C’mon…you’re feeling a little jealous, aren’t you? No? That’s because you don’t know what you missed . . . . . my famous cheese bread! Just kidding. What you really missed out on was a terrific visit with Uncle George and Aunt Twylah.
Dad and I waited for Uncle George to arrive yesterday afternoon before opening a package which contained an electric throw from Mom. Uncle George had prescribed the throw as a remedy for his brother’s chronically, cold feet, and Dad wanted him to be present when the “medicine” was dispensed. Aunt Tywlah searched for an outlet, plugged it in, and, shortly afterwards, a gentle warmth enveloped his feet. Dad immediately telephoned Mom to brag about it.
We agreed to eat lunch in Dad’s room so that he could continue to soak up the warmth. Uncle George asked the Lord to bless our meal of bean and bacon soup, cheese bread, and apple slices. “Just a sip,” Dad said of the bean broth, “and a small piece of bread.” But Dad’s esophagus said, “Not today.”
Aunt Twylah admired my favorite bowls from the old Ninnekah High School cafeteria. Everything from oatmeal to ice cream, not to mention untold bowls of soup, have been served in the sturdy little bowls that came from Grandmother Marjorie. Uncle George recognized the “red bird” at the front door as one of the plants that Grandmother Rachel grew. It was a pleasure to send him home with a start that I had rooted some time ago, and was begging to be planted. Hannah and I were tickled to learn from Aunt Twylah that there’s a prequel and a sequel to the story of the “bad” Brandied Fruit.
Dad had last seen Uncle George and Aunt Twylah about three months ago at Texoma Medical Center, when he had initially been diagnosed with lung cancer. Two primary things have occured since that visit. First, Dad has received THE latest in radiation oncology therapy, thanks to the M. D. Anderson cancer experts. Second, many of Dad’s family and friends are visiting up a storm with each other. Good things do come from cancer.
When I returned from seeing our special visitors take off for San Antonio, Dad said, “Can you believe that they drove all that way just to see me? I was sleepy at the end, and didn’t tell them how much I appreciated it. Tell them how good it was of them to come, will you? Tell ’em on the blog.”
I echo Dad’s sentiments. Thanks for coming, Uncle George and Aunt Twylah–I love you both!
I’ll share the recipe for Cheese Quick Bread that my company requested. In fact, it is famous . . . with Andrew. He has a nose for freshly-baked cheese bread, and I half-expected him to show up for lunch. 🙂
Cheese Quick Bread
2 cups all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
2 teaspoons dry mustard
1 teaspoon salt
4 ounces shredded Cheddar cheese (1 cup)
1/4 cup butter or margarine
1 cup milk
1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Grease 9″ by 5″ loaf pan. In large bowl, with fork, mix flour with next 4 ingredients.
2. In small saucepan over medium heat, melt butter; stir in milk, then eggs. With hand beater, beat mixture just until blended; add all at once to flour mixture; stir just until moistened.
3. Pour into pan. Bake 1 hour or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool in pan on wire rack 10 minutes; remove from pan and cool completely on rack.
NOTES: I use a slightly smaller baking pan, 8″ x 4″, and bake it for only about 45 minutes. I also substitute canola oil for the butter, use fat-free milk, and reduced-fat cheese. Andrew hasn’t noticed yet.