I know that I have been posting alot of Oregon ranch memories lately, but they have been very near the surface and consuming alot of my daydreaming hours. The evening of the funeral, we went up to Heidi’s and Texie had made a roast(don’t ask me when) and was busy making everyone roast beef sandwiches. Now if I had to choose one food memory from the ranch, it would be roast beef sandwiches. Every Sunday night, Texie would fix us a sandwich using leftover roast and rolls from dinner.with a big homemade sweet pickle on it. Then we would have whatever jello salad was served at dinner, some chips and then a slice of pie, or hot fudge sundae. This was all served to us while recumbent on the couch, watching some old western with the fire blazing. It just does not get any better than that. I am sure that will be my first meal if I make it to the celestial kingdom. I guess I will know my fate if I am served store bought roast beef on Wonder Bread.
As we all sat around eating the sandwiches that night, I marveled at how much comfort these familiar foods provided and how many memories they triggered.. I also realized that just about everything that I needed in life was in the walls of my own home. I vowed to make my home a place that would provide these memories for my kids and grandkids. They don’t care what kind of home we live in, what designer clothes we may buy, or the decorations that hang on our walls. They care about the love that is felt and the time that we spend togethern and of course what I feed them. Those days on the ranch were simple, yet priceless. I only hope that I can give my family the wonderful memories and legacy that we were given. I have some big shoes to fill.
So I started out with the sandwhich. A great place to start. The rest will come.
I put a rump roast in the crockpot on Friday when I went to work. I seasoned it good and put it on low. I added a little extra water just in case. I didn’t have time to make my homemade rolls, so I put some Lion House frozen rolls out to raise and off I went to work. That night when I got home, I popped the rolls in the oven. I sliced up the roast and put it back in the crock pot. It was a little hard to slice because it was so tender, it fell apart.
Then I made the famous sandwich. A roll, a little mayo or miracle whip and then a pickle They were awesome. If I say so myself, I nailed it. I used my homemade pickles, which are a must, I got the recipe from Texie and will post it when I find the little piece of paper it is written on. Enjoy These are also good with a little horseradish sauce. We had plenty from Arby’s–Leonard’s happiness on a bun.