AMISH COOK: Oreo and Blizzard

Now, if you told me what you want to hear about this week, I would know exactly what to write! I like chatting with you, but I don’t want to bore you with too many ramblings about our “wooden corner” either.

Ok, we don’t really live in the woods, just next to 300 acres of woods behind and behind our house.

Now from our porch there is a 13 acre open field in view with woods beyond. With the way the chestnut trees are popping through their five-foot guards, it doesn’t look like it’ll be a field for too long. When the chestnuts are all grown, it looks like we will just be tucked away in the woods with an open space for the house, our two stores and a grazing area for the cows, horses, goats and sheep.

Sheep, yeah that’s right, I didn’t tell you about the latest addition to the farm. Hosanna is therefore an animal lover at heart and has those seductive nursing instincts. This year, as his sixth birthday approached, I wanted to buy him a sheep. She had told me that she wanted a sheep for herself, to take care of what is dirty and needs a mother. “Before dad went to heaven, he said we should have a sheep for Hosanna’s birthday!” Julia said. That fixed the problem. A sheep it would be. Most ewes lamb in the spring or fall, I was surprised to find one available.

One morning in June when it was delivered to us. Hosanna stayed in the house while we got her ready in the garage. A few minutes later, we entered the house with a large gift bag, singing “Happy Birthday”. I put it on the ground. Removing the tissue paper, she looked curiously inside. Her hand jerked back as what she thought was a stuffed calf moved! “Is it alive?!” we asked.

Together we took the black and white lamb out of the bag and put it on its legs. Hosanna beamed with joy. I explained to him how this week-old lamb would need a bottle two to three times a day until he was big enough to eat on his own.

With Julia’s help, we found a bottle with the correct size nipple. I put on warm milk and with a little coaxing he did an amazing job of transitioning from mom to bottle feeding. Now for a name. We discussed these different options, when the suggestion, Oreo, popped up. It clicked. Oreo fits perfectly with the black and white spotted sheep.

It didn’t take long for her to follow us around the yard. Why not let a harmless little sheep graze in the yard, or what would stop us from letting it come right into the house with us? Oreo was too small and adorable to say no, at least for a while. When she discovered the sweet taste of petunias outside the kitchen window, I started to wonder, and then since it took several towels to wipe it up around the house, we decided that maybe she wasn’t made for the house after all.

Several weeks passed, I was flipping through a magazine and saw a book about sheep. “That’s really what Hosanna needs,” I thought to myself. I added it to my order. When it arrived in the mail I stuck it in a drawer out of her sight until she lost another tooth and we played our traditional “lose a tooth game”.

I didn’t have to wait long; Hosanna lost another tooth and slipped it into a bag and put it under her pillow for mom to exchange for a small price, overnight. The next morning she came out beaming with her book about another little lamb. Imagine his surprised look as I read the story of how this lamb grew up and had babies and one was named Oreo! And yes, none of us had even heard the story before! In this story, the twin lambs were born in the middle of a blizzard, so the babies were named Oreo and Blizzard, after an Oreo Blizzard.

“How about I make you an Oreo Blizzard?” I asked? Since we hardly ever go out to eat, the kids had no idea what an Oreo Blizzard was. A few days later, the time had come. We pulled out the ingredients to make an Oreo Blizzard to cool off on a hot summer afternoon. They declared it a hit and said they wanted to have it again.

Alright, so here we are, ready for a recipe. Thank you, Kathy, for asking for Yummasetti, that’s what you’ll get today!

And for the rest of you, if you feel like telling me what you like to hear the most (or least for that matter), I’ll be happy to step in that direction!



2 pound burger
1/2 cup chopped onion
2 teaspoons of salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
6 oz macaroni
3 potatoes, cubed
1 cup of peas

1 box of cream of mushroom soup*
1/2 can cream of chicken
1 1/2 cup milk
2 cups toasted breadcrumbs
1 cup grated cheese of your choice


Fry everything until the burger is no longer pink, drain. Place in a roasting pan or cake pan. Cook macaroni and potatoes until tender (in 2 separate jars). Spread over top of burger mixture. Mix soup and milk together and pour over everything. Cover and bake at 350 for one hour. Spread breadcrumbs on top, if desired, lightly press down with a spoon, then top with cheese.
* Personally, I don’t use purchased soups. This can be replaced by a sauce, homemade or ranch soup, then use only half the milk.

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