Huaraches Are Back!

Who would have guessed that cold weather would be back in Texas so close to the first of April? I guess the weathermen would have guessed, since that is what they do in Texas....guess. I can't hardly blame them because I have lived here all my life and the weather always keeps me guessing. On Friday, while running errands, I experienced so many different weather anomalies...sprinkles of rain...downpours of rain...bright, sunny skies...cloudy with a cold wind.....jacket on, jacket off, umbrella up, umbrella down, umbrella blowing away. Who would have guessed?

Who would have guessed, but huaraches are back? Years ago, I knew a young lady that wore Huaraches all of the time. In fact, I don't think I ever saw her in any other pair of shoes. She loved them...maybe for her they were like flipflops to me. Huaraches are a Mexican sandal of sorts, made of woven skinny straps of leather. Until the leather was broken in, huaraches pinched my toes and squeaked a little, but soon my feet felt barefoot, but better because, you know, I am never barefoot. Huaraches are making a come back....and they come in lots of colors!

I'm not sure if I will wear huaraches in this cold weather or even at all, but I will eat Mexican food when it is cold anytime. Sunday Dinner recipes might just warm you up on a cold day or not so cold day or just taste good anytime.

Nacho Chicken

1 bag (7 oz) Nacho Flavored Doritoes
1 onion, chopped
2 cups cooked chopped chicken (that's a tongue twister)
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 can Ro-tel tomatoes and green chiles
1 cup chicken broth
1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese

Crush chips and put in the bottom of 3 qt. glass baking dish. Mix onion, chicken, soup, Rotel, and broth. Pour over chips and top with cheese. Bake at 325 for 35-40 minutes.

Chili Con Carne

1 large onion, chopped
1 bell pepper, chopped
2 lbs. ground beef
2 cans Ro-tel tomatoes and green chiles
2 cans pinto beans
2 packages McCormick Chili mix
salt and pepper to taste

Saute onion and bell pepper in butter. Salt and pepper. Brown beef in same large deep pan. Add Chili mix. Add Ro-tel, diced tomatoes, and pinto beans. Simmer for 30 minutes.

Since all things Mexican are on the table, pecan pralines will top it off.

Microwave Pecan Pralines

1 1/2 cups dark brown sugar
2/3 cup whipping cream
1/8 cup butter
dash of salt
1 1/2 cup pecans

Mix all ingredients in a glass bowl. Microwave on high for 7-9 minutes. Let it set for 1 minute. Add pecans. Stir until thick, drop by spoonfuls on wax paper.

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

Penny Loafers for a Dime

This past week I was reminded by a friend that I don't know the meaning of vacation or rest. That is not totally true...we just have different perceptions. I do rest, although probably not enough and I do take vacations, although probably not enough. I enjoy being busy...well, maybe enjoy is a strong word, but I do like to be busy. You know, idle hands is the devil's workshop. I don't want to have anything to do with him. I am not a loafer of any kind.

When I was young, I thought I was so special when I was old enough to have penny loafers...a little brown slip on shoe with a little slot in the band across the toe just large enough to hold a penny. I couldn't understand why teenagers had penny loafers that were for a dime. Why would anyone put a dime in a penny loafer? Didn't make sense to me until I found out that the dime was for emergency phone calls. That was the day when pay phones took a dime and cell phones were futuristic....wow, how things change.

After returning from a short trip earlier this week, I didn't want to get caught loafing around, so we did a little yard work yesterday. Take a look...

Before....



After....



Loafing? Not me! Except for Sunday Dinner recipes that are loafers of a sort, not the penny or dime kind, but don't require much work. I have better fish to fry than to be in the kitchen for long.

Grandma Miller's Moist Meatloaf

2 lb. lean ground beef
1 large egg
20-25 Saltine crackers, crushed
1 onion, chopped or 1 tsp. onion powder
1 small can tomato sauce + 1/2 can of water
2 tsp. salt
dash of Tabasco sauce

Combine all ingredients and mix well. Bake at 350 for 1 1/2 hours. This recipe can also be used to stuff bell peppers.

Hobo Dinner

1/4 lb ground beef
1 potato, sliced
1 carrot, sliced
1 thick slice of onion
salt and pepper to taste

Shape beef into a patty and place on large square of heavy duty foil. Place vegetables on top of patty. Salt and pepper. Wrap and seal all ingredients in foil. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes. This is for one serving, so you better make more.

After keeping our hands busy in the front flowerbeds, we did enjoy a little idleness as we watched this robin taking a bath...



after all it was Saturday evening!

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

Daddy's Shoes Don't Fit or Do They?

It was always difficult to buy my Daddy a gift...birthday, Christmas, or Father's Day...unless he needed a new Bible. Every time I asked him what he wanted, I always got the same answer..."for you to be happy"! That is all he ever wanted for anyone that he loved and he loved a lot of people. He wanted everyone to be happy here on earth, but also experience eternal happiness...to accept Jesus as their personal Savior. He shared Jesus with every one that he met. He shared Jesus with his hands because he was always helping someone, with his voice whether singing gospel tunes or speaking most gentle words, with his money as he gave to the church, and with his heart as he loved all people.

Daddy was a simple man. He really never needed much. When he needed a new suit, he usually bought two...one black, dark gray, or navy and the other some shade of brown. When he needed new shoes, he bought two pair just alike...one pair in black and one pair in brown, 8 1/2 D...which he so proudly and much to my embarrassment would wear even with his plaid Bermuda shorts and dress socks.

As I thought about Daddy today, I wondered how much I was like him. Do I share Jesus everyday with everyone that I meet with my hands, with my voice, with my money, with my heart? Do I really need more? Is my greatest desire "for others to be happy"? Do I buy shoes just alike...one pair in black and one pair in brown? You be the judge....



Today would have been another day to ask Daddy what he wanted for his birthday...he would have been 90 years old today and he would have said...."for you to be happy". On this day, Daddy has the best gift of all...he sits with Jesus on his birthday and he is happy!

I remember what I was doing on March 21, 1978 as I deliberated over what to give my Daddy for his birthday that year. Our family was meeting for dinner that evening to celebrate his 59th birthday. I was folding towels (yellow ones...not sure how I remember that) on a bright sunny afternoon. He had given me no clues as to what he wanted...same old, same old response..."for you to be happy". I had only a few hours to make a decision and purchase a gift.

I was only 11 days past the due date for my first child. On that day in 1978 when my Daddy turned 59, I gave him a gift that no one else had given him....a grandchild born on his birthday. I gave him just what he wanted..."for me to be happy". It was a happy day...a happy birthday for two men in my life...my Daddy and my firstborn son.

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

From Blue Suede to Horseshoes

I began the week wearing my imaginery blue suede shoes on our way to Memphis or should I say just south of there, but before long I was looking all over for horseshoes. Why?...I like a puzzle...a hunt...a mission! I have always wanted to do it all by myself! No hints, no "you're getting warmer", no "let me help you"! The greatest part of a puzzle is the process, not necessarily the finished product. Oh, there is always satisfaction when all is said and done, but the process...what joy, what excitement!

So we were on the hunt! Germantown, a lovely suburb on the east side of Memphis, is an inevitable destination any time I visit my daughter that lives just south of Memphis. We always have a need desire to visit Hobby Lobby that is located in beautiful Germantown. As we made our way across town, I became fascinated with the painted horses that adorn the corners, intersections and remote hiding places of Germantown. It was like looking for Waldo. As we turned each page corner, our eyes searched for yet another painted horse.

There is a gift horse....



...a mirrored horse...



...a music horse...



...a flowered horse...



...and a horse in a horse...



From what I understand there are 21 horses in all that were auctioned off for charity and placed in locations to be enjoyed by many. I certainly did...the hunt kept our eyes open and our car making U-turns on a dime when a horse was sighted. Who would have thought that a trip to Hobby Lobby would have given so much enjoyment? Well, every trip to Hobby Lobby brings enjoyment, especially those 80% off aisles!

Before we returned to Texas, there was some landscaping to do...



another trip to Hobby Lobby for these...



and one more chance to wear my imaginary blue suede shoes...a photo moment at Graceland...



...and as always, I can't wait to go back for a visit and a meal at Cafe 51 (as good as Sunday Dinners).

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

I 'm Wearing Blue Suede Shoes

Well, its one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.

It is Spring Break in our neck of the woods! I don't have children in school any more, but I still take Spring Break! Habit, I guess...but not a bad habit! Spring Break means that these wheels won't be delivering Sunday Dinners this week...it's hard to cook when you are on the go! I'll let you know soon where I'm wearing my blue suede shoes. Any guesses? Not fair if you already know!

Instead of Sunday Dinner recipes, I will share some fun recipes with you. My sister likes to bake, makes it look so easy, and I love to enjoy the results. If you like to bake or like to eat sweets baked goods, then these recipes are for you! Enjoy!

Pecan Lemon Loaf

1/2 cup butter, softened
1 1/2 cup sugar, divided
2 eggs
2 cups flour
1 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
3/4 cup sour cream
1 cup chopped pecans
1 T. grated lemon peel
1/4 cup lemon juice

Cream butter and 1 cup sugar. Add eggs, mix well. Combine flour, baking powder, salt Add to creamed mixture alternately with sour cream. Fold in pecans and lemon peel. Transfer to 9X5X3 loaf pan. Bake at 350 for 50-60 minutes or until toothpick inserted near the middle comes out clean. In a small saucepan, combine lemon juice and remaining 1/2 cup sugar. Cook and stir over medium heat until sugar is dissolved. Pour over warm cake. Cool completely before removing from pan.

Strawberry Jello Cake Squares

2 pkgs. strawberry jello
2 cups boiling water
1 cup cold water
1 12 oz. pkg. frozen strawberries
1 purchased Angel Food Cake
Cool Whip

Dissolve jello with boiling water. Add strawberries. Pour into 9X13 glass dish. Pinch up (purchased) Angel Food cake and press in to jello mixture. Refrigerate until set. Cut in squares and top with a dollop of Cool Whip.

Cake Balls

1 cake mix, baked according to pkg. directions
1 can icing, flavor to compliment cake mix
32 oz. white or chocolate almond bark

Bake cake and allow to cool 10-15 minutes. While still warm, break cake up and mix in icing. Roll the cake/icing mixture into 1 1/2 balls, placing them on a cookie sheet lined with wax paper. Freeze the balls about an hour. (If you don't do this, you will have a mushy mess when it is time to dip them.) Melt the almond bark according to pkg. directions. Dip each cake ball in melted almond bark and place on wax paper to set. Before almond bark sets, sprinkles can be added for decoration. This makes about 50 cake balls...so definitely for a crowd.

The crowd pleaser at our house is....German chocolate cake with coconut pecan icing, dipped in chocolate bark. Other suggestions....Red Velvet cake with cream cheese icing dipped in white...Lemon cake with lemon icing dipped in white...Orange cake with orange icing dipped in chocolate. What would be your favorite?

Spring Break will be over way to soon and I will be packing away my blue suede shoes before I am ready...but you can enjoy Spring Break with some baking!

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

Barbie Shoes Are Painful

It came to my attention this morning that Barbie is now 50 years old. Yes, Barbie hit the shelves on March 9, 1959. She cost a mere $3.00. That may not seem like much, but in 1959, my mother's grocery bill for a week was not much more than $3.00. When I was a child, I wondered why Barbie's feet were shaped in such a manner. I have decided that if my feet were shaped like hers, then they wouldn't hurt so much after a few hours in Barbie shoes like mine.



I've only worn them a couple of times and shhhh....even parked in the "parents of preschoolers" parking lot at church just so I didn't have to walk so far. There was an empty space and I was late...so tell me that you wouldn't have done the same if you were wearing these.



Notice the single strap across the toes...nothing to really hold them on except the grip of my toes. They are hard to keep on! Barbie's shoes were too, come to think of it.

I did not receive a Barbie for my birthday 1959 like so many other young girls did. My parents probably thought I was too young (they were right), it was a pricey gift (they were right), but what I did receive is worth so much more (they were right).

We made a move from one small North Texas town to another small North Texas town that sits in the shadow of a large North Texas City on my birthday in 1959. I spent the day with my aunt and cousins while our furniture and all of our belongings were transported to a new place to call home. It was on that day that I received this...



I love the pictures in this small Bible....Noah standing at the bow of the ark, David slinging stones at the giant, Goliath, and Jesus healing the sick. I even took the opportunity to add some of my own artwork, or maybe that was my little brother that did that....yeah...that's the story.



I collect old Bibles....my favorites.... my great-grandfather's teaching Bible and my dad's Bible filled with his comments. It is no surprise that this one is still around except for the fact that I sent it with my son as he left on an adventure when he was 19 years old. It was a Barbie shoe painful adventure for me...and a learning experience for both of us.

It was so hard to say goodbye to my child especially when I wasn't sure that he was being wise. But what do you do when you are out of control....you pray, pray, and (let them know you) pray for them. I sent that precious Bible wrapped in a gold ribbon with him...telling him to read John 3:16 if he needed help, was hungry, or was lonely. I also told him that I wanted that Bible to be returned...it was only on loan. I sent a piece of me with him and I knew that if I received it back he had returned also. I was in pain. Yep, it felt like those Barbie shoes. Holding on with a strong toe-grip, I wanted to park close to my son.

Over the next few months while my son adventured his way to the ski slopes of Colorado to find work (and enjoy the snow), I had to give up my worry and pray. Don't you do that, too? When all else fails, pray! Not only was my son on an adventure, so was I. I was being stretched (painful, oh, how painful) and required to depend on God to take care of him. My firstborn was now in His hands.

The call came one evening...he was out of money, he was hungry, and all alone. I almost cried...well, I did cry! My son had no money, was hungry and lonely. I asked him if he had read my Bible...read John 3:16. He replied that he didn't think that would do much good, but he agreed to return to his condo and do as I said. Later that evening he called again to say "Thank you".

Before I tied the gold ribbon, I placed a $20 bill in the pages of that tiny Bible. I had read a story in Reader's Digest long before the birth of my firstborn about a mom that had sent her son off to college with a Bible bearing a $10 bill hidden in its pages (I thought about inflation and decided on $20). So I take no credit for the idea, but I was prompted by the memory of that story. God has ways of using unlikely situations to do His work and take away my pain.

My son returned home, I got my Bible back, and I learned a valuable lesson....Pray, Pray, and (let them know you) Pray for them!

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

There Was an Old Woman That Lived in a Shoe...

...she had so many children, she didn't know what to do.

Five boys and one girl with two parents all in one shoe house for the summer. With so many mouths to feed, I often didn't know what to do. I found it much easier to plan out the eight weeks of summer meals for "Eight is Enough" or "The Brady Bunch". It is called "Survivor".

I am not sure if my mother ever made a menu for the week much less for eight weeks. She could go into any kitchen and come out with a meal to feed many. Now I am not saying that it would have pleased the eye of a home economics teacher, but it was always good. My mother could cook. I say could....she still can, just out of practice. All of this to say, I had no example of meal planning, so I was on my own to discover how to feed the 5,000, well, not really 5,000, but it felt like it.

I set out to make menus by relying on my trusty recipe card file started when I was in high school home economics...thank you, Miss Parrish. I searched through the many church cookbooks on the shelf....thank you ladies! I wrote every activity for the children on a calendar and planned meals to fit the schedule. I even went so far as to make a shopping list for each week. With spiral notebook in hand containing my menus, recipes, and shopping lists for the entire summer, I was ready when summer arrived.

I found that spiral notebook not too long ago. My kids thought that it was so funny that I put in so much effort and kept it. They even found the grocery store receipts that proved it could be done...I fed our family of 8 for about $100 a week. All I can say is that my life was easier in our shoe house.

You might expect that today's Sunday Dinner recipes would come from my summer menus of 1997, but no! That summer was full of hot dogs, hamburgers, spaghetti and lots of repeats, but it kept me from going wacky! These are better anyway...and still feed the 5,000 many....

More Please!

1 1/2 lb. ground beef
2 onions, chopped
1 1/2 c. spaghetti, broken
1 large can tomatoes, drained and chopped
1 small can ripe olives, drained and chopped
1 1/2 lb. Cheddar or Monterrey Jack Cheese, grated

Preheat oven to 400.

Cook 1 1/2 c. spaghetti according to package directions. Brown meat and onion. Mix spaghetti, meat, onion, tomatoes, olives and cheese together. Pour into 9X13 lightly greased baking dish. Bake uncovered 30 minutes. additional cheese can be added on top the last 5 minutes of baking.

Country Style Pork Ribs

Large package of Country Style Pork Ribs
Your favorite BBQ sauce

Place ribs in a crockpot. Cover with water. Season with salt and pepper. Cook on low overnight until tender (falling off the bone or fork tender if you have boneless)
Remove ribs (discard liquid) from the crock pot and place in 9X13 baking dish. Cover with BBQ sauce and foil. Heat in oven until sauce is hot and has penetrated ribs.

How about an easy treat? You probably have the ingredients right in your kitchen! No planning needed and you won't go wacky!

Wacky Cake

In a 9X13 cake pan, put:

1 1/2 cup flour
1 cup sugar
3 T. cocoa
1 tsp. soda
1/2 tsp salt

Mix together with spatula. Make 3 holes in the mixture. In the first hole put 1 tsp. vanilla. In the second hole, put 6 T. vegetable oil, In the third hole, put 1 T. vinegar. Pour 1 cup of water over all ingredients and mix well. Bake at 350 for 20 minutes.

Wacky Cake Icing

5 minutes before cake is done, bring to a boil 2 tsp. vanilla, 1 stick of butter, 6 T. milk, and 4 T. cocoa. Pour over 1 box (16oz.) of powdered sugar. Mix and pour over hot cake. Serve with vanilla or pumpkin ice cream (if you can find it).

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

Gardening Gloves and Crocs

Friday Fun is what I call Fridays. Typically, I am finished with my contract work and enjoy doing something fun on Friday. What do I call fun? Not the usual day of entertainment or leisure, but a day of beginning or ending a special project. There should be a crown that sits upon my head on Friday because I am the "project queen". I love projects and look forward to some extra hours working on refinishing furniture, reupholstering an old chair...the $5 type, painting...walls or some wonderful Canton find, quilting, or creating a one of a kind object d'art.

I had been looking forward to this Friday for several weeks. I had not had a Friday Fun day in a while so last night as I crawled into bed, I made a list of things that I would like to do. This morning as I enjoyed my coffee, I realized what a beautiful day was ahead. Many things on my list could be done outside so I planned my day accordingly. Before the "good to the last drop" was just a memory, so was my list...just a memory.

I was compelled to put on my yard work clothes and venture to the flowerbeds out front to do a little spring cleaning. The daffodils are blooming...



...and various perennial plants are showing signs of life. I put on my gardening gloves and crocs, drug out the pruning shears, rake, and spade...ready to cause some major damage repair to the ravages left by winter, if that is what you call December to February in Texas.

I trimmed lantana, yanked out overgrown monkey grass, and cleaned out dry, crackling leaves from flowerbeds. Then I raked and raked and raked some more. I think the leaves were multiplying with each stroke of the rake. It was while I was raking those leaves that I realized why I was so compelled to work in the yard on a Friday Fun day. God wanted to show me something.

Recently there have been many questions raised about kids today from family members and friends alike. Mostly about grown (still maturing) children. They have so much to learn. I would never want to return to my 20's. What am I saying? I would return, if I could take with me the knowledge and experience I have now.

Working in the yard is good therapy! I had lots to think through and lots of talking to God to do. I needed some answers...a word...a picture...something I could hold on to...and I got it.

It was while raking leaves that I watched the wind work with me and against me. I was raking and trying to keep a handle on the wayward leaves. That is when I looked across the yard to see leaves swirling in every direction...being guided by the wind to and fro...sometimes coming toward me and all of a sudden changing direction. As the wind would die down, the leaves would find a place to land on the still brown grass.

Young adult children (yes, they are always our children) can be just like those leaves. They are being tossed to and fro, swirling around, trying to find a place to land. As parents, we try our best to do our part when our children are under our roof...to give guidance, to be a good example, to give boundaries and set limits, to teach, to discipline...but the wind blows and it will blow!

We must watch (and it is not Friday Fun) as they swirl around, giving guidance when asked, standing firm in our values, and praying, praying, (letting them know you are) praying that the landing is on target.

Here it is...a word...a picture...something to hold on to.... It is in the swirling, that our children (and so do we) gain knowledge and experience.

Are you ready...will you be ready...when the wind blows and the swirling begins?

If the shoe fits, wear it well!

Company's Coming and the Lights Are Out!

Sometimes when the doorbell rings, don't you just want to turn out the lights and pretend that no one's home? Maybe I am alone in this, but sometimes home just has to be home....not necessarily company ready. Oh, I've heard lots of hints for a company ready home such as how to pick up quickly by running through the house with a laundry basket to stow away all the clutter, toys, and shoes...there's never any clutter at my house, not mine.

Company comes knocking when we aren't always ready. Every time I change a light bulb, I think of a time that company came knocking at my door. I was a young mom of two, 6 and 3. One Saturday evening, we had settled in, baths had been given, children were dressed in PJs, clothes were laid out for church the next morning, and pink sponge rollers hung from blonde locks...yes, yours...daughter of mine. We were not at all expecting company, but yet there was a knock on the door.

Hurry, turn out the lights...no that won't work, most of them were already out. Grab the basket...no it won't all fit. Face the music...and open the door.

We had recently visited a new church and the welcoming committee was standing at our door....on a Saturday evening. Here we were in all of our glory. They had friendly faces. Oh my goodness, what they must have thought!

Greetings were shared and they were asked to be seated. I began turning switches on lamps only to find that everyone of them in our humble living room were...yes, you guessed it...burned out and not an extra one to be found. Every other room had ceiling fixtures and the ladder was in the garage. Imagine...toting a ladder through the house to retrieve a light bulb from a ceiling fixture in a bedroom or hallway. Next best thing was to invite them into our newly renovated "family room"....a one car garage conversion. The only furniture in that new room was a pair of Lazyboy recliners and a couple of child-size bean bag chairs. Remember, we weren't expecting company and I had not quickly filled a laundry basket with toys and shoes to stow away!

I guess I could have claimed...we are ahead of our time in going green and saving energy...or...we like watching our children running around in their light up tennis shoes...or...oh, never mind!

I was mortified and embarrassed beyond belief. Smiling faces that I did not know were sitting in my semi-dark house, dodging shoes and toys, and sitting on the only two chairs available. They looked like the king and queen sitting on their thrones and we were their subjects.

Needless to say, I had difficulty stepping foot in that church the next morning, but I did. We arrived early enough to attend Sunday School...dressed in our finest and our hair out of rollers. We were escorted to the children's area to drop off the children. Wouldn't you know that the lady that greeted my daughter was...the same one that visited our home the night before? She had the same smiling face as if she never noticed the lack of light bulbs or the abundance of toys and shoes on the floor of my house. I will be forever grateful to that sweet lady not only for overlooking what I now know are the little things in life, but for teaching my daughter "Trust and Obey".

Light bulb moment...As I think of the words to this old hymn, I know how she was able to overlook the lack of light in my home.....she was carrying His light.

Trust and Obey

When we walk with the Lord
In the light of His Word
What a glory He sheds on our way!
While we do His good will
He abides with us still
And with all who will trust and obey.

It has been 25 years since that knock was heard throughout my home. Now, extra light bulbs have a special place for easy retrieval. If by chance, you come by my house, the lights won't be out, toys have been stored away in the attic, and the shoes are in clear plastic boxes, so come on in, stay awhile, and I will serve you a dose of His light and perhaps one of today's Sunday Dinner recipes... Company Chicken or Poor Man's Beef LightsOff Stroganoff

Company Chicken

1 jar Hormel dried beef
6-8 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
2-3 cans cream of chicken mushroom soup (less sodium is best)
1 8 oz. sour cream

Line 9X13 baking dish with dried beef. Place chicken breasts over beef. Mix mushroom soup and sour cream. Spoon over chicken. Cover and bake at 325 for 3 hours. Serve over rice.

Poor Man's Beef Stroganoff

1 lb. ground beef
3 slices bacon, diced
1/2 cup onion, chopped
1 1/2 T. flour
3/4 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. paprika
Dash of pepper
1 can mushroom soup
1/2 cup milk
1 cup sour cream

Brown beef and bacon. Add onion. Spoon off grease. Blend flour and seasonings into meat mixture. Combine soup and milk. Add to meat mixture. Cook uncovered 15-20 minutes. Stir in sour cream continuing to cook until sour cream is heated. Serve over extra wide egg noodles prepared according to package directions.

If the shoe fits, wear it well!