Another Delta Flight/Roasted Turkey Wrap with Havarti Cheese

  This time coming home from Santa Barbara, California I had the pleasure of seating with my oldest granddaughter, Madeline Grace, 12 but she quickly reminds me that in a couple of months she will be turning the magical number 13 !!!

We decided to stay in LA the night before our flight to save ourselves the early wake up call and two hour drive the next morning. But as luck would have it we missed the shuttle bus when we expected to leave and had to wait thirty more minutes. Thirty minutes we really didn’t have so rush, rush, rush.  Needless to say, no time to buy food for the flight. She doesn’t remember the last time she flew and the flight out was the “red eye”. So she was delighted to see a menu and was skillfully choosing her sandwich. She was telling me she’d take the chicken sandwich wrap but wanted the avocado and tomato left off, then she proceeded to say no mayo or cheese when I stopped her and said all the selections come premade and she’d have to take off what she didn’t want herself. After studying it a little longer she saw all she’d have left was the wrap and chicken so she thought she would choose another sandwich.

The roasted turkey sounded better because she wouldn’t have to take so much off. So she happily ordered that and when it came with spicy mustard to boot, she thought oh well, it’s too much trouble to unwrap and take off things so she ate it the way it came and said ” this is delicious!” I barely got even a sample. Now she wants us to try and make it at home. I hope the tomato flaxseed wraps won’t be too hard to find

All the flight attendants were such a good example for her too. She saw them passing out little flight pins to the children and helping the parents to settle their small ones making both parent and child happier. A young teenager traveling by himself was offered a meal you usually pay for to help him pass some time. So thank you Delta for another successful flight.



They call her generation the “greatest generation” and with good reason. People who were born around the 1920’s to 1930’s have such pride in their country. They salute the flag and stand and sing when they hear The National Anthem. They’ve seen war and depression. They stood in lines for essentials like bread and ladies hose, which were very important to the women of that day. They had to work hard for everything they had. So therefore, they appreciated everything they earned. When the fifties came along and everyone could take a deep breath and enjoy life, they did.


TV shows from then were The Donna Reed Show and Father Knows Best which showed mothers staying home and raising children and running the household. Mrs. Eleanor Spicer did this with ease. Even with keeping up with her children Stephen Craig and Anne Claire’s needs and washing and ironing before the iron free fabrics came out. She cooked every day and baked wonderful pies and cakes and cookies and breads. Depending on which day of the week you were there, you would see her counter fill up with the variety of her sugar creations. Friday was the day I often got to come over so I was lucky to get to sample many of her different baked things, that is if there were still some crumbs left!! One of my favorites is the zucchini nut bread. Here is her recipe written, of course, in her own handwriting.


Although Mrs. Spicer was very good at running her household, she was very involved in many other projects as well. She was an active member of the First Presbyterian Church in Circleville, Ohio and prepared some of her finest foods for functions there. She also managed to play bridge and we all know that’s not the easiest of card games. Eleanor enjoyed writing for the Historical Society and was a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution ( DAR ). She worked at the polls during elections and belonged to The Republican Party. But I have a favorite memory of a position she held and that was of my Girl Scout leader. She took this unpaid job, as I’m sure she did all of her other unpaid positions, very seriously! For us girls to earn any of our badges we had to do exactly as the book stated. I can remember hiking in the parks around Circleville, like Old Mans Cave and Deer Creek. If the book said three miles we didn’t walk even a few steps short of that either. We learned the importance of following rules and felt the pride when we completed the task. There were no badges for trying, only in completion. And I feel sorry for the kids today that get unearned trophies. They will never feel the pride I do, even today, when I look at my badges with such a sense of earned accomplishment. Thank you Eleanor Spicer for taking the time!


Here is another one of her family favorites, Apple Crisp.