
If you read my last post, you know David and I just returned from a trip up to New Liskeard to see his parents and get our car fixed. We were there from Friday until late Tuesday night, as Monday was Canadian Thanksgiving. We got to visit with his mom and dad, but Dave's sister Kristy was staying at the house too with her family (husband Mike, kids Ruby and Vilho.) It was really nice to get to see them, since Kristy was David's best friend a lot- they roomed together when they both left the nest. I love seeing them, because since David is the youngest and I'm seven years younger than him, I'm closest in age (and therefore have more in common) with Kristy. Plus, her husband Mike and I can
argue talk sports all day. But I'll admit, I enjoy playing with Ruby just about the most.


Ruby is 2, and has more energy than I knew a person could have. I have 9 nieces and nephews, and while they all call me Aunt Caiti, these two are the only ones who will grow up knowing me as that, and that puts them at a special place in my heart. Ruby was born just before Dave and I started dating, and when he showed me the picture he took of newborn Ruby before we got together, I think I fell in love with him a little bit more. And I visited Vilho in the hospital the morning after he was born. I chased around Ruby and we played all day long. Her favourite game was telling me to 'go to sleep' (at which point I closed my eyes and snored) and she sneaked up on me and went 'RAAAWR' while I shrieked in feigned fright as she giggled. Baby Vilho was such a treat- he's not 3 months yet, but he is such a good baby. Dave and I slept across the hall, and we never woke up. We did have a start when one day Dave and I were sitting in our room at the the top of the stairs when we heard a crash followed by two children shrieking. We rushed out, and it turns out Kristy had been taking them to the bed room when Ruby slipped and wanged her knee.Her yell scared Vilho and he started to cry too. I ended up with the baby somehow, and got to calm him down. Mostly by standing under the ceiling fan as he stared at it.


Throughout this, David was working e'er so diligently on getting his truck up and running. He aligned the front wheels himself, reattached the front bumper, and had to rig up some license plate lights (I hate when he does electrical work!) Then we took it to the shop early Tuesday morning (because everyone was closed all weekend) where they worked until noon, and charged us almost 300 dollars... which was okay, that was what we budgeted. We were rushing, because it's a 3 hour trip, and David started work at 5. We got to New Liskeard a little before 1, and David was upset because something was amiss. So we stopped and he checked, and sure enough his front brake line was broken. So we had to find somebody to take him last minute, and luckily enough, we did. Unluckily, it cost an additional 250. We don't have that, but luckily David knew the guy, and he took an IOU. David and I were both cranky, because Dave had to miss work, and our poor cat had been alone since Friday. Plus, we had both said prayers thanking God for letting our car get fixed on the cheap right before the brake line broke. But he made up for it. Check out the walk we took while the car was getting fixed (the second time) and our drive home!

Though, we got home safe so we can't really complain. Plus, Dave's mom sent us home with some booty! She got a huge thing of flour that she found on sale, plus sent us home with home made strawberry, rhubarb, peach, and rose hip jam. Plus home made pickles. Beat that! So in the spirit of which this blog was intended, here's our cracker recipe which we topped with the peach jam.
1 1/4 flour (whole wheat works great!)
1/2 tsp. salt
2 Tbsp. oil
1/3 cup(ish) of water
coarse salt.

Mix your flour and salt, then stir in your oil until crumbly. Mix in your water until a drier dough comes together, then role out on a silpat (or greased foil- it should take up nearly the whole sheet, 9x13.) Top with coarse salt, and bake at 400 for 10-15 minutes until slightly browned and firm to the touch. You have to keep your eye on it, because if you take it out too soon they won't be crispy, too late and they burn. Once they cool, break them up into bite size pieces, or if you want a neater presentation, score the dough with a pizza cutter before you bake. The real beauty of this recipe is that it is infinitely flexible. You can add any spice, and even some oats or seed to add depth. Our favourite variations: Rosemary Black Pepper, Spicy (we add smoked paprika and cayenne,) and cinnamon sugar (we add a couple Tbsp. of brown sugar to the dough, along with freshly grated cinnamon, and replace the salt on top with sugar.) But really the sky is the limit. We made ours plain so we could top them with this amazing jam.

I hope you had a good holiday weekend, whether it was Thanksgiving or Columbus day. We're supposed to be hearing more soon on David's immigration stuff, so keep praying! Enjoy some crackers!