Cocktail Party Meatballs1 pound lean ground beef
2 tablespoons water
1/2 cup bread crumbs
3 tablespoons minced onion
1 (8 ounce) can jellied cranberry sauce
3/4 cup chili sauce
1 tablespoon brown sugar
1 1/2 teaspoons lemon juice
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
- In a large bowl, mix together the ground beef, egg, water, bread crumbs, and minced onion. Roll into small meatballs.
- Bake in preheated oven for 20 to 25 minutes, turning once.
- In a slow cooker or large saucepan over low heat, blend the cranberry sauce, chili sauce, brown sugar, and lemon juice. Add meatballs, and simmer for 1 hour before serving.
It’s been a week, contributors are contributing, the blog is up, bugs ironed out on the Facebook page and you know, I simply never got around to asking Frantastic™ how she came up with the name Writica. I mean, is that anything like Erotica except with a laptop??! Cause if it is....sorry Hon, but you’re doing it wrong. (Tee hee hee, I know, I know I am such a dirty little freak!)
What’s in a name? It needs to convey an image, be descriptive and not so obscure that there is no obvious connection to its relevance, in this case the Grand Diva Frantastic™. So who is she? Before knowing the name of the blog, I pondered names she would consider and where those ideas might come from.
I couldn’t help but consider a reference to the ever flowing coffee consumption she, and many of our followers consume (minus myself sorry, I don’t DO coffee....again I know, dirty little freak!) But then realized it’s been done to death. And yes, Coffee, that’s a blog in itself....trust me between Frantastic™ and Anastacia, the fine art of Java and all related hot beverage consumption is guaranteed to be discussed at great lengths. I myself am more of a ‘Master of the Martini’....blue ones remember?!
So then, knowing her own neurosis (oh, come on we all have them) and her inflammatory case of egocentric-ism (it’s a word isn’t?) I questioned, WHY not just call it: Frantastic™?? Duh!!! Or so I thought. But I suspected because it’s a collaborative effort between us Divas and you readers (love your shiny voices) she felt the name needed to reflect that. So Writica it is!
But wait, “Didn’t she coin the term Ridonkulous”?? Now that sums up a silly lot of what and who we are! No shame in that! I wear that badge with honour! I wear a lot of badges with honour, not the badges you earn in Girl Guides, those sucked I mean come on!!
Back in the day, you earned badges like sweeping and knitting, among other domestic chores. Ok maybe, I am outing my age here a little, but surely things must have changed! These days most ten year olds download videos to ‘You Tube’ and are hacking into sensitive government websites for kicks. But Seriously! I do remember seeing a little badge with a broom on it and asking what that one was for? Please let it be for Curling! The great Canadian (insert: drinking) pastime that has cleverly re-invented itself into an athletic quest of Olympic proportions! At the wise old age of nine, I was crushed hearing the answer. Not that I wanted to drink! There are laws you know, I just wanted to curl. I thought to leave the gymnasium right then and there. The only thing that kept me from stomping out the door that afternoon was an upcoming camping trip. Now those were badges worth earning!
At the end of the day I didn’t earn any badges, had no interest in them, they weren’t badges to me, they felt like labels. I found them too constricting. I didn’t want to be labelled. I suppose those badges were to be earned with honour but it didn’t come from the right place for me. Now, there are other badges I do wear with pride and with a sense of accomplishment or maybe it’s a sense of accustomed whimsy that I wear them? In other words they are fun to wear and worth celebrating. Like the ‘dirty little freak’ badge....I am especially proud of that one. Thanks to P!nk .....and now Frantastic™ I wear these badges with pride.
What badges do YOU wear that have you celebrating or worse what brownie badges did you earn back in the day?