Mansetti’s Restaurant

It’s always nice to find a restaurant that has good pizza.  Mansetti’s is fantastic!

We weren’t sure what to expect when we entered.  There were a lot of seniors leaving the restaurant.  Walking very slowly.    We seated ourselves.  The wait people were all young looking — a big contrast from the clientele that just left.

It wasn’t long before we were the only ones in the restaurant.

Mansetti’s Pizza & Pasta, Shoreview, Minnesota

Mancetti’s has booths and tables available.  There was no music on when we arrived but once everyone left, the music came on — loudly.

I think they were having problems adjusting the volume.

We ordered our pizza and it came promptly — thin crust, barbecue chicken.  The barbecue was nice and tangy.

A definite place we need to return to.

Mancetti’s Barbecue Chicken Pizza

Mancetti’s is located at 3999 Rice St, Shoreview, Minnesota.

Stillwater, Minnesota

If only … this house weren’t a short sale.

The view out the living room floor to ceiling windows is spectacular.  The house sits on 10 wooded acres. It does need updating as the kitchen and the rest of the house have the old-looking oak cabinets and trim.

In addition, it could take over 60 days to close the sale on this house.  And, there is no guarantee that it will close.

Ahhh … well … moving on.

Stillwater, Minnesota

Our God is "Small Enough"

I recently heard “Small Enough” by Nicole Nordeman — a song about someone struggling and wondering if God could make Himself small enough to hear her prayers.

We always hear about how great God is.  And He is great!  But God stoops down to take us in His arms of love.

He’s not too big, nor too busy, nor too great to hear my cry, my prayers or my ramblings.


Oh, great God, be small enough to hear me now
There were times when I was crying
from the dark of Daniel’s den
and I have asked You once or twice
If You would part the sea again
But tonight I do not need a fiery pillar in the sky
Just wanna know You’re gonna hold me if i start to cry 


Oh, great God, be small enough to hear me now

Oh, great God, be close enough to feel you now
There have been moments when I could not
Face Goliath on my own
And how could I forget we’ve marched around
our share of Jerichos
But I will not be setting out a fleece for you tonight
just wanna know that everything will be alright 


Oh great God, be close enough to feel you now

All praise and all the honor be
to the God of ancient mysteries
Whose every sign and wonder turn the pages of our history
But tonight my heart is heavy
and I cannot keep from whispering this prayer
“Are You there?”



And I know You could leave writing on the wall
that’s just for me
Or send wisdom while I’m sleeping,
like in Solomon’s sweet dreams
But I don’t need the strength of Samson
or a chariot in the end
Just want to know that You still know how many hairs
are on my head
Oh great God, be small enough to hear me now

Sustaining Strength

Ever have one of those days when nothing seems to go right and you feel like your head is stuck in the sand, uh, snow?

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No matter which way you turn, your head stays stuck and takes the rest of your body with it.  These are days that strengthen me internally.

Head in the snow
I find much comfort in words from the Bible that help to sustain me during times when I think I just can’t do it any more.  Sometimes, the words spoken weren’t meant for me directly.  But I know my Father.  He loves each of us equally and what’s good for the goose is good for the gander.  Hmmm … I guess I’m a gander.
It is God who arms me with strength and keeps my way secure.  Psalm 18:32

But you, Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high.  Psalm 3:3
So many promises I can hang onto.  My Papa is the best.

Quaker Oats Oatmeal Cookies

I’ve heard it said that oatmeal is good for the heart so to see The American Heart Association label on the top of the Quaker Oats box wasn’t surprising.

When I’m home, I try to have oatmeal in the morning.  A tiny bit of salt, a dab of sugar and lots of cinnamon.

Now, I wonder if eating oatmeal cookies is as healthy as having oatmeal in the morning.  I guess it would depend on how many cookies I eat.

Being curious, I decided to try the cookie recipe on the Quaker Oats box to see if it stood the test of my palate (which I’ve been told is not very discriminating).

Ingredients:
1 stick of butter, softened
1/2 cup firmly packed brown sugar
1/4 cup granulated sugar
1 egg
1/2 tsp vanilla
3/4 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/2 cups Quaker Oats

I left out the raisins in my ingredients, used butter instead of margarine and added a wee bit more cinnamon because I’m a big fan of cinnamon.  I also cut the recipe in half so the ingredients above are halved already.

Heat the oven to 350 degrees fahrenheit.
Beat butter, brown sugar and granulated sugar until creamy.
Add the egg and vanilla.  Beat well again.
Your batter should look like the one below.

Combine the flour, baking soda, cinnamon and salt; mix well.
Combine both mixtures together; mix well.

Drop by rounded teaspoonfuls onto ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake 10 to 12 minutes or until golden brown.
Makes about 2 dozen cookies.

Not too bad.  They weren’t as moist as I would have liked but they did get eaten.

Corn Meal Cakes

Okay, so I had a craving for cornmeal.

I called my sister up and asked her for her recipe for something we called “rocks” when we were growing up.  It was a simple recipe that mainly used cornmeal.  The answer came back “I don’t remember.”  Eeekkk!  That just made me want the cornmeal more.

So — since my cookbooks are still in storage in Seattle, I did the next best thing and did a search on the internet for anything cornmeal-ish.

I came across this recipe that I found at cooks.com.  I have to warn you though, it’s not a perfect recipe and although it satisfied my craving for cornmeal, I still felt like I was shortchanged.

Part of the problem I think is that the recipe is not clear enough in one area — whether to oil the griddle or not.  I am a basic cook.  I always tell people “don’t assume I know anything.”  I wish recipes would do the same unless they say “for the professional cook only.”

Anyway, here’s my experiment.  It wasn’t too bad but I know there’s a better recipe out there.

Here are the ingredients:

3/4 cup cornmeal
6 tblspns flour
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp sugar
1 cup milk
1 egg, well beaten
1 tblspn oil

Put all dry ingredients in a bowl.

Sift the dry ingredients together.  I use a whisk since my sifter is still in storage.

Beat the egg well.

Combine the egg, milk and oil, then stir.

The consistency will be a little liquidy.

Drop 1/4 cup full of the mixture onto a griddle.  I put a little bit of oil on the bottom because I was afraid it would burn.

When the cakes have bubbled on top, turn them and cook them on the other side.

The cornmeal cakes should look like this.

Cornmeal Cakes

I served the cornmeal cakes with vegetarian links and maple syrup.

Hugo, Minnesota

In our quest to check out different neighborhoods in the Minnesota area to find the perfect place to buy a house, we drive around Saturday afternoons.

We came across a small town called Hugo that’s approximately 14 miles north of Saint Paul and has 14,000 or so residents.

The area we drove through was not very impressive but I’ve been told that there are areas that are nicer.  The picture below is of an area that has “cookie cutter” homes.  It reminded me of the song called “Little Boxes.”  The song is about houses being built in suburbia that are built out of “ticky tacky” and they all look just the same.  Click here to view the wikipedia article.

Hugo, Minnesota

Not all the houses looked “ticky tacky” but there was a sameness to the area where we were.  A beige-i-ness.

Hugo, Minnesota

Hugo, Minnesota

Close to where we drove was a park called Oak Shore Park.  Although it was snow-filled, I can visualize this park being used by all the neighborhood children.  

Oak Shore Park in Hugo, Minnesota

Oak Shore Park in Hugo, Minnesota

Grant, Minnesota

Overnight, a gentle mist of snow fell in Grant, Minnesota lightly touching the trees with a white and fluffy powder.  The branches welcomed the mist and a peaceful scene was created.

Grant, Minnesota
Grant, Minnesota

The deer came out to enjoy the magical quietness that filled the air.

Deer in Grant, Minnesota

Deer in Grant, Minnesota

The roads that lead to homes were yet unused as the residents inside them enjoyed a warm fireplace oblivious to the scene outside.
Country road in Grant, Minnesota

Whimsical settings are left by residents for those passing by to enjoy.

This last picture is one I took while driving through Grant looking for a house that was for sale.  The poem below reflects my thoughts as I looked at the quietness that enveloped my senses.
“It is not so much for its beauty that the forest 
makes a claim upon men’s hearts,
as for that subtle something, that quality of air 
that emanate from old trees,
that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.”  
Robert Louis Stevenson
Trees in Grant, Minnesota