So Good You Could Put it on Dirt!

Holiday Recipe

My Cranberry Orange Marmalade Relish

So Good You Could Put it on Dirt

That was my friend Tobie’s comment the first time she tasted my Cranberry Orange Relish.

Another Tobie saying when she was tired:

I’m going down like a one-egg pudding!

Or when she wanted something:

You can’t stomp your feet hard enough to make that happen!

Tobie, of Southern Aristocracy (Chattanooga, TN,) was a friend who called me every day. If she had to leave a message, she’d say, “It’s just me.”

Right, just me, the most beautiful, charming, sophisticated, smart woman I had ever known. And boy could she talk. She could talk while playing Mah Jongg and drinking wine. Let that sit for a minute.

Tobie never met a stranger. Would strike up a conversation while in line at the library, get your address and send you a Christmas card. How lucky for me that she wanted to be my friend.

One October we booked a kayaking expedition to the Sea of Cortez. Her luggage never made it to La Paz, and she ended up borrowing a pair of shorts from one of our guides. We slept in a tent on the beach for seven days, washed our hair with JOY dishwashing liquid in the ocean, while she wore those yellow shorts with the blue stripes, and never complained.

A once in a lifetime friend.

I’m reposting my Cranberry recipe in honor of Tobie who died from Multiple Myeloma in 2018.

Cranberry Orange Relish

10 oz. bag fresh cranberries

8 oz. jar orange marmalade

½ Cup chopped walnuts

¾ tsp. cinnamon

¼ tsp ground cloves

½ tsp ground nutmeg

Rinse cranberries in colander. Place in glass bowl with ¼ Cup water and microwave, covered, 6-8 minutes or til berries are soft. Stir in orange marmalade and microwave another 2 minutes. Add chopped nuts and spices. Serves 6-8. Keep covered in fridge up to a week. Delicious on top of Baked Brie, on English Muffins, or even a turkey sandwich.

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Remember, there’s no expiration on dreams,

Trish