My Green Velvet Life

Where everything sticks.



BY-THE-WAYS: A Little Holiday Help (If You Need It)

Well, you’d think I’d be busy baking and wrapping.  Nope.  Plenty of time for that later. You know why?  Because I’m off tomorrow!  No alarm clock!  So here I am playing Holiday Fairy (aka, Goofer-Offer in Web Land).  But I have a good excuse: Readers who might need me!   

Here’s a fun surprise for any of you who are chiding yourselves for forgetting to buy fun gift tags for Christmas:  I love Beth Leintz’s idea of using vintage Christmas packaging.  You can even print a pdf copy for your own personal use.  And her naughty gift tag (don’t worry it’s not that naughty) will give you a St. Nick chuckle.  I know a few sassy-mouth family members who would be appropriate receivers of this tag!  Thank you Beth!

This next one is a swooner.  If you love houses, and especially if you love movies, TV and celebrities, you are in for a treat at  I took a peek at Iris’s cottage.  Iris lives in a fairy tale English cottage in the movie The Holiday, a lovely romantic comedy that’s also just a bit about Christmas, which makes it the perfect choice for a quiet night over the holidays.

I’m also including a link to  Even if you aren’t a member, it’s an excellent place to read about movies.  Start with The Holiday!

And one more for tonight because you last minute shoppers might still have time:  You can find the most beautiful and personal gifts at, a marketplace for sellers of everything vintage and hand-made.  Many of you are well acquainted with it, but if you’re not, I promise it is a treasure.  You will be impressed with the amazing array of hand-made and vintage items, and prices for every budget.  At least do a little window shopping!

Yep.  I waved my wand so all of these links would also appear in my list to the right.  Now I’m waving my fairy wand and wishing you all a blessed Christmas!

Get Fried with a Friend

Fried Green Tomatoes.  Either you love them, hate them or really don’t care (and your response probably has a lot do with you being a southerner, at least at heart).  But you absolutely must love the movie!  My daughter Tara and I watched it once again on Sunday.  It’s the perfect movie for a lazy summer afternoon.  It’s about non-perfect people and friendship.  Who can’t relate to that?  Okay, if you think you don’t have one friend in this world, I promise you that is not true.  The world is full of people just waiting to be your friend.  Maybe you’re shy.  Well then take a class or volunteer, or start a blog for shy people.  Maybe you’ve hurt people.  Well then stop hurting people and ask for forgiveness (it’s never too late).  Maybe you’ve been hurt.  Well then cry, let go and move on.

Or.  Maybe you’ve just been cranky and depressed.  Well then remember Tawanda!  (And just maybe you need to get you some hormones?)  You don’t need to smash into any cars or knock down your bedroom walls.  Just smash into life and knock down your I’m-scared walls.

If you’ve never had fried green tomatoes, here is Tara’s yummy recipe.  She is like her mother and often struggles with being specific on quantities and measurements.  Don’t ever be afraid to eye-ball it.  Just be careful not to let it get out of hand like Idgie and Ruth did.  

 Tara’s Fried Green Tomatoes
green tomatoes (unripe red tomatoes)
flour (Tara recommends Kentucky Kernel Seasoned Flour)
milk (can add egg if you like)
salt & pepper (optional)
vegetable oil (we like canola oil best)
1 to 20 friends, depending on the size of your living room
1 Fried Green Tomatoes movie
a few paper towels (to drain tomatoes after frying)
1 box of Kleenex (to drain tears after crying)
Slice tomatoes to whatever thickness you like.  Dip each slice into a bowl of flour, then milk, then flour again.  Heat approximately 1/2 inch of oil in skillet and fry tomatoes, turning once when nice and golden.  Drain on paper towels.
Note:  When frying anything, do not crowd the skillet.  You’ll get much better results by making just a few at a time.


and here’s my recipe:

Recipe for a Lazy Gardner

I went to my garden today, looking for my supper.
It had been a hard season and I have been neglectful
so I didn’t even bring a basket.
Besides, weeds and mosquitoes would be waiting–
stealing the show, my energy and my time.
I found a few surprises, as we often do
in life and in gardens.
My tomatoes, even forgotten, grew.
Beefsteaks–big-shouldered and sweet.
Lovely heirlooms–classy and dependable.
And Roma’s, those saucy little mamas!
I smiled, until I saw the busted ones.
No excuses.  Only regrets.  Move on
to what I was really looking for.
The sassy young ones
without spots or bruises,
still smug with secrets of life.
Long ago, somebody was brave
or hungry or crazy enough
to throw them in a skillet
and call those tarties’ bluffs!
I went back for my basket,
thinking of oozy goodness
all melty under a salty crust
you can only get from frying
after milk and seasoned dust.
I’ll get better at tending my garden.
I’ll consider it a social routine,
because tomatoes grow like friendships,
and some kinds just best fried green.


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