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Welcome to ... THE Club We’d like to hear your honest opinions on how you like this magazine. THE CLUB Summer 2023 CROSSWORD Welcome to ... Summer 2023 Great Gadgets I am mad about gadgets. Not just any kind of gadget. Kitchen gadgets are my passion. Now, I am admittedly a non-cook and my idea of entertaining is to buy a premade lasagna at the local delicatessen. But my bookshelves are brimming with cookbooks of every kind and my kitchen cupboards and drawers are filled with the latest innovations in gadgetry. Garlic presses, garlic peelers, vegetable peelers (at least four – one cannot have too many veggie peelers), egg slicers. I could go on. A few days ago I decided to do some real baking and found the perfect recipe for a blueberry coffee cake that would be a wonderful accompaniment to a Sunday dinner. I gathered the ingredients and kicked my husband out of the kitchen. “Too many cooks...” Ready to do my best imitation of my favourite TV cook, I set out into somewhat unfamiliar territory. All was going well until the recipe called for lemon zest. Ok, I had the lemon but a zester? Was it possible that I had missed that glorious device in my collection? I thought, “Ok, so I can use a paring knife and chop some lemon zest.” I tried but it just didn’t cut it. My next idea was to use a cheese grater. Not bad but the pieces by Kathryn Hixon Lees, Hamilton from Daytripping May-June 2003 of lemon zest were just too uneven. The myriad of vegetable peelers netted the same result. What else could I use? My cake was nearly ready to go into the oven but not without the special ingredient. Suddenly, just as if the proverbial light bulb turned on over my head, it hit me. A wood rasp! Didn’t I see a rasp used on a recent food channel programme? Did my husband have a rasp in the workshop? He must have, he has as many woodworking gadgets as I have kitchen gadgets. I ran down to the basement and began to rummage in his workbench drawers. Eureka! I knew he would have it. Ok, so it was a bit dusty but a quick dunk in some soapy water would take care of that. Finally, I was all set. My lemon zest was perfect. The rasp had done the trick. Thin, curling strands of tangy yellow tendrils were incorporated into my creation and as the cake was baking, I leafed through a catalogue. Another kitchenware catalogue, you may ask? Oh, no, not this time. I had found my husband’s Lee Valley Tool Catalogue. I wondered what other marvels there could be in the woodworking publications that I could add to the collection in my kitchen. WHERE THERE IS SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE OF ALL AGES! ACROSS DOWN PUZZLE SOLUTION ON PAGE 41 DOWN 20% OFF* THURSDAYS Seniors 65+ *Discount Off Regular Prices SHOP! DONATE! VOLUNTEER! missionthriftstore.com/store/sarnia 595 MURPHY ROAD, SARNIA • 519-337-1614 P A G E 24 “I am your father.” -Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back, 1980
Contact us any time. 519-491-1676 or info@welcometotheclub.ca Welcome to ... THE Club A Year Round Garden Centre, Gi Shop & Bouque! NEWLY EXPANDED 28,000 sq GIFT & GARDEN STORE and 63,000 sq of GREENHOUSE Extraordinary selecon of Plants & Unique Decoraons & Poery for enhancing your indoor & outdoor living spaces. OPEN Monday to Saturday Take Exit 15 off Hwy 402 USA Lake Huron Sarnia 22 Bright’s Grove From 26 London 401 From Wallaceburg N SIPKENS NURSERIES Well Water I was 20 years old and married, admiring this bountiful piece of land, all two acres of it, in the Township of Toronto Gore of which, my husband and I were the proud owners. “We can’t lose in Canada,” he said. “The country is booming.” And indeed it was. But we needed water. As soon as the excavation was dug, the footings had to be laid, sand, cement and water were required. “Get old Bill Kersey, he’ll witch it,” said a farmer. Sure enough Bill was there the next day with his forked witching branch walking back and forth holding the twigs in each hand. Suddenly the main branch swooped downward, so much so Bill could hardly hold onto the divided twigs. Out came his pocket watch and he started to swing it back and forth by the chain, counting as he went. At 25 counts it started to swing erratically until it reached thirty-two when it lost all control. “Twenty-five feet, you’ll hit water, thirty-two feet you’ll have a good well”. We took that as gospel truth —and it was. There was no money for welldigging apparatus, a shovel would do. A large man, a dearest of friends, Jimmy, started digging. As he eventually descended on a Jacob’s Ladder, a rope ladder, as the hole got deeper, he shipped many, many bucketfuls of earth to the surface and true enough water was struck at 25 feet but he carried on until the water threatened to submerge him. Well tiles were slipped down and the building of the house began. That well went dry a couple of times and being more affluent we were able to hire a real well drilling rig to deepen it but we were always respectful of the usage of water, although free, it was ours to watch over. Spring forward thirty-odd years and daughter and her husband with Miracle Max’s Minions coming this summer 3261 London Line (Rd. R . 22) East of SARNIA 519-542-8353 Proud Member of... By Marion Urquhart Charkow, Thunder Bay a baby on the way had bought an old farmhouse in Flesherton. Life was lonely back in the Gore. A few months later, grandson now on the scene a beautiful 25 acre parcel appeared on the real estate listing, with an ancient barn and stable beside a drilled well. Ah, that was new. The water was excellent and over 30 years the well certainly didn’t go dry. The house was large and comfortable, a neighbour raised cattle and ploughed the field and it was bliss. A granddaughter had arrived in the meantime. Many years later that same granddaughter presented us with a great grandson. That wee grandson of years ago, had married, bought a house nearby and gave us a great granddaughter. All was surely right with the world. But it was not to be. Grandson announced he was moving back to his university town, some fourteen hundred miles away, daughter and the rest of the family promptly sold out and as was their want settled in a wee village out of town but not too far from grandson and family. We were all alone. We were aging, long distance driving to doctors was no longer wished for, it was lonely. At age 93 and myself pushing 87, husband announced we should join them. We did. For the first time since I was twenty I am now living in a city—the great habitat of Thunder Bay. And I love it. The air is so pure, traffic is slow and also spacious, people are very friendly, there’s no hustle and bustle, just a very laid back atmosphere. And we love being all together as a family once again. However, there is one sad disappointment. The city water! Oh how I miss my well water. Can’t wait to visit daughter in Nolalu and have a big gulp. Sorry to the waterworks people of Thunder Bay, city water just doesn’t cut it. 146 EAST ST. N., SARNIA 519-336-1415 Author You Tell on Yourself Unknown You tell on yourself by the friends you seek By the very manner in which you speak, By the way you employ your leisure time, By the use you make of dollar and dime. You tell what you are by the things you wear, By the spirit in which your burden you bear, By the kind of things at which you laugh, By the records you play on your phonograph. You tell what you are by the way you walk, By the things of which you delight to talk, By the manner in which you bear defeat, By so simple a thing as how you eat. By the books you choose from a well-filled shelf. In these ways & more, you tell on yourself. So there's really no particle of sense, in an effort to keep up false pretense. Summer 2023 “Just keep swimming.” -Finding Nemo, 2003 P A G E 25
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