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Back in the Kitchen There will be two recipes to- day, handed down to me by Faye Precopia, from her cousin, Ester. (I hope I spelled that name right.) ROASTED CHICKEN I whole hen BBQ brisket marinade (liq- uid style) Greek seasoning Salt and Pepper Potatoes, to serve 4--carrots and onions 2 cans green beans Season whole hen gener- ously with salt and pepper and Greek seasoning both inside and outside of chicken. Place beans in the cavity of the chicken. Place chicken in pot with cut up potatoes, carrots and onions. Pour 1/3 cup of the brisket marinade over chicken and vegetables. Pour 1/3 cup of water in pot. Cover and place in 450 degree oven for 1-1 1/2 hours. The next recipe sounds good plus easy, I have not tried it yet, but I will. APPLE CRESCENT PIE 2 cans crescent rolls 2 Granny Smith apples 1 stick butter (no oleo) 1 cup sugar 1 teaspoon vanilla 1 teaspoon cinnamon 10 ounces Mountain Dew of Sprite soda By Mary Reppond Peel apples and cut into 16 slic.es. Place one slice in each triangle of crescent roll and roll up and place in casserole dish. Melt butter and add sugar un- til dissolved. Pour over rolls. Sprinkle with cinnamon. Pour the Mountain Dew or Sprite on top. Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes or until brown. Have your coffee ready-call a friend-and enjoy just when they Come from the oven! Wednesday, June 13, 2001 - The Malakoff News - PAGE 5A The Pictures from Memorial _Day Texas Voice JUST A LITTLE RAIN By Steve Martaindale It started innocently enough. There were a few rain clouds on the horizon, visible in the predawn sunlight slipping over the Gulf of Mexico, and we drove off, hoping they would bring a bit of rain while we took a short trip to Florida. The weather forecast said we would likely drive through rain in Southeast Texas and Southern Louisiana. As we entered the east side of Hous- ton on Interstate 10, it began to rain and soon was coming in buckets. Such rain contin- ued off and on across a good the drive to Cntral Florida and checked in,at home again. Thursday, the television told us that the Texas-Louisiana area was still getting soaked, but we continued to visit Mickey and his friends. That evening, gathering for a show to start, the cell phone rang, the tone identifying the call as coming from our daughter's cell phone. "Why are you using your phone?" I asked, confident that the answer was because she had the regular line tied up with the computer. "Because the electricity is knocked out from all the rain handle everything. Fully trust- ing that all would be OK, we tumed our attention to the im- provisational comedy show that was beginning. Yeah, right. The show really wasn't too great, but that might have been because our attention was divided. But, then again, these folks were working for a mouse, so what could one expect? As soon as they fin- ished, we stepped outside and called Erin again. The elektric- ity was back and the sky seemed to be clearing, she said. No water had gotten in- side. An hour or two later, she prf'cV EOtlPa'a 'ag we'we've received, " she'said, ask-- called back to tell us she was pressed on with hotel reser- vations waiting in Pensacolfi, Fla. It was there, after settling in and getting something to eat that we turned on the televi- sion and learned that we had been driving through Tropical Storm Allison, the first orga- nized Atlantic tropical system of the season - and here in ,,only, th..fist,,wek fJune. .,We called home, where our daughter was housesitting, and was told that everything was fine there. That was Tuesday. Wednesday, we completed suring me at least three times that she was not joking. "Water is about to come in the back door," she added. Since we live only a hundred yards or so from the sand dunes and since we are so very near sea level, rising wa- ter (which means heavy rain since there are no rivers on ; the island) i. vayrason r . corern,,vhetla Ihe, ris, an .organized4xoIRc4d stox,or not. We gave Efin the informa- tion she sought where it was we kept the candles - and she assured us she could looking at the most beautiful rainbow she had ever seen. This, I figured, was her way of trying to comfort us. On Saturday, we started back, carrying with us infor- mation from the Texas high- way department that all ma- jor roads were still open. How- ever, we were hot,able to get , through to Louisianaas all eir- ,,oaits wee,busyv,,ull,nb- [ably meantffl6od:daniage:We stopped a little early Saturday night to make sure we didn't hit any bad areas around nightfall. It also seemed a good idea to cry again to gather information. There was still no getting through to Louisiana, but Texas' message had changed. Now the word was that Hous- ton was "impossible," that all major and most secondary roads were closed, that there was no way one should be travelling there unless it was a medical emergency. With that information and still not knowing anything cer- tain about Louisiana, we ended up plotting a new course that added about 300 miles to our planned 600-mile final day of driving. It might have been overkill, but it worked and 1.i hours on the road Sunday brought us home safely. THE REAL WORLD A broad a/'ea from Houston to New Orleans is still deal- ing with the deadly floods as this article is sent out. Please do not misconstrue this as any kind of effort to trivialize their very real problems by relat- ing our relatively minor inon- vemenees. You may through www.redcross.org. Readers may write Steve Martaindale at steve@ATexasVoice.com or visit his Web site at www.ATexasVoice, com. By Donna Drake Farmer AGING Funny or maybe not funny, the only fourqetter synonym I can find for "age" is fade. That beats the five letters of decay. A few equally unac- crate and barrel and moved halfway across the state of Texas. That's no small ac- complishment - for anyone. Good for the one who never tires of accepting novel ways ceptabie versions exist as 0flNingandworking. Since well. Don Johnson, my cousin Frances Drake Johnson's hus- band, died this week. With ev- ery "passing" I'm drawn in- eVitably back to the past - that time when we were young and neither the an- tiques teenagers probably think we are nor not quite the fos- sils which future archeologists will discover'arid gently brush with fine-bristled brushes. Somewhere I read or heard that we "advanced" people talk of the past more because we have so little future ahead of us. That sounds like an ex- cellent reason for taking classes in nearly anything we've never tried before (maybe not sky diving) just to keep the future out there.- something to think about, to look forward to, lest we enter our "dotage" years too early. My new editor proves that point. Here in What some might describe as his "de- crepitude," he's packed up change is the only constant, why not embrace it?! For the first twenty or so years, most of us have few qualms about change. We eagerly look forward to ex- pected physical changes. We m a r k doorframes with height in- crements and think weight gain the greatest thing since Texas Toast sliced bread. We realize that drivers' licenses come "with age," so, heck, "maturing" can't be all bad. Many religions have rites of passage that mark aging. Christenings, Bar/Bat Mitzvahs, confirmations give credence to advanced years. These traditions make chests swell, not become concave like emphysema or "consump- tion." Those are left to the "elders" around us. Truly, it seems like only yes- terday that Frances and I had a heck-of-a sour pickle-eating contest. Mother was famous for her lip-curling cucumber pickles. My dad loved trying them out on babies. Too bad we had no camcorders to record those infant reactions - including their always lean- ing in toward his hand for an- other taste. The point of our pickle con- test was to see who could take the biggest bite and not make a face. Who says youth and intelligence are equal? I think we reached the half- a-pickle bite-off before one or both of us cratered to those bitter emerald gems. The win- ner? I can't remember, but the game was more important and the memory it left of a fun time with my cousin. Speak- ing of memory, if it serves me correctly, I think Frances suf- fered with a stomach problem that night. One really needed several years of ingesting Mother's pickles to build up a proper resistance to their sometime later effects. It doesn't seem too many years later that I stood with Frances and Don as they spoke their marriage vows. Lots of modern material goods seem made to wear out, but their vows weren't. Through some early physical problems of hers and later major ones of Don's, they remained steadfast. Aging and its ef- fects came for both sets 9f parents, leaving only Don's mother surviving. Don, an only child, leaves his mom in a' faithful wife's and daughter's-in-law' hands. A doting granddaughter and grandchildren will help. As a secondary teacher, it fell my lot on more'occasions than I preferred to comfort teenagers. I hated seeing them hurt in what so many consider the "good" years of adolescence. But, the heart- aches they experienced then serve as preparation for fu- ture pains that usually super- sede those of no date for the prom. They really didn't want to hear that, so I gradually learned just to be there for the hurts, to let them cry on my good dress if necessary, and to remind them that "this, too, shall pass." The world doesn't stop with our individual aging. Christ- mas comes and goes with bright lights inside and out whether or not we're gleeful with the season or inconsol- able with life's griefs. Babies will be welcomed and watched as they grow and develop iato "little" people. Children will continue their progress through life. Now, there?s a word for you: progress. We're not getting older; we're progressing - like good cheese and fine wine - we're reaching for our maximum in years and of course, good taste. PARAGON - JUNE 27 & 28 AND JULY 12 & 13 6:30 a.m. At Trinidad DQ $39.50 Includes $14 cash back, bus, hoteldouble occupancy, luggage handling ea. day and free breakfast. Bus StopS: Old Bud's, Gun Barrel City, 7:00 a.m. The Malak00 News I (903) 489-0531 Fax: (9031 489-2543 PO. Box 509.,wllalakoff. TX 75148 I LORETTA HUMBLE, PUBLISHER RICHARD TOWNLEY, Sa. IDITOR 3 EMILY GAlL LUNDY, TRINIDAD EDITOR BANESSA ESTRADA, PRODUCTION MANAGER CHERYL.MATTt-IEWS, GENEIAL MANAGER MARY ERB-DUNN, ADVERTISING MANAGER PAT IUDKIN, OFFICE MANAGER l GARY ALLEN, XXTEBMAsTER ISSN: 1050-8937 * Published weekly by The alctkoff News. 111 E. Mitcham; Malakoff. TX. 75148. Subscription rates are $17.00 per year in Henderson County, $22.00 per year elsewhere in Texas, and $25 per year outside Texas. Entered as periodicals at Malakoff. Texas 75148. POSTMASTER: Send addresschanges to: The Malakoff News, P.O. Box 509, Malakoff, Texas, 7518. ' Any erroneou reflection upon the character, standing or reputa- tion of any person, firm. or corporation which may appear in the columns of this newspaper will be gladly corrected upon being brought to the attention of the publisher. TEXAS PRESS ASSOCIATION Member 2001