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It’s the birthday of the best cook I know…and she may never forgive me for telling the world.

08 Tuesday Oct 2013

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Aunt Kat

Aunt Kat

The stylish beautiful lady in the photo is my Aunt Kat. Katholine Callahan Slusher to be exact, and she is my great aunt if I am to be technical. Today is her birthday.

When I spoke to her the other day, she said she didn’t want anyone to make a fuss. So if she sees this I will probably be in some hot water. I usually do exactly what she says to do, but this once I made a fuss for two reasons. She is the best cook I know, and I have new stories about her that I want to share. First we will share stories and then we get some of her amazing recipes…well the ones she would share.

Aunt Kat holding my Dad, David Malone

Aunt Kat holding my Dad, David Malone

The Stories:

Teal Masson:  I always remember all the candy she made for Christmas. It was everywhere you looked and so good. My personal favorite was her creamed corn casserole she made in the black skillet. I could eat just plates of that. Of course what I always remember is her chocolate pie. NO ONE makes chocolate pie as good as she does. She always made it for Dad. I think she only made it for him. Whenever he went to visit there was a pie sitting there for him. I think the joke was that Uncle Fossil (Aunt Kat’s husband) knew Dad was coming to visit when Aunt Kat made a chocolate pie.

Aine Malone:  I know my cousin Katy and I were named for her and I consider that quite an honor. When I was growing up Aunt Kat was unlike any woman I knew. She wasn’t like my mom or my grandmothers or anybody else. Aunt Kat was much cooler. She could ride a motorcycle. She loved sports from football to boxing. She loved to fish and she had traveled to all these amazing places. Plus she had been to a honky tonk or a few. My Uncle Charlie once said “Your Aunt Kat was a modern woman before there was such a thing.” I think that has always stuck in my mind as the perfect description of her.

A classic story about Aunt Kat involves my mom, Merle. My mom was raised conservative Southern Baptist so no drinking, dancing, etc. Once Aunt Kat was talking about pickled eggs. She said “every honky tonk had jars of pickled eggs on the bar to eat with your beer.” Then Aunt Kat paused and looked at my mom and said “Well Merle never mind because we all know you know nothing about honky tonks.” I never laughed so hard with my Mom.

Recently I found out why she is called Aunt Kat. She told me that when she was a child her mama said she was always under her papa’s feet. So he would come home from work and put a feed sack on the old horse and throw her up on it’s back. Her papa would say “Go Nellie and take Kat to the pea patch.” Off they would go and pick peas until her mama rang the dinner bell at dark. When my Uncle Charlie was born, her dad told my uncle “now this is your Aunt Kat.” The name stuck and my dad and all my aunts and uncles have called her that since.

Now about doing what she says. That is an understood. For example as long as I remember she told my Dad and thus us: “You had better send me flowers when I am alive. Don’t send them to me when I am dead and can’t enjoy them.” You just do what Aunt Kat says. SO this blog post doesn’t really go with her saying she didn’t want anyone to make a fuss but maybe I will slip by once.

Gayle Slusher Riley (her daughter):

Well you know Mother never gives up a recipe. Most of the things she makes she has no recipe for anyway. For example those hush puppies you love there is no recipe for that. Now for cakes and cookies she uses recipes cards. They will be right in front of her. She has so many recipes. For example, her Divinity candy recipe she has made her whole life. She can’t remember who gave her the recipe but I do know she always says the secret to making Divinity is “the sun has to be shining. If the sun isn’t shining the Divinity won’t make because the egg whites won’t fluff up.”

One of my favorite things to eat is her dressing. One year she turned making the dressing over to me for Thanksgiving. I made it and she said it wasn’t right and asked me how I had made it. When I told her I bought cornbread stuffing she informed me that for her dressing she made the cornbread. And then she made biscuits the week before and let them sit before she crumbled them into the cornbread. Store bought cornbread stuffing was like an outrage. I do know she never used eggs in her dressing so Daddy and I used to love to eat it “raw” (before it went into the oven). We could do that because it had no eggs. It was the cornbread, biscuits, a pound of sausage and broth from cooking down a hen plus the onions and whatever else she put in it. So good.

For my girls Katy and Stephany, she got them these recipe books and wrote down their favorite recipes. For example Stephany has her corn casserole recipe and her fruitcake cookie recipe. So if you have a recipe, you had better hang onto it. She doesn’t give them out to anyone and again lots of things she makes are ” a pinch of this and a dash of that.”

And I know I have told you before but yes she always made a chocolate pie for your Dad. In fact my Daddy would joke and say “David must be coming because you don’t make a chocolate pie for anyone but him.”

The hobo bread recipe she has made forever. It’s a good one. And the orange slice cake recipe. Well if you can’t get her chocolate pie recipe, that is a good one to have.

Aunt Kat

HOBO BREAD

Part One:

2 cup raisins

2 TBSP oleo

2 tsp baking soda

2 cups boiling water

Part Two:

2 eggs

2 c. sugar

1/2 tsp salt

1 tsp cinnamon

4 cups flour

1 1/2 cup chopped nuts

Mix  Part One together and placed in a covered bowl. Put in refrigerator overnight. Next day combine Part One with Part Two. Mix well. Pour mixture in 3 well-greased and floured one pound coffee cans. Bake for one hour and 10 minutes or until tested done at 350 degrees.

ORANGE SLICE CAKE

1 8 oz pkg orange slice candy

1 8 oz pkg dates

1 8oz can coconut

2 cups pecans

1 cup flour

2 sticks butter

2 cups sugar

4 eggs

1/2 tsp soda

1/2 cup buttermilk

2 1/2 cups flour

1/4 tsp salt

Grease and flour 10-12 cup Bundt pan. Heat oven to 300 degrees. Cut up first 4 ingredients and add 1 cup flour. Mix well. Cream together butter and sugar. Add eggs one at a time. Add soda and salt with flour. Add buttermilk and flour alternately. Mix well. Remove from mixer. Add first 4 ingredients that were mixed with flour. Mix well. Put in pan. Bake for 90 minutes or until done.

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Find a photo. Clear up a love story. Get a recipe. Mission accomplished.

05 Saturday Oct 2013

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Annette Clement INkster, Debbie Masterson, Estelle Mitchell Clement, Fruit cake cookies

Uncle Watts and me

Usually when I start looking through photos, it leads to some story. This photo led to a story and a recipe. Those of you who know me will know that this photo is obviously the BEGINNING and END of my “rodeo” career. I think I am around 6 years old and the man in the hat is my Uncle Watts.

I spent a lot of time as a child at the house of my Uncle Watts and Aunt Estelle. We would fish. My Uncle Watts had bookshelves crammed with books that he would let me read. And my Aunt Estelle made the best chicken and dumplings, teacakes, and fruit cookies.

When I found this photo, I sent it to my cousin Annette, who is the daughter of my Uncle Watts and Aunt Estelle. What follows is: Annette clearing up my aunt and uncle’s loves story, my cousin Debbie sharing memories of living next to door to Watts and Estelle and then the fruit cookie recipe from my childhood. Enjoy. 60 year love stories are a rare thing these days.

Estelle Mitchell Clement and Watts Clement

Estelle Mitchell Clement and Watts Clement

Aine:  Annette, as you know we loved to go to your mom and dad’s house. Your mom would make teacakes for us and your dad had all those great western novels that he would let me read. But please clear something up for me. My dad always kidded your mom that she met and married your dad the same day. She would just laugh but she never said otherwise. So what is the true story as I know they were married 60 years?

Annette:  In May of 1947, Watts noticed a pretty girl across the street at his Uncle Buford Sonnier’s home and went across to meet her.  Estelle was visiting her Aunt Jewel.  They rode together to see the aftermath of the Texas City explosion that had happened back in April.  Three days later, Watts and Estelle were married. They were married 60 years on May 12, 2007 just before Estelle passed away on May 31.

Aunt Estelle and Uncle Watts

Aunt Estelle and Uncle Watts

Aine:  Debbie, I know you and Audie (Debbie’s husband) lived next to Aunt Estelle and Uncle Watts. Can you share some memories you have of that time?

Debbie Masterson:  Yes. I have good memories of those 10 years being neighbors with Aunt Estelle and Uncle Watts.   Audie and I both talked about our good time there!  They had a pasture a few miles down the road from their house and had cows there too.  We had bad weather related to hurricane in Gulf, I think..it washed away part of culvert and Uncle awaits couldn’t check his cows in his truck…I told him hop on my 3-wheeler and I’ll get you there! We made it and he saw all his cows were okay , but I laugh at that memory now 20 years ago.

Aunt Estelle would call me early morning or I would call her and we would talk about how cold it was or how windy.  She made the best chicken & dumplings, beside her Christmas cookies.  Loved her okra, onions,and tomatoes that she would put up.  When they were putting their honey up, we went and watched them at work…it was so delicious.  I remember when we first moved to Dawson, we had to lay a 1700 ft water line across the pasture..Uncle Watts , kindly brought his tractor over and it must have been in the 20’s, but Aunt Estelle and all of us were bundled up warm with insulated coveralls and he dug that water line for us!  They were happy to help us and we appreciated them so much.  Loved the time we spent being neighbors…it was a bonus that they were Aunt & Uncle!!

Aine: Oh yes her Christmas fruit cookies. My mom has this date cookie recipe of hers that she would make, but do you mind sharing her fruit cookie recipe?

Debbie:  Not everyone likes fruit cookies, but warm out of the oven..yum…that’s why I asked for her recipe.

Annette:  Momma’s recipe for the fruit cookies actually came years ago from the mother of Debbie, my brother AW’s wife. Let me know how they turn out. And Ron (my husband) is jealous now so I may have to make him some.

Fruit Cake Cookies (from Deb’s Mom, Evelyn Clark)

1 lb candied cherries
1 lbs candied pineapple
1 8 oz dates
1 lb pecans
3 c flour
½ tsp soda
½ c butter
1 ½ c sugar
3 eggs
½ tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp lemon extract

Cut fruit in small pieces, chop pecans. Sift flour, soda and salt together, sift gain over fruit and pecans. Cream butter and sugar until light. Combine all together

Bake by dropping by spoonfuls on to greased baking sheet

325 degrees

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