Miss Kay's Duck Commander Kitchen by Kay Robertson, Chrys Howard Page A
Authors: Kay Robertson, Chrys Howard
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pineapple, the reserved juice, and the orange slices. Stir in the green and red grapes, apples, and strawberries. The pineapple juice will keep the fruit fresh. (The salad can even be refrigerated and stored overnight.)
2. Stir in the pie filling.
3. At serving time, slice the bananas, add to the salad, and toss to coat with the juice. (The pineapple juice will keep the bananas fresh looking, too.)
A Note from Miss Kay
This recipe is one that Phil’s sister Jan has shared with me. The pie filling at the end is optional. All the other fruit mixed together is great on its own if you don’t have pie filling handy.
9.
Our Cajun Christmas
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A recipe has no soul. You, as the cook, must bring soul to the recipe.
—Thomas Keller
Instructed by the king, they set off. Then the star appeared again, the same star they had seen in the eastern skies. It led them on until it hovered over the place of the child. They could hardly contain themselves: They were in the right place! They had arrived at the right time!
—Matthew 2:9–10, The Message
Our Family Christmas
Christmas is my favorite time of year. I like to decorate every inch of my house, and yes, it’s a good thing my house isn’t that big or Phil might get a little nervous about my decorating obsession. This last year I had my niece Melissa come over to help me organize my decorations after Christmas, but they’re still a mess. Her best efforts were no match for my decorations. Most of them are stored in a small house next door to our house that Alan and Lisa lived in when they were first married. The little granddaughters call it the “library” because I have so many books stored in there. They love to play in the “library,” and any time we can’t find them, we know where to look. Right now their playing space is crowded with my Christmas decorations. I’m sure it will stay that way until the next Christmas season, and I’ll get Melissa to come help me again. The girls just walk around it all and act like there’s not a big Santa staring at them all the time.
Here I am surrounded by my boys. This must be about 1997. I see all the boys are working on that beard thing—just not quite there yet. I’m sure I was cooking, like I always do.
Many people have asked me how I get along with four daughters-in-law. First of all, they are all great women and I love them, but it does take compromising. With respect to how we handle Christmas, I learned a long time ago that it’s wise to respect others’ family traditions. Many times over the years, the Robertsons would joinone of the in-law families for a particular holiday, like Easter at Korie’s mom’s house. I guess in a way, it’s easier that I have all sons because I’m not juggling sons-in-law as well! Christmas, for us, means celebrating whenever we can all get together. Some years it’s on Christmas Day at the evening meal; some years it’s a day or two before Christmas. For me, it’s not the particular day that matters; it’s that we are all together.
I’m not sure what year this was, but it’s Willie before long hair, so late 1990s. This shows you my “decoration obsession.” Could I just put one more thing out? I don’t think so!
When we do get together for our Christmas celebration, we eat first—but we are never on time. We seem to always wait on someone who’s running late or some food to cook properly. We try not to get in a hurry and just enjoy the moment. We chose Cajun food many years ago when the boys wanted something besides the traditional meal. I’ve always loved shrimp from the time I was little, so the Cajun theme was perfect for me. As all of the kids have grown in their cooking skills, they have also added to the meal.
As I mentioned, our house is small. Phil and I have lived in the same house for close to forty years. Granny and Pa (Phil’s parents) helped us buy the property and house we are in now. It originally had two houses. They moved into what was
2. Stir in the pie filling.
3. At serving time, slice the bananas, add to the salad, and toss to coat with the juice. (The pineapple juice will keep the bananas fresh looking, too.)
A Note from Miss Kay
This recipe is one that Phil’s sister Jan has shared with me. The pie filling at the end is optional. All the other fruit mixed together is great on its own if you don’t have pie filling handy.
9.
Our Cajun Christmas
----
A recipe has no soul. You, as the cook, must bring soul to the recipe.
—Thomas Keller
Instructed by the king, they set off. Then the star appeared again, the same star they had seen in the eastern skies. It led them on until it hovered over the place of the child. They could hardly contain themselves: They were in the right place! They had arrived at the right time!
—Matthew 2:9–10, The Message
Our Family Christmas
Christmas is my favorite time of year. I like to decorate every inch of my house, and yes, it’s a good thing my house isn’t that big or Phil might get a little nervous about my decorating obsession. This last year I had my niece Melissa come over to help me organize my decorations after Christmas, but they’re still a mess. Her best efforts were no match for my decorations. Most of them are stored in a small house next door to our house that Alan and Lisa lived in when they were first married. The little granddaughters call it the “library” because I have so many books stored in there. They love to play in the “library,” and any time we can’t find them, we know where to look. Right now their playing space is crowded with my Christmas decorations. I’m sure it will stay that way until the next Christmas season, and I’ll get Melissa to come help me again. The girls just walk around it all and act like there’s not a big Santa staring at them all the time.
Here I am surrounded by my boys. This must be about 1997. I see all the boys are working on that beard thing—just not quite there yet. I’m sure I was cooking, like I always do.
Many people have asked me how I get along with four daughters-in-law. First of all, they are all great women and I love them, but it does take compromising. With respect to how we handle Christmas, I learned a long time ago that it’s wise to respect others’ family traditions. Many times over the years, the Robertsons would joinone of the in-law families for a particular holiday, like Easter at Korie’s mom’s house. I guess in a way, it’s easier that I have all sons because I’m not juggling sons-in-law as well! Christmas, for us, means celebrating whenever we can all get together. Some years it’s on Christmas Day at the evening meal; some years it’s a day or two before Christmas. For me, it’s not the particular day that matters; it’s that we are all together.
I’m not sure what year this was, but it’s Willie before long hair, so late 1990s. This shows you my “decoration obsession.” Could I just put one more thing out? I don’t think so!
When we do get together for our Christmas celebration, we eat first—but we are never on time. We seem to always wait on someone who’s running late or some food to cook properly. We try not to get in a hurry and just enjoy the moment. We chose Cajun food many years ago when the boys wanted something besides the traditional meal. I’ve always loved shrimp from the time I was little, so the Cajun theme was perfect for me. As all of the kids have grown in their cooking skills, they have also added to the meal.
As I mentioned, our house is small. Phil and I have lived in the same house for close to forty years. Granny and Pa (Phil’s parents) helped us buy the property and house we are in now. It originally had two houses. They moved into what was
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