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Turkey Creek Lane · Horses & a Recipe for Sour Cream Cucumbers

Horses & a Recipe for Sour Cream Cucumbers

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Skipper being led to the riding enclosure by DH’s nephew.

Skipper reared today.

I’ve had him for almost 3 years and he’s been a dream. He is 15 years old. A former child’s 4-H pleasure champion with perfect gaits, he’s child safe and has good sense. Or at least that’s what I thought. 

My other horse, Summer, is six. She’s flighty and nervous. She loves DH, tolerates me and is wary of everyone else. I also saw her buck like a bronc soon after I got her. 

A birthday present from DH the first year we were married, she was by far, my best birthday present ever. Perfectly proportioned, with a tiny head and ears, intelligent alert eyes and a typical quarter horse rump, Summer is a gorgeous bay. Her red coat gleams, her muzzle sock, mane and tail are coaly black. Her eyes are are exotically rimmed in black. I fell in love immediately. However, it was soon apparent that she needed work. She didn’t neck rein. She was nervous and spooked easily.  She stomped her feet, turned her rear toward me in the stall, crowded people, used them for scratching posts and worse sometimes flattened her ears and threatened if approached. 

blog-pictures-5-020.jpg  Summer & I.

I hired a horsetrainer who said she had an attitude problem and took her off to his farm for two months of schooling. That’s where I saw her buck. DH and I were at the trainers  watching her being schooled. The trainer was showing us what they’d been working on. Summer saw us by the fence and decided she’d had enough training. She bucked. She bucked as viciously and hard as any rodeo horse being spurred and abused. The trainer, whose hobby is rodeo contesting, stayed on. He got her calmed down, rode her until she was tired and then I forced myself to get on her back and rode her around the ring as instructed. I pretended to be calm because I didn’t want to show misgivings and hurt the trainer’s feelings. Or appear anything but thrilled with my birthday present. But, I was afraid.

Summer graduated from Training School and returned home. But our relationship was changed. Because I knew if she ever bucked that hard with me, I’d be a goner.

Today DH’s family joined us on the farm for a barbeque and DH’s nephews wanted to ride the horses. Marc, is an experienced rider and he rides Summer on every visit. I think he likes knowing of her wicked past and knowing he is skilled enough to deal with it.

Steven rode Skipper, formerly known as the “one anybody can ride”.

Steven was holding Skipper to a walk and Summer got ahead. Which wouldn’t have been a huge problem except Marc wanted to go faster and Steven still wanted to walk. That’s when disaster struck. Skipper wanted to run too. He reared and did some wimpy bucks. There was no danger of Steven being thrown. But, he was nervous and done riding.

Steven got off. Now Skipper was proud as punch. Nostrils flaring, he pranced when I lugged myself up into the saddle cursing (in my head) that I was wearing my too tight skinny jeans.  But, no way was I going to reward him for his antics. Skinny jeans and hot sun notwithstanding, we were going to walk, trot and canter around the enclosure until Skipper didn’t care which horse was first.

And we did.

Summer, I am proud to say, was a perfect lady the whole time.

blog-pictures-5-021.jpg Summer talks & gives kisses.

For dinner we had grilled pork chops, pasta salad with tomatoes, cucumbers and onions with sour cream, green beens from the garden, sweet corn from Mrs. Weaver’s vegetable stand, coleslaw (from the grocery deli) and cherry pie (from our farmer’s market).

dsc00320.jpg Getting the cucumbers and onions ready.

SOUR CREAM CUCUMBERS

Sour cream cucumbers are a popular dish at midwest family gatherings. They always make me think of summer and my mother’s garden.

2 large cucumbers peeled and sliced

1 onion sliced into rings

3/4 cup sour cream

3 tablespoons cider vinegar

2 tablespoons sugar

salt and pepper to taste

In a bowl combine the cucumber and onion. Combine remaining ingredients and pour over cucumbers. Mix well. Chill.

 UPDATE: Rockyroadoflove has suggested an old southern method to make these cucumbers more crisp and flavorful. She uses salted ice water and says it works wonders for cucumbers. My cucumbers were good as they were, but I think Rockyroadoflove’s technique will make them even better.

Rockyroadoflove’s cucumber article is here:
http://rockyroadoflove.wordpress.com/2007/08/14/marinated-cucumbers-in-sour-cream/

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Sour cream cucumbers with mixed herbs sprinkled over them.

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Pasta salad with fresh tomatoes and creamy parmesan dressing.

I cheated with my pasta and used a box of Betty Crocker’s Suddenly Pasta mix. I followed the directions on the box and then added fresh, lightly salted cut up tomatoes. I sprinkled herbs over them also, hoping they would look more homemade.

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The green beans are snapped and ready and the corn is being shucked.

  1. risingrainbow’s avatar

    Sounds like you did a great job of dealing with the trouble. Good for you! Teaching them to not do the herd bound thing and keep up with the other horses when they have a rider on their back can be tricky sometimes with even with what you think is the best trained horse. Instinct is a powerful thing.

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  2. merrimerri’s avatar

    The cucumbers look so good! I will have to try that..
    Funny it is VERY like the Greek dish Tzatziki (but that is with yogurt, and no onions!)

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  3. jolynna’s avatar

    Hi Risingrainbow,

    Thanks. I hate that he reared. He’s been so good. But, I think you are right about instinct. Because he was previously a child’s horse, I think I didn’t take into account that how frisky even a mature horse can be upon occasion.

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  4. jolynna’s avatar

    Hi Merrimerri,

    The cucumbers were good. And we have so many. We have gotten at least 40 from ONE PLANT. And they are still growing. Everyone we know has gotten cucumbers from us.

    I’ll try the recipe with yogurt and without onions. What do you usually serve with it?

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  5. Quasar9xtra’s avatar

    Nice blog, great pics, refreshing
    Lobe the header of Turkey Creek Lane

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  6. merrimerri’s avatar

    I guess any thing that you would the original recipe?!
    I am not sure.
    In Greece they put it with their gyro’s (usually it’s lamb(sometimes beef) pieces on a spit, then combined with yummy pieces of green pepper and tomato wrapped in a pita shell.
    hmm I am getting hungry…lol

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  7. jolynna’s avatar

    I love gryo’s you are making me hungry, too, LOL.

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  8. jolynna’s avatar

    Thank you for your kind words Quasar9xtra! That is a picture my husband took of the creek bordering our farm. My husband wants to take pictures from the same location showing what the creek looks like in all 4 seasons.

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  9. Simply Marvelous’s avatar

    Beautiful horses !

    Need to remember to eat before viewing your site. Everything looks so delicious.

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  10. jolynna’s avatar

    Thanks Simply Marvelous,

    I love cooking…sometimes too much. But, our garden this year is a booming success, so hopefully there will be more fresh produce recipes and less of the desserts I love. (much, much too much)

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  11. lvmg (Lizzy)’s avatar

    Lovely horses, and lovely site. The cucumbers must be wonderfully refreshing in summer.

    My daughter is crazy about horses, and she loved the pictures (she just turned three).

    Thanks for visiting my site 😉

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  12. imagineannie’s avatar

    Your feast looks delicious; my mother-in-law makes cucumbers like that, and we love them. I learned the “Jewish Hungarian” cuke salad which involves vinegar and sugar instead of sour cream. I like both.

    As for the horses: when I was a girl, I was in love with horses (not uncommon, I know) and read every Marguerite Henry book a million times. My best friend and I set up show rings in the yard where we pretended we were both horse (bottom half) and rider (top) and walked, trotted, cantered, and jumped all day in the summer. When I finally got to go to riding camp to learn to ride real horses, I loved the grooming and saddling (and patting and loving), but was kind of terrified of actual riding that went any faster than a walk. I guess I wanted horse-pets. Your Skipper and Summer are beautiful, and I have a feeling that at my advanced age, I could actually learn to ride…but not on a horse with anything to prove!

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  13. barngoddess’s avatar

    posting that pic of the cukes is mean! now I have a major jonesing going on for sour creme cukes!!!!!!! they look delicious.

    good for you! getting on and showing Skipper who is boss. If you would have let him get away with it, it would have only gotten worse.

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  14. jolynna’s avatar

    Imagine Annie,
    There is nothing wrong with horse pets. Mine are close to that, I mostly take my time and do trails when I ride. And they are like dogs following us everytime we are in the fields or barn wanting to know what is going on.

    Despite Skipper’s badness the other day, a horse like that would work for you. He was a child’s horse before he became mine.

    Barngoddess,

    This is my first good gardening year, so I am thrilled to be getting produce to use in recipes. Running out to see if something new is ripe is the first thing I do every day.

    You are right that Skipper would have gotten worse if he had been allowed to get away with being bad. He practically had a swagger he was so proud after he scared away DH’s nephew.

    But, he’s basically a good boy. And his bad was pretty wimpy. With the weather here getting cooler that day before a rain, he was feeling good.

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