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gentle words. Rubio howled louder. My mother, thoroughly distraught, tried soothing Hanusia with gentle words. Rubio howled louder. And still the kitchen door wouldn't budge. Hanusia tried peeking through the slats in the louvered door; the windowless kitchen was dark, but by the light of a flashlight, the mystery of the immovable door was solved. Rubio, fretting and fussing about being locked in the kitchen had jumped up on the stove and had dislodged the oven door. It had fallen open and was now blocking the kitchen door. Like any cat which enjoys the security or coziness of a box or bag or cubby-hole, Rubio had found his niche and had settled in. He was now howling from the depths of the oven. Both "mothers" were at this point beside themselves, Hanusia convinced that Rubio would inadvertently push or nudge an oven control and be baked or broiled, mama convinced that the howling would soon have the neighbors calling for the police. The wonderful Mother's Day weekend had dissolved into visions of baked cat and imprisonment for disturbing the peace. Desperate means calling for desperate measures, the two began frantically searching for some implement that would help them rescue the howling animal before either scenario became a reality. A broom stick was located in the foyer closet, the door slats were shattered, and with some frantic maneuvering, the oven door was shut, and the kitchen door opened. Rubio, freed, jumped from the oven and walked nonchalantly to his water dish, ignoring both mothers. A brief conclusion being in order, I end this mother's day tale with a non sequitur. Rubio and Hanusia are alive and well and living in Juneau, Alaska. Their move was in no way connected to the events described above. PINEAPPLE BEET SALAD 2-1/2 pounds medium beets 1 large can pineapple chunks 1/4 cup lemon juice 1/2 cup chopped walnuts Preheat oven to 400 Wrap beets in aluminum foil. Bake for 1-1/2 hours (until tender) Allow beets to cool and peel. Cut into 1-inch chunks and refrigerate Mix cooled beet chunks, pineapple, chunks and lemon juice. Garnish with walnuts. CARROT AND TURNIP SALAD 1-1/2 pounds baby turnips, peeled 1-1/2 pounds baby carrots, peeled 1 teaspoon salt 1/2 teaspoon sugar 2 tablespoons Dijon mustard 1/4 cup red wine vinegar 3/4 cups virgin olive oil 2 tablespoons minced chives Put turnips, carrots, salt and sugar in large skillet. Cover with water and bring to boil. Reduce heat and simmer about 8-10 minutes till vegetables are tender. In small bowl, whisk mustard, vinegar and oil for dressing. Drain vegetables and coat with dressing. Cool and refrigerate. Garnish with chives before serving. 24 ’’НАШЕ ЖИТТЯ”, ТРАВЕНЬ 1998 Видання C оюзу Українок A мерики - перевидано в електронному форматі в 2012 році . A рхів C У A - Ню Йорк , Н . Й . C Ш A.
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