Magic Cobbler

This cobbler is magic in more ways than one. Not only does it taste like something not from this world, but it comes together the right way when you seemingly put it together the wrong way! Maaaaagicallllll…….

This is my grandmother’s recipe for all her cobblers and pretty much any fruit can be substituted for another. Well, except watermelon…or tomatoes… or a combo of the two. Bleck… The magic in this cobbler comes from the odd way you layer the ingredients. One may think that you should pour the topping over the top…. one may however be wrong. In this magical fantasy cobbler, you put the topping on the bottom and it rises to the top all by itself! ….magic…. Don’t believe me? Try it yourself you big bully! You’ll see! And I am not a sissy! Don’t pull my hair! I’m telling!!!!

For this recipe you will need:

1 stick of butter

1 cup of sugar

1 cup of flour

1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder

3/4 cup milk

Desired Fruit (raspberries, blackberries, blueberries, peaches, apples, etc.)

1/2 cup fairy dust (optional)

Begin by pouring the stick of melted butter in a 9×13 pan.

Next, mix together the flour, sugar, and baking powder until well combined.

Add the milk and mix well.

Next, pour the batter over the melted butter but DO NOT STIR.  I freaking mean it.  Don’t do it.

Then you can tumble your fruit over all that.  You want enough to cover the surface of the mix.  I’d say maybe 2 1/2 to 3 cups-ish?  Whatever looks good to you.  Then go ahead and sprinkle some sugar over the fruit.  About a tablespoon I’d say.

Then you stick it in a 350 degree oven for about 30 minutes or until golden brown and delicious.

See?!  I told you!  Mom says you owe me an apology!

Enjoy this!  Make it today!



Bacon Sprouts

So… I like bacon. I have a crush on it. I want to marry it. Too much? Sorry. I think everyone pretty much shares my feelings though. Am I right? Of course I am. However… can the same be said for brussel sprouts? The poor little baby cabbage who is repeatedly scorned and fed to the family dog under the table… (cue the sad music) If I could, I would hold a stalk of innocent brussel sprouts in my arms while a single tear rolled down my cheek and softly whisper “It’s going to be alright… I’m going to cover you in bacon and present you to the masses!”. Then I would walk over to the open window and scream at the top of my lungs “brussel sprouts will triumph!”… Then the men in white coats would come and return me to my cell, but not before I shared with you, the secret recipe for… bacon sprouts. Deal with what just happened…

For this recipe, you will need:
1 lb fresh brussel sprouts
8 slices of bacon
1 clove of freshly grated garlic

First you want to remove the tough outer leaves of the sprouts and slice them thinly into shreds. Think coleslaw size.

Next, chop up the bacon and render it in a skillet. Stick your face over the pan and get a bacon facial. Don’t apologize later when your husband tells you that your face smells curiously like bacon.

Remove the crisped bacon from the pan with a slotted spoon and set it aside on paper towels to drain. Pour off all but about a tablespoon of bacon drippings and add the brussel sprouts. While they saute, add salt, pepper, and the grated clove of garlic. Cook until tender.

Serve the sprouts with the fairy dust bacon sprinkled magically on top. Call someone who has wronged you and tell them you forgive them. Trust me… it’s that good.

I love you. So much man… Seriously.


Glamping Trip 2012

As many of you know, I have always considered myself “in-doorsy” and my favorite kind of camping is the kind where I don’t go. I wasn’t raised in a camping family. In my house growing up, camping was definitely not a vacation… it was work! Then I grew up and got married. Once I was married I realized…. I married a CAMPER! Not only did he like/love to camp, but his whole family camped! Even his family’s extended family camped. And just when I thought everyone who loved camping was accounted for, I was told their DOGS camped too… I realized I was screwed. Camping was in my future and I could either like it or love it. Goodbye nice hotels with room service and cable tv, goodbye quaint towns filled with antique stores and restaurants, goodbye exciting night life and champagne in the jacuzzi…. Hello woods, and dirt, and bugs, and man-eating predators.

Since I knew I had to go camping, I tried to think of a way that I could make everyone happy including myself… there was only one solution… GLAMPING! Glamorous camping! I scoured the internet for a small vintage camper in need of some TLC and lo and behold… I found one! A little 60’s number that we rehabbed and affectionateely named “Gertrude”. I think every vintage camper should have a vintage name. I found that the more love I put into Gertrude, the more excited I was about camping… and my husband definitely appreciated my new outlook. Nobody wants to camp with somebody grumpy. It’s part of the camping code. I know about the code now becasue I’m cool like that.

In July 2012, I took my second ever glamping trip. We went in 2010, then in 2011 I was quite pregnant with our first child, and this year I had no good excuse! Not that I really wanted one… It’s so nice to see everyone. Like I said, everyone in my husband’s world camps so we end up with quite a large group. We call our little group “Camp La-koh-ver-no-rill-et” which is a funny combination of all our last names. Every family takes turns cooking meals, the kids play, nature hikes are taken, swimmimg is a given, and every night there are smore’s and adult beverages around the campfire. I’ve come to enjoy camping because I love and enjoy the people I camp with… and it goes to show you, it doesn’t matter what you’re doing, just have fun while you’re doing it. Here are some pictures of our trip!

Here is our little Gertrude all set up on our site! Isn’t she adorable?

This is our beautiful view. We were camping at Taqhuamenon Falls in the UP.

I see God’s artistry in nature…

You can’t glamp without plastic flamingos!

Another view of our cute site and papaer lanterns!

A view of the bathrooms… not totally hideous…. but it still makes a girl miss the Holiday Inn!

This is my sister in law’s glamper! Jenny the Jayco! Too cute… love it!

I believe this is a late 70’s or early 80’s model? She has it so cute inside and her family loves it. They use it a lot more than we use ours because they’re super duper campers!

Salmon on the fire. Yum! Wish I had some now…

Potatos and onions in a tin foil package. Wonderful!

Pizza Hobo Pies! I was a hobo pie novice, but they turned out great! Thanks for teaching me Trish!

My husband and I did an oatmeal bar for breakfast. Tons of toppings, hot oatmeal in a crockpot, bacon, toast, mimosas, coffee, and juice. Phew!

Bentley and daddy taking a break. My two great loves…

In the small neighboring town, there had been wild fires ripping through. This was painted on a store front window. My husband is part of a fire fighter family all around the world. I thank all of them for what they do everywhere…this was so nice to see.

Our lovely (and safe) nightly bonfire. I do love that smell…

I hope you enjoyed my glamping trip as much as I did. Are you a camper/glamper too? Where do you go? What do you do? I’d love to hear about it. Thanks for stopping by and I hope to see you back real soon.


Pretzel Jello

Hello and Welcome back! I just wanted to share a quick, easy and majorly delicious recipe for “Pretzel Jello”. Sounds crazy I know… but its UH-MAZE-ING! This dish will make you the hero of the potluck, the queen of the barbecue, or the popular party guest who is definitely on the invite list forever and ever amen. There are lots of different versions online or floating around from church lady to church lady but this is the one I tried and it turned out fabulously :) For this recipe you will need:

2 Cups of crushed pretzel sticks
1 1/2 sticks of butter (melted)
3 tablespoons of sugar (for the crust)
1 cup of sugar (for the filling)
1 8oz brick cream cheese
1 8oz cool whip
2 cups boiling water
1 6oz package strawberry-banana JELLO
2 10 oz packages frozen strawberries (slightly thawed)

Preheat your oven to 350.  Crush the pretzels in a large ziploc bag with a rolling pin and place them in a mixing bowl.  

Add the 3 tbsp. sugar and melted butter.  Mix well and Press into the bottom of a 9×13 glass baking pan.  Bake for 8 minutes and let cool COMPLETELY.  

In the bowl of an electric mixer, combine 1 cup sugar and cream cheese until well blended and smooth.  Fold in cool whip and refrigerate.

In a separate mixing bowl, combine jello mix and boiling water. Stir until dissolved and add strawberries with their liquid. Chill in the fridge until slightly set up.

Spread cream cheese mixture over pretzel crust, making sure you seal the edges of the layer completely. (if you don’t, the jello layer could soak through the edges and make your crust soggy)

Spoon the jello mixture on top of the cream cheese layer evenly. Refrigerate until Firm.

I made mine the night before and it was great! Enjoy!



Memorial Day Recap!

Our Memorial Day was great. We did not end up going to Ravenna because of a situation with the brakes in our car. Bummer! But we still ended up having a great time here in Northville with our family and friends. Heres our photo story…

The day began with a breakfast with friends and family! I cut a few folks out of the picture accidentally. Sorry!

Next we headed down town Northville for the Memorial Day Parade!

The NHS marching band was great as always.

All the local Cub Scout and Boy Scout troops were there as well. So cute. I love my town…

Even the dogs were feeling patriotic!

The parade ended up at “Rural Hill Cemetery” and led the crowd through the gates to pay tribute to our American heroes.

May God bless you, our sleeping heroes and may He comfort those you left behind. Thank you for serving.

Bentley and his flag!

Then we went home to enjoy a cook out with family and friends. We had bbq ribs, fried corn, mac and cheese, veggie platter, fresh rolls, pretzel jello, and pineapple upside down cake! Bentley enjoyed some swimming time with daddy at the pool and the other guys played corn hole. Since I’m terrible and corn hole and I hate the name, I stayed inside and drank coffee :) However, by the end of the day, I think everyone felt just like Bentley in this picture…

I hope everyone had a great time! I’d love to hear how you spent your holiday and I will be posting the recipe for “Pretzel Jello” very soon! Have a wonderful remainder of your weekend!



Hello and welcome.  I just wanted to post a few quick thoughts about Memorial Day.  Yes, there will be barbecuing, yes there will be swimming and backyard football and a day off from work… but why?  Why do we celebrate Memorial Day?  What are we supposed to be remembering?  The answer is of course, all of our fallen service men and women who have given their lives for us.  These people literally lost their lives serving you and I.  Their families lost their son or daughter, their brother or sister…their daddy or mommy… their husband or wife…   For them, Memorial Day might not be as leisurely of a celebration.  My heart truly goes out to the ones left behind and I am humbled by their sacrifice.

CHALLENGE:  Don’t let this Memorial Day pass without actually memorializing our American heroes.  I think it would be really special if we all bought some flowers and took them to a soldier’s grave.  You don’t have to know them to love them.  Northville, MI’s  local cemetery “Rural Hill”  has a fallen heroes section and I have seen other area cemeteries that have them as well.  If your town’s local cemetery does not have a military section, please consider making a small donation to  http://www.nvf.org/  However you may choose to honor our heroes, please show your appreciation in a tangible way this Memorial Day! I would love to hear what you decided to do so please let me know!

And I will leave you with this poem that I think is so lovely and moving…

The Unknown Soldier

You need not ever know my name
This unknown soldier seeks no fame

I’m here to bring out thought from you
May your heart see more than your view

America, we marched with pride
We gave our life, for you we died

How well we knew the time might come
When life could sound that final drum

Please think of us as life moves on
We tried so hard till that last dawn

Do let our spirit fill the land
Pass treasured freedom, hand to hand

God blessed this country with such love
Hold in your heart, abundance of

And when you stand before my grave
Think not of one, but each who gave

©2003Roger J. Robicheau

Love to you and yours on this holiday. May we celebrate our faith, our families, and our freedom!


Last week we happily found ourselves in the small town of Ravenna, MI.  It’s barely a dot on the map but it holds some of the folks that my fireman and I love the best.  Ravenna is home to my dear mom-in-law Penny, my sister-in-law and bro-in law Trish and Mark, and my 2 adorable nephews Nolan and Wesley!  Mark and Trish live on 40 acres of land with 1 horse, 3 dogs, 2 barn kittys, 1 house kitty, and more chickens than I could accurately count.  From what I hear, they will soon be joined by a pig that my nephews will raise for their 4H club to sell at the fair, and my husband is doing his best to convince them they need a goat.  Mark and Trish refer to their house as a “hobby farm” but between the massive stretch of land, huge garden in progress, fresh eggs, and the impending pig situation I’d say it’s a slightly larger operation.  But that’s just my city slicker opinion…  We love visiting the affectionately named “VerMeer Family Farm” and I want to share some pictures with you of this little piece of paradise :)

Welcome to the Farm!

Bentley’s first time seeing a horsey with Auntie Trish!

“Hi Horse. Let me see your hairs.”

This is Buffy. She’s a sassy chick! haha! get it? Sassy…. Chick… because she’s a chicken… Yep.

Buffy’s People

I forgot her name. Please don’t tell her. How embarrassing….

And here are some pictures of the loveliness around the farm…

Trish’s grape arbor. In the summer, the grape vines completely envelop this space and the bunches of purple grapes hang down around you. It’s the perfect place to relax with a glass of red while the kids play.

Barn Kitty named Hala. This is as still as I could get her to be :)

Barn Kitty named Kippy. Kippy was my cat who Trish graciously took in when I had to re-home him a few years back. He adjusted to country life beautifully… and I’m so happy he’s loved and cared for.

I have no clue how to spell this girls name! Its pronounced like this: Chew-boss-ka! Shes older than me but she looks fab!

“Smokey Joe” the house kitty has found the best thing ever!

A beautiful piece of Gods Country….

A special thank you to the VerMeers for letting me snap all these pictures! We love you and can’t wait to see you again! (we will actually see you Monday for garage sale heaven!) Thanks everyone for tuning in and I hope to see you back real soon!



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