Frog’s Eye Salad

this salad is delicious! if you remember, i’m a texture kind of girl, and this salad is always callin’ my name. it is so darn good. i can’t keep from takin’ a bite here and there everytime i open the fridge.

i first had this salad at becca’s cousins mission farewell, and i was a bit apprehinsive about it, but once i put it in my mouth, it was love at first bite.

Frog’s Eye Salad Recipe

1/2 cup sugar

1 tablespoon flour

1 (8 oz) can crushed pineapple, undrained

1 (20 oz) can pineapple tidbits, undrained

2 (11 oz) cans mandarin oranges, drained

1 large egg beaten

2 teaspoons lemon juice

1/2 a (8 oz) package of acini de pepe pasta, uncooked

8 ounces cool whip, thawed

3 cups mini marshmallows

In a medium sauce pan, stir together sugar and flour. Drain all the pineapple juice from the tidbits and put it all in the pan, along with the egg. Frequently stir the mixture until it comes to a boil and has slightly thickened. Cook the pasta according to the package directions.  Drain well. In a large bowl, mix the drained pasta and cooled pineapple juice mixture together. Let it stand in the refridgerator for a few hours or overnight. Add the rest of the ingredients and then refridgerate until time to serve.

***this might be another one of those dishes that you might have to hide from your self.

the mandarin oranges are so good in this recipe. add more if you like…and keep it real cold. it’s best that way. :)

and this was the apron of the day. and i am proud to say that i made this baby. it was a patience tester, but with my mom’s good reading “pattern” skills and sewing knowledge, i got it done and love it. it’s reversible. i’ll save the other side for another post  :)

and i made these biscuits tonight. they’re not just plain biscuits. no. no. they are my granny bess’ cat head biscuits. dad makes these and you could call them perfection. i think i have a little work to go. but i know granny bess’ and grandaddy were smilin’ at me up there in heaven.

the key to makin’ these pieces of heaven:

no utensils, no measuring cups, no nothin. just your bare hands. i love it.

i wish i could have known granny bess more, i think we are a lot of like. when a baking masterpiece would not go her way, she would open her back screen door and throw it out and start allll over again. and she would only eat the very outside of her biscuits. that’s where we differ…i love the soft inside : )


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