
AH-h-h-h-h-h-h......at last.....peace and quiet. Harvest is over, the class reunion is over, the cookbook is over. I wonder what's next?






Harvest Weekend #2….
My next class on How toWrite an Heirloom Cookbook starts this coming Thursday at ARTichokes. That box of recipes you have been collecting for years will make a wonderful cookbook, complete with family stories and photos. Call Artichokes today, 913-322-9481, to reserve your spot in the class.



with the winery's Flyboy Red and Buffalo Red wines.


–outside, creamy-on-the-inside, seasoned heartily with salt and pepper (oh, that’s right….salt is not good for you either) and for me, sliced onions. We might as well get right down to the nitty gritty here, I prefer mine fried in bacon grease! Now that I’ve sent the younger generation’s finger flying to the delete butt
on, I want to ask one question…..What can an occasional plate of fried potatoes do to you? I’m not saying you should eat this everyday, not even once a week. I’m saying occasionally! You know you drive thru McDonalds for a quick lunch which includes French fries. Wouldn’t you rather have wonderful fried potatoes at home, fried in Granny’s iron skillet with real bacon? You are lying to yourself if you say you don’t want them!
I have always said I have 3 great kids, inspite of me! How someone like me can come up with 3 wonderful adult children is beyond me. Yet, there they are. Cindy, Chuck and Betsy….all determined, self-reliant, extremely capable human beings who take joy in life and helping others. Who understand the world and what it takes to survive in it. Who are compassionate, kind and generous.
toe earlier this week, so I emailed Cindy early this morning asking if I would embarrass her if I wore sandals, as I still can’t wear a regular shoe. She assured me it would be fine. I had asked Cindy who was sponsoring this lunch and she told me it was an awards program sponsored by the Kansas City Business Journal and the Kauffman Foundation.

Please, if you love
to paint, come join us. The still life will remain in place until Friday afternoon. Paint the whole beautiful arrangement, or pick your favorite part!
Tuesday through Friday, 10:00am to 5:00pm. Hope to see you there!
ARTichokes Gallery, Mission Farms, 107th and Mission Road, Leawood, Kansas.

Tomorrow, Monday, Vicki Johnston and I set up the large still life at ARTichokes for our 4 day Still Life event. I am really looking forward to it. We will be able to paint for 4 days, Tuesday through Friday, leaving the still life set up the entire time, giving us an opportunity to complete a large intricate painting or several smaller, quicker studies. Who knows, I may even try a pastel. I hope all you painters have it on your calendar!

you should see it now!
Barry is a big man, tall and strong....its a good thing, he paints huge! He also paints heavy....there is paint on the 6' piece he did during the demo which will take well over a year to dry.
Barry talked to Audrey Benskin, Kristin Howard and me for an hour, explaining his palette, his canvas, studio, education....you name it, we asked it, he answered it! It was such an amazing opportunity for us and he was so kind to indulge us!
Kristin Goering and Becky Pashia
Fair Warning! I am about to get political …. ….delete if you don’t wish to hear me rant again, however, there is a recipe at the end! Last time my rant was on hotdogs….today? Health care and Politics.
I have been on Medicare for several years now, basically haven’t used it, but it is nice to know it is available.
With all the news on the health care situation, I am sure most people age 60 and up are feeling pretty uncomfortable. (I am envisioning railroad tracks being built straight to the Arctic Ocean, where chunks of ice are being corralled, waiting for the boxcars of the elderly to arrive. We will be stripped of clothing and our dignity then set adrift to die on the ice!)
In most cultures, the elderly are respected and taken care of. They are honored members of the family and community. Here in the United States, we are suddenly being seen as drains upon society, using up resources that can be better used on people with a "future." Will we be told “No medical treatment for you, here’s a pain pill”? If there is a plug to pull, is it going to be pulled?
In all honesty, I am not so sure I will want to live after I become badly impaired, but shouldn’t that be my decision? Shouldn’t I have the opportunity to sit down with my three children and discuss my choices with them? Or is there going to be a “Death Panel” that will make that decision for me?
We need to be very careful here, Folks. Those arrogant idiots in Washinton are, unfortunately, our employees, they work for us. There is no “new god” in Washington, DC. The God in our nation’s capitol is still the One whose name is carved into the marble monuments, the One who our forefathers wrote about so eloquently in our Constitution.
I want to see the elderly of America standing tall, standing strong, standing smart! Our eyes may be going, our joints may be arthritic, our organs may be suffering from years of use, but

The Somerset Painters



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