Tuesday, December 24, 2013

just2gypsies Christmas Wishes...




Ah, Christmas! 

christmas tree decorations

A season of magic-- tiny lights winking on fragrant fir trees... glass balls colored like jewels, delicate as a sigh...strands of silvery tinsel shimmering in the darkness...secrets wrapped in bright paper and shining ribbons...

red christmas gifts

 A season of traditions--working together to decorate the tree...taking turns stirring the Christmas pudding...stockings hung by a festive hearth...Christmas crackers waiting on the dinner table... zany pranks by Christmas elves...watching (and loving) old Christmas movies for the millionth time...

christmas tree and fireplace

A season of rich food and mouth-watering smells--spicy mulled cider simmering on a kitchen stove, fragrant pumpkin pies cooling on a shelf...the crisp smell of fresh oranges and tangerines...sweet smells of decadent cookies and candies and cakes...The heavenly aromas of dinner cooking--tender Beef Wellington and roasted herb potatoes, caramelized root vegetables and minted green peas... feather-light yeast rolls straight from the oven...

christmas table

A season of happy holiday sounds--the tinkling laughter of excited children...the cheerful chattering of family and friends...joyful voices raised in song...familiar Christmas carols softly playing, reminding us of the reason for the season...

  nativity scene

A season of good will--a time of giving gifts and sharing riches...a time of lending a hand to those in need...a time of love and forgiveness...a kinder, gentler time...

Hand knitted baby/child merino wool mittens /Toddler mittens/Children/baby wool gloves/Knitted mittens for children,toddler/for boy,for girl

A season of warm wishes--for merriment and happiness...for peace and hope...for comfort and joy...


All these things and more we wish for you this holiday season...


Noillaig Shona Dhaoibh!

(Merry Christmas to all!)
        

--Grainne and Siobhan


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         RECIPE FOR SIOBHAN'S BEEF WELLINGTON

For the Duxelles:

3 c. finely chopped mixed mushrooms (shitake, cremini, portabello, button )
1 small sweet onion, finely chopped
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
2 shallots, peeled and finely chopped
2 sprigs fresh thyme, leaves only
2 Tbsp unsalted butter
3 Tbsp extra virgin olive oil
coarse sea salt and fresh ground black pepper


For the Beef:

1 center cut beef tenderloin (2 - 2 1/2 lbs.)
ground black pepper
extra virgin olive oil
coarse sea salt and fresh ground black pepper 
12 thin  slices proscuitto
6 sprigs fresh thyme, leaves only
3 Tbsp English or Dijon Mustard
1 box frozen phyllo dough sheets
2 large eggs, slightly beaten
1/2 tsp sea salt
minced chives


To make Duxelles:

Add mushrooms, shallots, garlic, onion, and thyme to food processor; pulse until finely chopped; set aside.  Add butter and olive oil to med saute pan  and place on medium heat.  Add mushroom mixture and saute for 8 to 10 min until most of the liquid has evaporated.  Season with salt and pepper, and set aside to cool.

To Prepare the Beef:

Tie the tenderloin in 4 different places with clean unused house string, so that it holds its cylindrical shape while cooking.  Drizzle tenderloin with olive oil and season with salt and pepper; lightly coat a heavy-based skillet with olive oil and heat on stove.  When pan is hot, sear tenderloin all over, including ends, for approx. 3 - 4 minutes.  Remove from heat and remove string. 

Meanwhile, set out prosciutto on a sheet of plastic wrap, approx. 18"  long, on countertop or cutting board.  Shingle the prosciutto so that it forms a rectangle big enough to encompass the entire tenderloin.

 Using a rubber spatula, spread a thin layer of mustard evenly over tenderloin; allow to cool slightly.  Next apply a layer of duxelles to mustard, rolling and patting as you work.  Tightly roll duxelle-coated beef up into the proscuitto, using the plastic wrap to hold in place; Twist ends of wrap to seal completely and tuck ends underneath. Refrigerate for 30 min or more to ensure tenderloin holds its shape.  Lay out 2 more sheets,

Preheat oven to 425 deg. Prepare phyllo dough according to package instructions. Brush(or spray)  first 2 sheets of phyllo with butter and quickly but carefully(!) roll tenderloin in dough. Repeat process, laying out 2 sheets at a time, buttering, and rolling tenderloin until you  have 12 layers.  Place tenderloin seam side down on baking dish, tucking ends securely underneath and gently brush outer layer with egg wash.  Top with coarse sea salt. Make a2 or 3 diagonal slits in the top of the pastry to vent.  Bake for 45 - 55 min., until pastry is golden brown and internal temperature of beef is 130 deg. F or more (Siobhan and I like our beef a little more done than that--we leave ours in for 10  min. longer.)  Remove from oven and let rest before cutting into thick slices.  Garnish with fresh minced chives and serve.  Enjoy!   



                



Tips for Working with Phyllo

  • Defrost your phyllo dough in the refrigerator.  The night before you are going to make your baklava, put the package of phyllo dough in the refrigerator to defrost.  Do not try to use frozen phyllo — it will crack.
  • Unwrap it carefully.  The phyllo usually comes rolled up in plastic and should unwrap easily.  Leave the larger plastic sheet beneath it and try to unroll it in the place where you will be using it so you won't have to move it once it's laid out.
  • Cover with a dampened tea towel.  Dampen a cotton or linen tea towel and place it over the unrolled sheets. Important: Be sure the towel is wrung out very well.  If the towel is too damp, it will gum up the sheets.
  • Keep it covered.  Always replace the tea towel after you have removed a sheet of phyllo from the stack.
  • Handle gently.  Be gentle with the sheets of phyllo.  Keep the stack near your baking dish so you don't have to transport it very far once you lift a sheet off of the stack.
  • Rips and tears are OK.  Phyllo dough rips easily, but that's OK.  You are building up several layers of dough, so a rip or ragged edge here and there will be fine, and likely hidden within the baklava.  Even if your last piece tears a little, it will only contribute to the rustic, many-layered look of the dish.
  • Trimming the phyllo.  Phyllo comes in many sizes and a single sheet may not fit into your baking pan.  One option is to trim the phyllo to fit:  simply measure the inside of your pan and, using a scissors, cut the whole stack to fit.  I find that scissors are easier than a knife, which can pull and drag on the layers.
  • Trimming isn't always necessary.  Even if your sheets aren't a perfect fit to your pan, you can still use them without trimming.  Just fold them over to fit, being sure that you stagger the folds so you aren't creating extra layers in one place.
  • Don't use a ton of butter.  You don't have to coat each layer completely with butter.  Just gently brush the butter on here and there without covering every inch of the surface.  Don't press really hard or you'll drag or tear the phyllo sheet.

















     


Wednesday, December 18, 2013

12 Days Of Christmas / or...Grainne And The 'Possum




















On the 1st day of Christmas, my terrier gave to me
a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 2nd day of Christmas, my husband gave to me
two shaky ladders and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 3rd day of Christmas, my daughter gave to me
3 wooden crutches, two shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.



















On the 4th day of Christmas, my  neighbor gave to me
4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, two shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree

On the 5th day of Christmas, my daughter gave to me
5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches,2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 6th day of Christmas, my husband gave to me
6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders,
and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my doctor gave to me
7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4  humane traps, 3 wooden crutches,
2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.












On the 8th day of Christmas, my daughter gave to me
 8 carabiners, 7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 9th day of Christmas, my husband gave to me
9 yards of rope, 8 carabiners, 7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 10th day of Christmas, an EMT gave to me
a 10-mile ride to the ER, 9 yards of rope, 8 carabiners, 7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

On the 11th day of Christmas, my doctor gave to me
11 more pain pills and 2 casts, a 10-mile ride to the ER, 9 yards of rope, 8 carabiners, 7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.



On the 12th day of Christmas, my daughter gave to me
a 12-gauge shotgun, 11 more pain pills and 2 casts, a 10-mile ride to the ER, 9 yards of rope, 8 carabiners, 7 pain pills and a tetanus shot, 6 rusty scaffolds, 5 finger splints, 4 humane traps, 3 wooden crutches, 2 shaky ladders, and a 'possum in my persimmon tree.

  On Christmas Day I gave the 'possum a very nice funeral**, and my family a big persimmon pie.














**No 'possums were actually injured in the above tale--I shot and missed, and the 'possum died laughing...

Merry Christmas To All!



GRANNY'S RECIPE FOR PERSIMMON PIE

9 inch single pie crust
3 eggs
2 c. persimmon puree
1/2 c. packed brown sugar
1 tsp. cinnamon
1/2 tsp. ginger
1/4 tsp. cloves
1 lg. can evaporated milk
1/2 tsp. salt 
 Beat eggs, add puree, sugar, cinnamon, ginger, salt, cloves and milk. Beat to blend thoroughly. Pour into pastry.Bake on lowest rack at 425 degrees for 15 minutes. Reduce temperature to 350 degrees and bake until pie looks set, but jiggles slightly in center...about 45 minutes. Cool to room temperature.   Serve with fresh whipped cream, and enjoy!





Thursday, December 12, 2013

Turn Sideways In The Wind




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  We are all wanderers on this earth. Our hearts are full of wonder, and our souls are deep with dreams.  Our wisdom is older than Time itself. Our stories and superstitions are old as the ages.  We are gypsies.


                                        
"Turn sideways in the wind".  This is but one of many gypsy sayings,  ancient and oft-repeated.   Are they snippets and bits of gypsy wisdom-- or just quaint gypsy superstition?   It is for us to decide...



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  1.  Our caravan is our family, and the world is our family.  Burn your enemy's caravan and you burn you future.
    


2. Where the wagon goes, a trail will follow.
                              
                                

                        
                               3.  Gypsy gold does not chink and glitter, it gleams in the sun and neighs in the  dark.                                             
  



 4.  You cannot walk straight when the road is bent.




 5. Treat your luck well and it will never leave you.



                                                                                                     
6. A lonely old crow, see someone you know; fly to your right, sure to be right; if you are hawking,  money by night.
                                             

                                                                                                                                  
                                    

7. Behind bad luck comes good luck.



                                    
8. Tears shed at a funeral will sear the heart of the dead.
                                    
                                    


                                
9. To see a mule shake itself is a sign of good luck.
                            


                             
10. A shooting star is a sign of death.
                                         
                          

11. To see one crow means sorrow; two crows together means joy. A dead crow in the road is a sign to turn back--no gypsy will pass it.
                                

12. A moth hovering over a flame  means a letter by morning.
                           

                                  
13. The number 13 is always a lucky one.
                                              


                                      
14. Park your wagon by a holly tree--it will give divine protection.
                          


                               
15. A crooked pin in a man's coat will make him lucky at cards.

                                                                        
                                          
16. Sweep beneath a young girl's feet, and she will  never marry.
                                       
                                
                                                  
17. Without wood the fire would die.

                                            
                                            
18. The true nettle stings from the beginning.
                                            
                                                                                      
                                    
19. Money in hand, bride on horse.
 
                                                                                       
                                            
20. "Laughter is brightest where there is food."

                      


Each day as we do evening stables, hand-feeding carrots from door to door, I  tell the kind and patient horse at the end of the row "I saved the best for last".   I shall have to say the same thing about this post; my favorite saying is the last one:



                                                                                                       
21. "You may not know where you go, but never forget where you came from."
  



 Bater, muro amal...
(May it be so, my friend...)




              

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Grainne and Siobhan's Elf-On-The-Shelf Daily Countdown To Christmas


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 "Tis a fortnight before Christmas...
 Siobhan and myself
and all our critters are sleeping--
but not our Shelf Elf..."

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Thirteen days before Christmas,
 my heart in my throat,
I found Elf bathing
in our best gravy boat...









 Twelve days before Christmas,
I looked near and far--
and finally found Elf 
in the Biscuit Jar...
























  
Eleven days before Christmas,
by one hand and one knee
that crazy Elf dangled
 from our Christmas tree...
(and broke three balls!)
























 
Ten days before Christmas,
 you'll never guess!
We caught Elf looking
up a fox's dress...
(the little pervert!)

























Nine days before Christmas,
our patience wears thin--
Elf gave us moustaches
with a permanent pen...


























Eight days before Christmas--
 not sooner or later--
 Elf rolled our house
with toilet paper...


























Seven days before Christmas,
in horror and dread,
we found Elf smoking 
 in in his tissue box bed...

 




Six days before Christmas,
just for fun,
Elf shot out our Christmas lights
with the Nut Cracker's gun...























 

 Five days before Christmas,
I feel a little Stress...
Why is Elf wearing
 Barbie's favorite dress?


























Four days before Christmas,
I seriously need a beer--
we found Elf swinging
 from a chandelier...

 




Three days until Christmas,
great--another chore!
Cleaning Elf's snow angels
off the kitchen floor...







Two days before Christmas,
pretty as you please...
Elf dropped his knickers
below his knobby knees!



























One day before Christmas,
and what do you think?
We found Elf drunk
by the kitchen sink...

 




Christmas Day at last !
Good tidings of great cheer...
 That rotten Elf can vanish
for another whole year...
Hallelujah!
























MERRY CHRISTMAS!