Memorial Day: Veterans

A good deal of my family has served in some portion of the US Armed Forces or another. Dad was in the Marines Reserves, my uncles in the Army and Merchant Marines, my grandfather in the Army. We've been pretty lucky though. The last person who died in service was my great uncle Jack - my father's mother's youngest brother.

He flew a fighter plane for the Army Air Corps, and it went down with him in it over India in 1943. Dad never met him either, and I've never asked Grandma about him, but I do know he was sweet and he was funny. Dad has a little booklet of 'pomes' he wrote back in the when - I would sneak it out of his dresser drawer to read them and wonder what Uncle Jack was like. I tend to imagine him as much like my cousin Hunter, dear and delightfully wry, with the sweetest grin.

Thanks Uncle Jack. I never knew you, but I miss you.

Dip, dip do-dip

I am making 2 (two!) spinach dips for the barbeque today. *glares at sky* It better bloody well not rain.

The first is done: a very yogurt-y onion and cukes sort of spinach dip. Much like tzatziki.

( The actual recipe, with commentary )

Next is the more complicated spinach parmesan dip. Mmm. ( Cheeeeese )

Very tasty, and the cayenne gives it a nice, subtle little bite. Now I'm all hungry and stuff. Must go.