The festivities began Saturday morning and didn’t end until Sunday evening. We barely moved a muscle on Monday.
Early Saturday morning, my friend Jill (who ended up not moving, by the way) and I picked fresh vegetables at Ingram Farms. Mr. Ingram has I-don’t-know-how-many acres of land he is using for vegetables, fruit trees and vines, fishing holes, camping, hiking, nature observation, and horseback riding. We picked corn, peas, okra, squash, cabbage, tomatoes, and peppers. After picking, we went to our respective kitchens to cook for the evening’s festivities.
Our food was delicious. From our picking, I made okra and black-eyed peas. Jill made Southern Living’s latest recipe for squash casserole, and it was a huge hit around my kitchen table. There wasn’t one bit left. Good thing it was “light!”
Our kids played, our husbands watched a movie, and the women sat around the table for conversation. We also drove out to a field of sunflowers to take a few pictures. Here’s one of Hannah taken by my friend April:
An isolated thunder storm interrupted our photo session, so we headed back to my house for homemade ice cream and fellowship.
Sunday, we did it all over again with some of our family. The cousins played while the grown ups watched True Grit. I made Chess Pie, which isn’t exactly chess pie, for dessert. A woman in our church makes this for fellowships, and it’s my favorite.
For the crust: 1 yellow cake mix, 1 stick softened butter, 1 egg; Combine and press into a 9 x 13 inch dish.
For the filling: 3/4 box of confectioner’s sugar, 2 eggs, 8 oz. cream cheese, 1 tsp vanilla; Combine and pour into crust.
Bake at 325 for about 30 minutes or until set. You could probably add any fruit flavor, i.e., lemon, to this “cake” and it would be delicious.
We had another little thunder storm Monday afternoon/evening, so we skipped going to the annual city fireworks extravaganza. Instead, we watched A Capitol Fourth. It was alright.
In between all the cooking, eating, and visiting we did, we also managed to catch the closing arguments for the Casey Anthony trial. It was all quite interesting, and, like most of my friends, I am still — many hours later — surprised that the jury found her not guilty. I may have some more to write on the topic later, but I have to leave my keyboard for now.