Grandmothers

I'm not sure if Mrs. Blenda Hanson was famous for her recipe for Swedish Potato Balls, but I think they are pretty good.  This recipe came from this cook book that was my Grandmothers.

It saw some use. :)  I love my grandmother's notes in it.

Don't want to forget that the Pickled Bullhead recipe is on page 116.

I'm not sure what a cruller cutter looks like but I googled and discovered that Crullers are similar to a twisted donut.

Looks like an interesting recipe, with the reminder to don't sift before measuring.

"Make pillow one side satin and the other side cotton.  Pillow stay put and the satin for your hair"

A recipe she heard on the radio station W.J.A.G on Nov. 23, 1957

I don't think I would like soy beans, but we grow them, maybe I should try it...

Maybe could sneak some to my kids, ha!

My excursion into the cook book was spurred because I had 5 cups of leftover mashed potatoes in my frig.  I really try hard to use all leftovers. 

So, Swedish Potato Balls it was. (See first photo for recipe)  Fried up in an electric skillet because the stove top was busy canning meat.

I used a large cookie scoop and flattened them a bit with the same scoop.

Fry both sides in really hot oil, about 400 degrees until golden.

This recipe is slightly sweet and is more of a breakfast potato pancake.  I think next time, I'll make them savory-ish by omitting the sugar and nutmeg and adding minced onion and salt and pepper.

Drain on paper towels. If the oil is really hot, they aren't that greasy.

Nice and pancake like in the center.

5 cups of potatoes was 2.5 times the recipe.  

We will be eating leftover leftovers.  

For a couple of days. 

Meanwhile, on the stove...the  pressure canner on the left was my husband's paternal grandmothers'.  The one on the right, was his maternal grandmothers'.

I've had both of the gauges checked and both are still in working condition!

"Jar Meat" has a been a tradition in my husbands family for years and years.

How different the lives of our Grandmothers were from ours.  (no internet?!, no google?!)

I enjoy these times when when I feel connected to the past.