After we settled in and went through all the bags….we got busy. Us ladies were ready to cook, and talk, and have a cocktail, and cook some more. Ree gave us a tiny demonstration in trimming the beef tenderloin….
Looking exceptionally lovey as she worked I might add. Ree you would be the pretties butcher this side of the Mason Dixon, I do declare! And Hyacinth was right by her side. Hyacinth we love you….
Now for the smell test. Did you know your meat should not stink. If it does rinse it well, if it still stinks TAKE IT BACK! One of the tenderloins did not smell like the others….so well, um, well, let’s just say Charlie was eatin high on the hog…. I do have to add just in case anyone is worried about the care and keeping of Charlie, that he is treated like a prince. He is in the best of care. Like no other dog. He actually told me (which I will share with you later in my interview with Charlie post) that he is the happiest dog alive. And I believe it.
My sweet seestor, loving every minute of this experience, can you see the twinkle in her eye? It’s there, on the right…twinkle…
Laura and Dee prepping. I’m telling you it was a group effort. It was awesome. We loved every minute of it. This is what we came here to do. Cook WITH Ree. She asked us what we would like to have for dinner while we were at the ranch and we put in our order….and she delivered 110%! It was a BLAST!
The Burgundy Mushrooms. The STAR of the show. These things take hours and hours to cook, but they are worth every second. They are fantas-teesh!
Big D getting a preview taste of the mushrooms. Ree was so sweet she walked around with a fork feeding us all. True mom, and lover of food. It just feels good to make something yummy and then feed it to people. I get that!
Olive Bread…this stuff is what dreams are made of. WHAT? you don’t like olives. The be gone with you. Blasphemer! This bread has been truly life changing for me. And pant size changing too….
“Hey Ladies, wait for me!”. Charlie got the biggest welcome ever. But I will tell you more about Charlie-poo later.
There we are the P-Doobs. (that’s what the airline attendant called us….did I tell you that already???)
Eating together, smiling alot, laughing constantly. It was the beast!
Did I tell you about my friend Dee’s connection with Hyacinth? No?! Well, isn’t it a small world. Wouldn’t you know Dee, the Redletterwords Lady, husband had a printing company, Color Inc., and they just so happened to be the ones that printed out the “angry calf” picture for Hyacinths redecorating project, that is in Ree’s Home and Garden section.
So then later, Ree whipped up a chocolate sheet cake for her daughters birfday. And we got to sing Happy Birthday to her, with the “are ya 1, are ya 2, are ya 3…..” Apparently they don’t sing that version in Oklahoma. Cause we got the wide eyes and the mouth dropping open by Ree and her girls. I think they liked our version…I think they will switch.
OK this is just too much for me….. THE Pioneer Woman, food blogger extraordinaire taking a picture of me cooking. She got right in my armpit, and we giggled, I hope I didn’t drip on her, cause ya know I have that problem. That dripping armpit problem.
Sorry about that^^^^ MAJOR typo! Anyhoo…
I am loving these posts. It's fun to live vicariously!!
Wow! What a feast! Did you meet MM and the rest of the punks too?
Don't stop! I'm home in the rain with my kids and my dog and, did I mention?, I'm home, living vicariously through you and your adventures at PW's. More details soon. . . And, yes, I too forget that not everyone knows who PW is. Seriously? (as my 10yo would say)
She didn't slap your hand and yell STAY OUT OF THE MUSHROOMS!???? =)
Looks like you had a good time! More pics!!
Making dinner w/ Ree sounds like your dream come true! Love reading your hilarious account of your time at the ranch. That olive bread looks pretty amazing, too. 🙂
I am so enjoying the read of your adventures with Ree. Please keep going. I don't want it to end either.
Daddy's Chick's says
Thanks for sharing. . . living through your adventure. Have a blessed week sweetie.
Rebekah Greiman says
I would love to have been a little fly on the wall! I hope you guys come back to T-town again soon! (That's what we Tulsans call Tulsa…it's stupid, I know).