Archive for May 2015

Young And Old   Leave a comment

Posted May 31, 2015 by henrymowry in Photography

Tagged with , ,

Yosemite Valley Fog   Leave a comment

This dramatic shot of Yosemite Falls was taken last month as the early morning fog began to burn off the valley floor. Yosemite Falls, one of the world’s tallest waterfalls, is actually made up of three separate falls: Upper Yosemite Fall, the middle cascades and Lower Yosemite Fall. The best time to see Yosemite Falls is November through July with peak flow typically in May. Photo by Kari Cobb. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/21/15.

This dramatic shot of Yosemite Falls was taken last month as the early morning fog began to burn off the valley floor. Yosemite Falls, one of the world’s tallest waterfalls, is actually made up of three separate falls: Upper Yosemite Fall, the middle cascades and Lower Yosemite Fall. The best time to see Yosemite Falls is November through July with peak flow typically in May. Photo by Kari Cobb. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/21/15.

More

Yosemite National Park

Posted May 30, 2015 by henrymowry in National Parks

Tagged with , , ,

Spring Concert   Leave a comment

The award winning Sierra Vista Junior High Choir in concert! Their Spring Concert took place at Golden Valley High School on 5/28/15. MrsMowry, conducting.

Posted May 29, 2015 by henrymowry in Photography

Tagged with , ,

Chicken With Morels   6 comments

Ingredients

  • 1 oz morel mushrooms
  • 6 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
  • kosher salt
  • freshly ground black pepper
  • plain flour for dredging
  • 1/4 cup clarified butter
  • 1/3 cup chopped shallot, about 2 large
  • 1 Tbsp minced garlic, about 3 cloves
  • 1 cup Madeira wine
  • 1 cup (8 oz) creme fraiche of sour cream
  • 1 cup heavy cream
  • 2 Tbsp freshly squeezed lemon juice

Directions

  1. Soak dried morels for 30 minutes in 3 cups very hot water. If you are fortunate enough to have fresh morels, wash 3 or 4 of them and cut them in half.
  2. Preheat the oven to 375*.
  3. Lift the morels carefully from the hot water in order to leave any grit behind in the liquid. Rinse a few times to be sure all the grittiness is gone. Discard the liquid and dry the morels lightly with paper towels. Set aside.
  4. Sprinkle the chicken breasts with salt and pepper. Dredge them in flour and shake off the excess.
  5. Heat half the clarified butter in a large saute pan and cook the chicken in two batches over medium-low heat until browned on both sides, 8 to 10 minutes. Remove to an ovenproof casserole.
  6. Add the rest of the clarified butter to the pan along with the shallots, drained morels and garlic. Saute over medium heat for 2 minutes, tossing and stirring constantly.
  7. Pour the Madeira into the pan and reduce the liquid by half over high heat, 2 to 4 minutes.
  8. Add the creme fraiche, cream, lemon juice, 1 teaspoon salt and 3/4 teaspoon pepper. Boil until the mixture starts to thicken, 5 to 10 minutes.
  9. Pour the sauce over the chicken and bake for 12 minutes, or until the chicken is heated through. To make ahead, refrigerate the chicken and sauce in the casserole and reheat slowly on top of the stove.

Source: The  Barefoot Contessa Cookbook

More

Hunting Mushrooms With Grandpa

Posted May 28, 2015 by henrymowry in Recipes

Tagged with , ,

The Test   Leave a comment

Two young bull moose test each other at Isle Royale National Park in Michigan. This photo was taken in Tobin Harbor as the moose locked horns. Photo by Carl TerHaar. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/15/15.

Two young bull moose test each other at Isle Royale National Park in Michigan. This photo was taken in Tobin Harbor as the moose locked horns. Photo by Carl TerHaar. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/15/15.

Posted May 27, 2015 by henrymowry in National Parks

Tagged with , ,

A Pretty Meander   Leave a comment

At Gates of the Arctic National Park and Preserve in Alaska, wild rivers meander through glacier-carved valleys, caribou migrate along age-old trails and endless summer light fades into aurora-lit night skies of winter. Pictured here is a beautiful mountain vista near Anaktuvuk Pass in the Brooks Range. Photo by Carl Johnson. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/14/15.

At Gates of the Arctic National Park and Preserve in Alaska, wild rivers meander through glacier-carved valleys, caribou migrate along age-old trails and endless summer light fades into aurora-lit night skies of winter. Pictured here is a beautiful mountain vista near Anaktuvuk Pass in the Brooks Range. Photo by Carl Johnson. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/14/15.

Posted May 26, 2015 by henrymowry in National Parks

Tagged with ,

Women At Work: Subassembly   Leave a comment

Women aircraft workers. Two Pearl Harbor widows work to defeat the Axis at a West Coast aircraft plant. Mrs. Fern Evans, left and Mrs. Evelyn J. W. Casola work as a team on the riveting of radio support assemblies for bomber planes. Neither had previous mechanical experience prior to this job, but both are now successfully handling complicated mechanical jobs. From the Office of War Information archive, May 1942.

Women aircraft workers. Two Pearl Harbor widows work to defeat the Axis at a West Coast aircraft plant. Mrs. Fern Evans, left and Mrs. Evelyn J. W. Casola work as a team on the riveting of radio support assemblies for bomber planes. Neither had previous mechanical experience prior to this job, but both are now successfully handling complicated mechanical jobs. From the Office of War Information archive, May 1942.

Posted May 25, 2015 by henrymowry in Photography

Tagged with ,

Velda’s Kitchen: The Dark Side   5 comments

I’ve shouted from the rooftops about the quality of Velda’s cooking. She is a fabulous cook.

No food is safe from her.

Here is the love of my life celebrating Turkey Day in her own unique style.

But.

There’s a dark side.

Here’s a dialogue over our holiday weekend lunch, faithfully recorded for posterity. And you.

He said: The soup is, uh….

She said: I wish I could taste anything. I’m tired of this gunge. I haven’t been able to taste anything for 4 weeks.

He: Is this the last of this soup?

She: What do you mean? It was frozen.

He: It doesn’t have much texture. It’s like it was reheated.

She: No, it was frozen.

He: Oh. I’m happy for the onions that give it some crunch.

She: It has no meat in it. Do you have any ham?

He: I think so. But the pieces are really, really small.

She: I have no ham.

He: There’s a little piece. And there’s a little one.

She: No ham. But … here’s some chicken skin. How did that get in here?

He: Some what?

She: Chicken skin. See?

He: What are we eating? This isn’t some dog food or something that you froze and forgot about, is it?

She: No, this is ham and beans. I probably started it with some chicken stock.

He: Is it OK to eat?

She: Sure.

He: How did you know what it was? Was it labeled?

She: Well….

He: What?

She: It was labeled “French Bread Crumbs.”

He: WHAT?

She: That’s what the bag said. But it’s ham and beans.

He: Are you sure it’s OK to eat?

She: Of course.

He: So, there was a package labeled “French Bread Crumbs,” but it had ham and bean soup in it, but that soup had chicken skin in it. Is it safe to eat?

She: Sure. Maybe I used chicken stock.

He: Really?

She: Maybe I should label things better.

He: Ya think?

The lunch was filling, and the conversation was lively. That’s all I’ll commit to at this point.

 

The Burden Of Motherhood   Leave a comment

What's more fun ... the look back by the cub on top of Mom, to make sure the sibling knows what he's done? Or the bedraggled look of Mom, shouldering one more burden of parenthood? Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/10/15.

What’s more fun … the look back by the cub on top of Mom, to make sure the sibling knows what he’s done? Or the bedraggled look of Mom, shouldering one more burden of parenthood? Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/10/15.

Posted May 23, 2015 by henrymowry in National Parks

Tagged with , ,

Spring Is For Babies   Leave a comment

%d bloggers like this: