My favorite beans for a party

I received the recipe from a woman 25 years ago. My husband enjoys these beans very much with ribs or a pulled pork sandwich. They are great for summer parties, and we made them for my nephew's 30th birthday party today so I am reposting the recipe. My most favorite EVER.

2 cups kidney beans (drained)

2 cups butter beans or Great Northern (drained)

2 cups pork and beans

1/2 cup catsup

1/2 cup packed brown sugar

1/8 tsp. garlic powder

1/2 lb. bacon, chopped

1 cup chopped onion

Combine all the beans in a bowl, stirring gently. Stir in a mixture of the catsup, brown sugar and garlic powder. Brown the bacon and onion in a skillet; drain. Add to the bean mixture and mix gently. Spoon into a two quart baking dish and bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 1 hour.

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Debbie

Summer Blooms #4

 

There is a touch of fall in the air this morning. Better get these lovely summer blooms posted :-)

Wishing everyone a wonderful weekend.

xo

Deb 

I'd Pick More Daisies :-)

What a wonderful year it has been, and I will always remember my 60th that way. It's just a number for me, and I am blessed to be be able to celebrate it. Thank you to my amazing family and friends for the phone calls, Facebook messages, cards, gifts, hugs and kisses! I am very thankful for all of you in my life.

"If I had my life to live over, I'd dare to make more mistakes next time. I'd relax, I would limber up. I would be sillier than I have been this trip. I would take fewer things seriously. I would take more chances. I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers. I would eat more ice cream and less beans. I would perhaps have more actual troubles, but I'd have fewer imaginary ones.

If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall. I would go to more dances. I would ride more merry-go-rounds. I would pick more daisies."

 It's been a wonderful 60 years. 

xo

Deb

Life is good: at Camp!

"Then followed that beautiful season...summer....filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape lay as if new....created in all the freshness of childhood".        -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My favorite childhood memory of summertime was hanging out at our camp at Okara Lakes (photo above) Yes, the Indians named it. We'd go swimming in the lake, fish off the dock, take the row boat out on the lake and drop anchor, and watch our mom swim the entire length of the lake. She was our hero. Dad was too, he built the camp. We had large black tire tubes that we floated on. Our grandparents would visit with their Shasta trailer (now vintage), and we picked berries and made pies. The neighbor's camp had tennis courts. We played all day, built forts, climbed trees and were occasionally rewarded with a glass bottle of soda that we retrieved from the freezing cold ice chest. 

No filter neeed, just downloaded these pictures from the weekend. I remember when I would take photos as a teen, hope for the best, send the film away for processing. It's so much easier today, and sometimes I don't bother to edit. All photos were taken at our camp or just down the road where they offer miniature golf and a walking path. 

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xo

Deb