A tale of flour, lasagna, hunky cowboys and a giveaway!
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A few weeks back, in early November, my friend Jennifer and I made a huge mess in my kitchen. Flour was everywhere as we embarked on a cinnamon roll escapade of sorts with The Pioneer Woman Cooks as our guide.
Our plan was to make a bunch to freeze for Christmas parties and such. Four batches later, and a light dusting of flour on every surface in a four mile radius, we completed the task.
And now that the Christmas season is upon us, the cinnamon rolls have come in mighty handy. And yum? Oh yes. Yum indeed. The Pioneer Woman knows a thing or two about cinnamon rolls. Not to mention some other tasty grub.
That book is somethin’ else.
And The Pioneer Woman Cooks is not just a cookbook. No sirree!
It’s got purty pictures of all sorts of animals and people, and stories all throughout to keep ya laughin’ and smilin’ for sure. It’s a real page turner.
Where else can you find a recipe for lasagna…
And cute hunky cowboy pictures too?
Ree, The Pioneer Woman, is nearing the end of her book signing tour for The Pioneer Woman Cooks, which has topped several bestseller lists. So in celebration of her successful book tour, (and ’cause she’s so sweet and generous), 10 copies (that’s 10, T-E-N) of The Pioneer Woman Cooks will be up for grabs.
(That would be ten separate winners.)
All you have to do to enter is answer a question.
In honor of the pioneer way and horses and horse poop and other horse things, here’s the question…
If you had a horse what would you name it and if you could ride it anywhere – anywhere on earth – where would that be?
Answer the question (only one entry per person) and you’ll be entered to win. You have until Wednesday, December 16 at Midnight PST. Winners will be announced Thursday, December 17 sometime after I get back from riding my nonexistent horse. Be sure to check back to see if you’ve won and if you did to claim your prize.
Merry Christmas everybody!
Growing up I was a big fan of Hugo Simon and his horse E.T. So I think I would call my horse E.T. and we would ride home to Austria to surprise my mom for christmas
I always dreamed of having a horse growing up. I would name my horse Cinder and ride through the trails of beautiful central Oregon.
When I was a kid I rode a fat little Welsh Mountain Pony cross called Sugar, who would stop for a mouthful of grass every third step. He never went faster than a slow trot, but I loved him to bits. So, for old times’ sake, I would call my horse Sugar, and I would take him for a very slow ride in a field of lush green grass so he could nibble at his leisure.
I would name my horse Peppermint and I would ride her around in the Sierra Nevada Mountains…so beautiful.
I would name my horse Sunset, and ride her along the beach, up against the most beautiful of sunsets.
I think I would ride a horse names Destiny over white sandy beaches….
er something like that. 😉
I would name my horse Sierra and would like to ride along ocean shorelines without any other people, quiet and tranquil in the warm sun, unlike here, snowy, noisy and cold!
I would name him Hoyt, I would ride him up where I grew up. Northern Colorado/Southern Wyoming…lots of manly, sweet, sweaty Marlboro Men clones up there.
The Rocky Mountains looming up in the West where i was growin up it was pastureland and crops as far as I could see…peace….quiet…stars at night…fresh coffee all day…wind ALL DAY EVERY DAY! 🙂
I would name my horse, Max. I would ride it in Australia and New Zealand. Not sure why, that’s just some place I would like to go
What a great question for me, sis. I’ve asked for a horse every Christmas since I was 6 and santa hasn’t delivered yet. Oh well, a girl can dream. I’d name my horse, Bess. That’s the name of the horse in the movie The Man From Snowy River. I would go to Australia to that place in that movie where all the other horses and riders stop and Jim and Bess jump over the side of the mountain. Don’t you remember leaning back in your seats on that part? Love it, love it!
If I had a horse, I would name it Copper. We would go to the biggest, grassiest field in the world and run!
I would name my horse Dragonfly. The dragonfly symbolized new beginnings…and each time I got on her/him to ride, it would be like a new beginning of adventure. I’d like to ride in the country so as to enjoy nature and God’s wondrous creation.
If I had a horse I would name it Otis. I grew up on 100 acres in Prosperity, SC with my parents and 2 brothers and my grandparents lived on top of the hill. We had cows that grazed in the fields and sometimes pigs that would be butchered. My grandfather always wanted to get us horses but he had his hands full with the cows and his huge 1 acre garden. I have amazing memories of my time with my grandfather(Otis), helping him feed the cows and work in the garden. So that leads me to where I would ride my horse Otis. My grandmother is still alive and we still have the 100 acres in the family but my grandfather died in 95. So, I would ride Otis on the 100 acres I grew up on in honor of my grandfather and the special memories I shared with him.
If I had a horse, I’d name it Tina because that was my mom’s horse’s name. If I could ride it anywhere, it’d be on the farm we live on. The land is just beautiful and would make for a great ride.
I would name a horse Sherman because that’s the name of the horse I learned to ride on when I was little. He was a nice guy kind of horse, unlike the bucking bronco type my older brother preferred. I would like to ride in Montana or Wyoming, somewhere out west where the vistas are truly incredible. We are going out there this summer for a family vacation and I can’t wait. National Parks here we come! Sherman, I’ll always remember how you stood in the creek and splashed me until I was soaked!
i would call it epi….it would be short for epi-pen. i would only admire it from a distance while my daughter groomed and rode. she loves horses; i am deathly allergic to them.
I would name my horse Blaze. I would love to go riding in some snow covered mountains or on a sandy beach.
I’d name my horse Buttercup. I’ve always like that name for a pet! I’d take her into the mountains by where I live. It is so pretty and I’ve always wanted to take a horse ride up there.
I think I would call my horse Eagle, it sounds like a fun name for a fast horse. And I would love to ride through a hilly open country in the spring or fall sun 🙂
What a lovely thing to think upon. If I had a horse, I would name her Cinnamon. I would love to ride Cinnamon where my grandparents used to live, on a large farm outside Atlanta. I’d pack a book, a blanket, and a picnic lunch (with an extra apple for her, of course), and we’d ride out to the lake on a sunny spring day.