Friday, 10 June 2016

Rhubarb Custard Pie

Mennonite farmers like many other farmers had an abundance of eggs and milk in the spring and custard pie was a way to prolong the joy of fresh fruit pies.

As a child custard fruit pie was served both at the beginning of a fruit season and at the end. 

I remember my Grandmother saying “when there is just a little bit of fruit make fruit custard”.  To this day it is one of my favourite pies.

As a mother because the pie contained eggs and milk for a treat we would allow our children to have a piece of custard pie for breakfast.

Rhubarb Custard Pie
  • 1 ¼ cups finely chopped rhubarb
  • ¾ cups sugar (note: if you use green rhubarb you may have to increase this to 1 cup)
  • 1 cup milk (we use almond milk)
  • 2 eggs
  • 1 tablespoon flour (we use gluten free)
  • 1 tablespoon margarine
  • ¼ teaspoon salt
  • 1 12-inch unbaked pie shell (we use gluten free)

  1. Clean, wash and chop the rhubarb
  2. Beat together the eggs, sugar and milk
  3. Melt the margarine and add to the wet mixture mixing well
  4. Place the rhubarb in the bottom of the pie shell
  5. Pour the liquid over the rhubarb
  6. Back at 350 °F for 1 hour or until the custard is fully cooked.

From Our Table to Yours

Grandma Snyder
©2013-2016 twosnydergirls

Monday, 6 June 2016

I am not ready to retire!

I am tired. 

Working all of my adult life both full time outside of the home and in an equal partnership at home with my life partner.

I have pursued hobbies, travelled, acted, been part of social activism, pursued higher education and remade myself numerous times as my life has demanded.

My retirement date will come and go in June 2016 and I will continue to work because I am afraid to stop – what will I do?

F. Scott Fitzgerald’s quote describes what I know.  

There is a sense of satisfaction at the end of the day with being tired knowing that you accomplished something, you were part of something bigger that is making a difference.

Being tired because of boredom well that is something I cannot tolerate and so I will continue to work past the magical date that so many of my peers long for.

As I struggled with the 'why' of why I will not retire  and I came to realize that I do not know who I will be once I retire.

What will I pursue, who will be pursuing me, where will I find meaning full work, how will I keep boredom at bay?

For some of us preparing for retirement means a great deal more than ensuring we have enough money to live on.

For some of us it means knowing what our goals will be on that Monday morning following retirement, the routines and challenges that will continue make life worth living.
Grandma Snyder

©2013-2016 twosnydergirls

Sunday, 5 June 2016

Your Spirit will Guide

Look and see the painted canvas of the setting sun

And our place in creation takes on a new meaning.

No longer are we the centre of a life of our own creating.

Who am we that we should be part of this creation?

We are observers, inheritors, caretakers and echoes of the Divine love of creation.

The Divine in us is the energy to create, the gift to love and know love.

We have the ability to mirror Divine beauty in our thought, our doing, and our creative endeavours.

To recognize in our reality not a life long struggle between amusement or boredom.

To see we are gardeners of creation, caretaker of each other’s well being.

Being human is a vocation,

in all we do we are to mirror the Divine in us,

to reveal our connection to God,

to create opportunities of hope and joy for those around us and by extension for ourselves.

At our core is the yearning to meditate on the Divine, 

being mindful of the Creator's spirit as it guides us through life.

Grandma Snyder
©2013-2016 twosnydergirls

Thank you to Juanita Laverty for the inspiration for today Spiritual Sunday post.

Lectionary readings for this week Proverbs 8:1-4, 22-31; Psalms 8; Romans 5: 1-5; John 16: 1-25.

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