Nel’s Baked Roast

Nel’s Baked Roast

Ingredients:
1 medium-sized chuck roast
1 medium onion, chopped
2 cans cream of mushroom soup
2 regular-sized cans of tomato sauce
1 can of water

Directions:
Rinse roast in warm water and place in bottom of clay baking dish or heavy baking pan.
Pour water around edges of roast. Sprinkle chopped onion on top of roast. Spoon
mushroom soup over onions. Pour tomato sauce over all. Add can of water. Cover tightly
with lid. Or, use two layers of foil if you don’t have a lid for your pan, but be sure to
puncture it with several pricks of an ice pick or fork to allow some steam to escape. Bake
in preheated 350 ° F oven for several hours, or until meat pulls apart easily. This recipe
makes its own wonderful, thick gravy without any stirring during the baking process.
Serve with fluffy, masked potatoes topped with a dab of butter. Yummy good!
Author’s Bio:
Joyce Livingston is a real “Kansas” lady who lives in a wonderful cabin her
husband built, overlooking a lake. A retired TV broadcaster of eighteen years, she keeps
busy lecturing and teaching on several subjects. She is also a travel escort, part-time,
which takes her to fantastic places. She has had books and articles published on quilting,
sewing, family, travel, cooking, parenting and devotions—you name it! In 2000, she was
voted was voted Heartsong’s Favorite New Author, and her second published book, THE
BRIDE WORE BOOTS, was voted Contemporary Book of the Year. Her first book, ICE
CASTLE, placed sixth. Her third book, NORTHERN EXPOSURE, was release July
2001. An anthology, AS AMERICAN AS APPLE PIE, featuring her story, APPLE
ANNIE, will be in bookstores April 2002. Joyce invites you to visit her website at:
or email her at: joyce@joycelivingston
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MRS. KELLY’S FLOUNDER
Excerpt from By Any Other Name:
A lot of local folk don’t even want to say Polly’s name. Local gossip says she’s a
witch and if you anger her, she’ll put a curse on you. Not toolong ago, they would have
burned her at the stake.
“My God, she sounds terrifying!” She wanted to turn and run.
“She’s not so bad. Just an elderly maiden lady who has a knack with herbs and a
sharp tongue. Actually, Bella is probably worse if someone crosses her.”
He couldn’t have done a better job if he had deliberately set out to terrify her.
“Who is Bella”.
“Bella is Arabella Standhope, widowed wife of Sir Malcolm’s younger brother. If
you think of Polly as a hen with one chick, you would have to think of Bella as a
brooding hen with two chicks, Natalie and Morgan.”
“I suppose they are my cousins?” The word came easier. Deception probably got
easier as you went along, she thought.
Loretta was still trying to process all the information about her new "relatives",
when they turned into the drive of Standhope Manor.
It occurred to Lorie suddenly that she felt she had unwittingly stumbled onto a
Hollywood set for a gothic movie.
Thecook, Mrs. Kelly served the meal, and one of the other maids, a rather shy
looking girl named Janey, assisted her. The food was excellent. Beginning with a clear,
beef broth and progressing to the main course of steamed Flounder with rice and peas, it
wasall plain food yet well seasoned and filling. The wine was a mellow Chablis and did a
lot for easing her growing tensions. In spite of her mixed feelings about Greg Morris,
Lorie was glad to see he had remained for supper. His presence provided a buffer
between her and the family.
Mrs. Kelly’s Flounder