I live with my Mom and Dad and their weimaraner "Spencer". My Dad has multi infarct dementia

We all come from Vermont and we grew up during the 60's and 70's. One of our favorite things is cooking and so we try and stay sane by writing about cooking. I have an old cookbook from Rutland VT called "Out of Vermont Kitchens that we are going to try and cook from and see what the food tastes like.

The cookbook has some prepared foods in some of the recipes. But we will try and adapt them perhaps to modern cusine.

We also try other recipes but will dive into our Vermont roots as often as we can.

Marion Ballou Smith
The daughter of Orris and Margaret (Mageen) Ballou, Marion Ballou Smith grew up in Rutland, Vermont, graduated from Mount Holyoke College (1914), and taught botany and mathematics. In 1927 she married Esme A.C. Smith, a businessman in Rutland. Active in local business and civic affairs, Smith was the co-compiler, with Alice Chaffee Bowker and Ruth Sutton, of a fund-raising cookbook entitled Out of Vermont Kitchens, published in 1939, to benefit the Trinity Mission of Trinity Church in Rutland, and the Women's Service League of St. Paul's Church in Burlington, Vermont.

1.21.2010

Rigatoni's and tomato sauce and cheese

The cold weather outside makes "comfort food" almost a necissity. We made a batch of tomato sauce and combined some of the red sauce with rigatoni's and mozarrella. We just mixed the slightly underdone boiled noodles with the homemade sauce and covered the top with grated cheese and popped it into the oven for about 35 minutes. As easy as a peanut butter and fluff sandwich except you have to wait a little longer.

Dad had a bad day yesterday and kept asking continually for an ax to cut wood for the woodstove. He screams now when he wants something badly and I tend to holler back in anger. I hope I can overcome the anger and learn to rationally deal with someone who can't respond to my pleas for logic any longer. We kept telling him we didn't need an ax (which is hidden in the barn) but that never stopped him from imploring me to take him to the hardware store to get an ax. We were exhausted by the end of the day. Thank God for my yoga class at 5. I never realized how much chanting and calming stretch poses can help someone who is as tense as a clothespin.

I met an Indian woman at the class who told me there was an Asian market now in Horseheads that I'll be interested in visiting next time I'm out that way.
Posted by Kimberly at 12:53 PM

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