My changes were, first - I doubled the recipe. I did not change much. I used butter, lime and dried cilantro. And I did use paper liners. They turned out good and tasty. Filed in the keeper box. When we put the left overs away we put a paper towel in the bottom of the container. They were a little wet.
Again, our own touch. We used a combination of elk, beef and our pork sausage. I did not have tapioca starch so I used arrowroot, until I ran out. Then I used a combination of coconut flour and almond meal. I would make sure I have the tapioca next time. The coconut and almond was a heavier breading. The arrowroot was much better. And we will add more spice next time.
Having the mashed potato in the meatballs is a great idea. They are kind of light and creamy. I don't think they are going to hang around the fridge for very long.
I will try to remember to share recipes with you more often.
I think that we ask ourselves this more than we want to admit. I do not think there is an easy answer. Sometimes we must. just. hang on. and go with it.
32 years is where we are today.
Tim and I. and five boys thrown in for the mix. Or better known as Zach, Joe, Ted, Chris and Max.
The rain gauge was over flowing with snow this morning. The snow has now melted.
In the morning you would have thought there was an over abundance of moisture but as it melts, you may think that you were wrong. Look at it. there is only a little bit left in the rain gauge. Thats not much....
Look and think again.
It is a high desert here, any moisture is a blessing.
Marriage can be the same. You will have the dry winds that seem to suck the life out of the land. The rain will come. You may not see the sun for a bit. The flowers will bloom. The stickers will poke you. The tumbleweeds will stacked against to your door. The sun will rise. And set. There will be full moons that lights up the yard and you wont need that extra flash light and can see clearly.
There will be the nights, and days, that it is so foggy that no light can cut through. You will be going along the road in the faith that God knows the way.
I cannot gauge my life with Tim with a rain gauge. I do know that there has been time of over flowing and times where the gauge seem to be bone dry. I am not sure that is how to look at things. Maybe over the years we would have to say that the dam of marriage has quite a nice little resevoir growing up with it.