los Angeles who, together with her young lawyer, E. Randol Schoenberg, fought the government of Austria for almost a decade to reclaim Gustav Klimt's iconic painting of her aunt, Portrait of Adele Bloch-Bauer I, which was confiscated from her relatives by the Nazis in Vienna just prior to World War II. Altmann took her legal battle all the way to the Supreme Court of the United States, which ruled in her favor in Republic of Austria v. Altmann(2004)."Source Wikipedia

I'm sure you will recognize the painting by Gustav Klimt's, 'The Lady in Gold,' or as it was originally  named 'Portrait of Adele Bloch-Baurer,' the subject of the movie.

I'm embarrassed to say that I have no recollection of any of these event that were on going for ten years. 

I enjoyed the movie so much that I wanted to learn more about the events that surround this famous painting. I was able to find this non-fiction book that gives the history of the painter, Adele, and Vienna.

Here is a photo of Maria Bloch-Baurer Altmann, reunited with the portrait of her Aunt Adele.

Both the movie and the book has gotten mixed reviews. For several years, I have become very interested in history, so the movie and book, which does have some very dry spots, interest me. Has anyone else seen the movie, or remember hearing about Maria's struggle for ten years trying to get back the painting? I would enjoy hearing your thoughts.

Greeting Card and Blogging

I have missed blogging and my blog friends.

While shopping an estate sale yesterday, I came across this mid-century greeting card, read it and for some reason I thought of my blog and blog friends. Thought I would share this very lovely card with you.

Stay tuned for more post, 'cause I'm starting to blog again. 

After the Parent's, Are Gone, Who Should Get the Family Photos?

My sister-in-law, my husband's oldest sister, arrived with a small photo album of old pictures.  I had never had the opportunity to see these photos before, this photo album was given to one of my brother-in-laws by my father-in-law a few years before his death. All the siblings asked him to see the photos and for some reason he would never share them, until now.

I was delighted to see photos of my husband when he was a small child and quickly got out my portable scanner.

This is the first time I have seen a photo of his grandmother.

Four of his eight siblings.

These are just a few of the  photos that I scanned. In all but two of these photos, George is the only sibling in the photo.  

Now for my question. . .

Should the original photos be given to the person in the picture, if no other person is in it? 

After having kept these photos from the family for several years, my brother-in-law has given the album to my sister-in-law who scanned all of the photos and put them on a DVD for each sibling. She is now the keeper of the photo album. 

I realize that I have scanned copies of these photos, which I am very happy to have, but the originals have slightly different coloration, texture and the sweet curly cuts on the sides, not to mention the date. These photos are the archaeology of my husband's childhood, of his joy and pleasure, they show the innocence of his youth.

However, in this digital age that we now live in does it really matter if I have the original photograph?

Am I being, overly sensitive because George is no longer with us or do I have a valid point. 

I would really like to know what your opinions are on this subject. 

Should old family photos be given to the person who is in the picture or their decendents or is a scanned copy good enough?

Lakefront Walk

The company has returned to their homes, all the bedding has been washed and placed back on the beds waiting for the next visitor. Love seeing family and friends but it's nice to get back to my normal routine.

I'm getting ready for our family vacation in Door County, Wisconsin, we leave on Saturday for seven fun- filled days, memory making days. This time the size of our group has grown by one with the birth of my sixth grandchild, Dominic Paul. Did I ever mention that Dominic's middle name is in honor of me? Well, that's what they tell me, but my son in laws name is Paul.

Had a relaxing afternoon with my oldest grandson, Declan at our beautiful lakefront enjoying the sights and sounds of Lake Michigan.

Feeding the ducks and the nasty geese.

Have you ever heard of ducks in a row?

Well, these were geese in a row. 

They were waiting to steal the bread being offered to the ducks.

Young ducks.

Sleeping ducks.

Hoping for a piece of bread to land somewhere on the cement

where the competition isn't as aggressive.

Lovely boats docked. 

Beautiful Lake Michigan.

This seagull sure does have a bird's eye view of the lake.

One of our lighthouses.

A selfie of me and my oldest grandchild.

Sculptures are scattered all around our lakefront.

Declan and I thought this looked like a person

wearing a party hat.

An area was fenced off while crews 

were getting everything ready for 

'The Taste of Kenosha' this weekend.

We watched as they setup this huge 

Adirondack chair. 

Yesterday the temperature was 66 with a strong breeze. Kenosha has a slogan 'Cooler near the lake.' It's true I could have used a sweater!

I will be absent for another ten days from blogging enjoying my family in Door County.  See you all soon.