The blind Post classified news February edition 2021

The Blind Post classified news
From and for the blind and visually impaired.

February 12, 2021
Current subscribers to date: 1,198

Contents for this month’s issue:

From the editor, by Lori Motis.
New! Readers questions and answer section: Self-tanning lotions?
New and used.
Wanted, to trade, or to give away.
Services and training.
Business and employment opportunities.

This month’s articles:

Blind people talking: The Princess Kitty by Judy Heavrin.
Blind man walking: 3 core ideas that I am exploring by Joshua Loya.
Driving Miss Donna: “Just Call Me Audio Descriptive” By Lynn Anderson.
Living with low vision: That Magic White Stuff by Donna Williams.
Tips and tidbits from the Food Lady: Salmon recipes!
Yarn, hook and needle: About me, future article ideas By Greg Capps.

From the editor:

Happy February! Happy Valentine’s Day! And there are only 28 days in this month! No Leap year this year!
I hope all of you are staying safe and cozy. The snow is falling here and will continue for the next few days. It has been a while since we had some that
stuck to the ground this winter. It is sort of nice. I must remember my boots and try to keep my feet warm. This kind of snow seems to be very wet as opposed
to the nice powdery soft snow.
I apologize for getting this edition out a little late. I have been dealing with a bad fibromyalgia flare due to the weather system. It takes the fun out
of working on the computer. I will upload the news to the website today but may not get to the formatting of the html for the headings and emails and websites
until tomorrow or the next day.

Update on my sleep study. It went well enough with all those cords connected to me. I have moderate to severe sleep apnea. I go back in a couple weeks
for another overnighter to get the correct c-pap machine fitted. I sure hope I can use one. I have been learning about all kinds of machines. I am told
it will help me feel better, lower my blood pressure and I will lose weight. I mostly just want to finally get a good night’s sleep.

Thanks for all the prayers and messages that you have sent me. I appreciate hearing from all of you.

Lori AKA Food Lady

Lori Motis
Publisher & editor of the Blind Post classified news.
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Readers questions and answer section:

Please send me any responses you have for this subject and I will put them in the March news. Send them to

And now for our first

I don’t know if you would want to jazz up your magazine with a type of interactive question. I do have one if you want. Here it is.
I am sure glad I am not a moose. I think of all the wild game out there freezing their kishkas off. It also makes me think of us humans and how pale
faces become more pale in these winter months.
I think blind people care about how they look regardless of not seeing themselves. Therefor I can’t help but to wonder about self tanning lotions. They
started decades ago. At first there were complaints about getting orange tans. Now there are hundreds of products claiming to sport a whole range of
brown tans. I even found pills for sale purporting to give glowing tans without applying any lotion at all. Apparently the recommendation is for the
topical rather than the pills, according to my doctor.
The biggest problem for the self tanners has to do with blotchy skin. This can happen when the tan wears off. My doctor agreed with me about making sure
the application was done weekly in order to keep the skin from becoming blotchy as the tan wears off.
Anyway, for me this is all theoretical. Maybe some of your members have experience with this. You think it is worth asking everybody as a winter question?

Food Lady’s answer:

Well, what do you all think? Have you tried any of these products? I did a couple of years ago. A friend of mine told me she used a tanning product on
her face, arms, and legs at the very beginning of spring when she started wearing short sleeves and short pants. It helped her to feel better to not have
an extremely white complexion. I think this dates back to the 60s and 70s when in California, and maybe elsewhere, you didn’t want to show your pale skin
on the beach or in short skirts without some sort of a tan. Anyway she helped me get the same product she used. It was a Neutrogena product and they have
different tanning levels from light tan to dark bronze. I found it easy to apply on my face, neck, arms, and legs. I was told to apply it after a shower
for a few days in a row. You can skip a day or so, but it might begin to fade. I got comments from my sister wondering how I got so tan and a week, and
the grocery checker went as far as to warn me to be careful about getting too much sun. I might try it again this spring too.
I had bought another brand, Jergen’s, glowing and skin firming, but I did not like the smell or the feel of it on my skin.
Food Lady

Let’s hear from you now.

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from beginning guide to seasoned veteran, the author went from starting college to embarking on her long marriage and her impressive working life.
Each of the author’s nine guide dogs thus far is described in loving detail: what it looked like, what unique personality traits it had, and why it had
to retire from guiding. Age, illness, a tragic accident, and more—each required a return for the author to The Seeing Eye ®, the country’s oldest guide
dog school. The beautiful German Shepherd pictured on the cover of the book with the author is her ninth dog, Enzo.
In prose and poetry, Noriega describes not just her loyal canine companions, but also the family she was born into, her children and grandchildren, details
about her years in college as a blind student, and her subsequent work experience. While she accentuates the positive, she does not shy away from letting
us know that there have been more than a few negatives in her life, too, including episodes of abuse and discrimination.
Experienced guide dog handlers will find much here that is movingly familiar to them. Those who have never walked beside such a marvelous companion will
benefit greatly from learning what the dogs are trained to do, how they need to be cared for, and how observers should and should not interact with them.
Touches of humor lighten almost every chapter, and the book ends with three imaginative, amusing skits in which the players are all guide dogs.
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Eyes on success shows and podcasts:

2104 Eric Damery and His Career (Jan. 20, 2021)
Eric Damery has had a long career in the field of assistive technology and is currently VP of Software Product Management at Freedom Scientific, a Vispero
company. Hosts Nancy and Peter Torpey talk with Eric about how he got started in the field and how he worked to bring these technologies to people with
vision loss around the world.

2105 Eric Damery and the Changing Field of Assistive Technology (Jan. 27, 2021)
Hosts Nancy and Peter Torpey continue their conversation from last week with Eric Damery, VP of Software Product Management at Freedom Scientific, a Vispero
company. This week they discuss how the marketing and distribution of assistive technologies for people with vision loss have evolved over his long career
in the field.

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Blind people talking: Stories from readers.

The Princess Kitty

by Judy Heavrin

Hello! My name is Princess Leia. I am not a royal princess, but I am a very special kitty. I am named after a lady who was in a story that my humans like
very much. She is very smart, very brave, and very pretty, just like me. I have soft black fur and green eyes. I am pretty big (one lady who visits here
sometimes calls me Fat Cat, but I think she's just teasing.)
In this home there are a man and a lady who treat me like I'm very special. They always keep my food and water dishes full. I have a nice big box that
I can use for my bathroom. I have a box filled with all kinds of toys, and sometimes my humans play with me. In their bathroom they have a thing called
a vent that I am allowed to lie down on. I stay in there when I get cold because warm air comes out of it sometimes, and it feels really good. On cold
nights, they let me jump up onto the bed and lie on the covers down by their feet. I can go anywhere in the house that I want except for one place. They
get very upset when I jump onto the kitchen table. They squirt me with water or yell at me until I jump down. I think they're afraid I might try to steal
their food; but I wouldn't, hmmm, would I?
Anyway, now I'm ready to tell my story. It's about the way I got a good home, and found out that I am a princess kitty. I really don't remember much about
my life before I found my humans. At first I was just a kitten living with other kittens and a Mama Kitty. One day some people came and got me and took
me to their house. They called me their pet; and I guess they treated me okay. But they didn't talk to me or play with me much.
One day they let me outside to play and chase birds. It was a nice warm day; and I had great fun just running and playing and being a kitty. Then it got
dark and I got hungry. I went to my house, but I didn't see my humans anywhere. I went onto the porch, and hit on the door real hard with my paw and meowed,
But no one came.
That night, and for many days and nights I just ran around outside, looking for food, and looking for my humans. I ate lizzards and mice, and whatever
I could find. Then one day I heard two lady humans talking. Oh, look at that pretty kitty." one of them said. "Look, it has a collar. Wonder who it belongs
to." "You know, some people moved out the other day. I bet they just left her." "Yeah, another abandoned cat."
I guess they were talking about me. Bandoned, they called me. A bandoned cat with no home. I guess bandoned means I have to look out for myself like Mamma
Kitty taught me.
So, with no place to stay, I just went where I wanted, and did what I wanted. I found food, chased squirrels, and played with other cats. One day a big
dog came up to me, barking and growling. I stood there and hissed at him. Then I turned and ran away. Who needs to hang around a mean animal like that!
Sometimes I would jump upon a human's porch and take a nap. Once in awhile, a door would open, and a nice human would bring me a bowl of milk, or some
kitty food. One day when I was walking, I saw two humans sitting on a thing that would go back and forth. (I later found out it is called a glider.) These
humans were just talking and talking. I walked up to where they were, and still they kept talking and talking. They didn't look around to see me, so I
just jumped up onto the glider. The man human patted me and said "Hi there, Kitty." The lady patted me too and said friendly things. I let them pat me
and talk to me for awhile. Then I got hungry and went looking for food.
Over the next few days I kept thinking about the glider humans, their friendly voices, and the touch of their hands on my fur. I went back to see them
again; and during the hot summer and the chilly fall, I would drop by once in awhile.
One evening when it was starting to get dark, I went to visit the humans. They kept patting me and telling me how soft and pretty I am. Suddenly I began
to make a plan. When he patted me, I started purring real loud. This made the man really happy, and he kept saying that I was so nice, and so pretty, and
so friendly. "Hey, I did it." I thought. now they will let me be their kitty. But after awhile, they got up and went into their house. They said nothing
about letting me share their home. "Well," I sighed, "Maybe someday."
Before long, the warm days got cooler, and the nice cool days turned into bitter cold. Snow fell on the ground. I was hungry a lot; but mostly I just wanted
to get warm and find shelter. One night, I went onto the nice humans' porch, and stretched out on their glider. The man came out and put something over
me that made me warm. "Here's some cover."he said. Then the lady came out; and they both patted me and talked to me. I knew they felt really sorry for
me. How I wished they would take me into that nice warm house. But alas,they went inside and closed the door.
Then, the very next day, everything changed. I saw two lady humans that I didn't know going onto the porch. One was carrying a big bag of kitty food. The
other had a bathroom box and some litter stuff to put in it. Then, the house door opened, and the man human came out. He picked me up, opened the door,
and set me down on the floor. And somehow I knew that at last I had found a home. The man showed me my bathroom, and my food and water bowls. I just ran
around and explored, and was very happy and excited.
Everything was great except for one thing. I was a cat with no name. They thought of all kinds of names; Noel because it was almost Christmas, and Frost,
because I was black and it was Winter. Then, the man thought about how he liked the Star Wars movie. "Kitty," he said. "Your name is Princess Leia." They
just called me Leia most of the time. But they knew I was deserving of respect, and that my name suited me perfectly.
It took me awhile to get used to my two humans. Something about them was different, They never really looked at me and they didn't ever meet my eyes. I
had to learn to meow at them or rub against them before they would notice me, and I had to meow at them so they wouldn't step on me. But other than those
things, I think I picked some good humans.
So that's my story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed telling it.

Blind Man Walking

By Joshua Loya

Last month I drew from my reading of Joseph Campbell and the idea of the hero’s journey. I talked about how we have endured up to this point. We may not
be unscathed or uninjured, but we are still here. I also talked about 3 core ideas that I am exploring that transcend politics, religion, and other aspects
of the human experience that tend to be divisive. They are as follows.
1. Love deeply.
2. Live fully.
3. Craft compelling stories that can be told for ages.
Love fully.
I have written about love before. I am not an expert on it, but I know that, as my capacity for love increases, my ability to weather the storms of life
also increases. I have tried to live as if on an island, to keep my personal darkness from impacting others. That only served to make me more miserable,
isolated, and more likely to have toxic interactions with those close to me. The importance of human connection has been made more apparent, even as our
culture has become more divided. I could go into more detail, but I want to keep things simple. My guidelines on love are as follows. It applies to loving
ourselves as much as it applies to loving others. If there is sufficient interest, I can revisit this in a future article.
1. I want the best for you.
2. I want to be the best for you.
3. I want you to have transcendent joy.
The last thing that I will say on love is that is as important to love ourselves as much as it is to love other people. If your empathetic gas tank is
on empty, you will wear yourself down, and your ability to fully love others will be diminished.
Live fully.
I am not an atheist, but I did go through a period where I seriously questioned the existence of God. At first, this sent me into a very deep period of
depression. One of the things that helped me tremendously is a reflection on the following. If God does not exist, then this life is all we have, and we
must live it and experience all the riches available to us. If God does exist, life is a gift, and we might as well enjoy all the treasure God has given
Go outside. Enjoy a good book. Try something new, especially if it is a little scary. Learn a new skill. Lift weights, do yoga, or find something fun and
physical that helps build resilience. Be intentional about conversations with friends and strangers alike. The possibilities are endless.
Craft compelling stories that can be told for ages.
I listen to Joe Rogan’s podcast quite a bit. He has said, on several occasions, “Be the star of your own movie.” If you live your life as if you are part
of a grander story, it can help provide a sense of meaning purpose, even when support structures and long held beliefs faulter. Crafting a story on purpose
can help limit feelings of regret when reflecting on prior decisions or missed opportunities. For my part, it has helped me pick myself back up when I
fall. Scars may give evidence of trauma, but they are only present on those of us who are still alive.
I am happy to elaborate further on any of these concepts in future articles. I welcome questions via email and my various social media channels. To email
me, send a message to
If you search for Joshua Loya or Joshua The Jedi, you will find me on most social media networks, including
Clubhouse. Thanks for reading. Remember, adventure is a state of mind. How you live it is up to you.

Driving Miss Donna

“Just Call Me Audio Descriptive”

(Episode 13)
by: Lynn Anderson

About 10 years ago when Donna first started to lose her vision due to Wet Macular Degeneration, and also Dry Macular Degeneration, there weren’t as many
helps for someone with central vision loss. There were devices for making print huge on computer screens, where you could pretty much have one letter cover
the entire screen, or a Ruby device or a reading device, but those didn’t help as much in real life situations.
When we would be out in public (back in
the days when you could still be out in public and not have half of your face covered by a mask), Donna would ask me who was coming up to talk with her,
because she couldn’t see faces. In movie theaters, I would read aloud any information that would print out on the screen, much to the delight of other
movie goers, I’m sure. I would also describe action sequences that Donna couldn’t see, tell her who the characters were, and who was doing what. I did
receive a lot of “shhhs” from the audience, but I went on undeterred.
I was also the chief descriptive person for her when we went to plays (remember when there used to be plays, around other people?), concerts, award dinners
and so on. I got to be pretty good at capturing the action, relaying story lines and adding my own flair to any event that I felt was lacking pizzazz!
I thought I was pretty good! Donna would often times tell me that she could follow the storyline, and that I didn’t really need to be quite so loud in
my descriptions, but I was unstoppable. Surely, she had to be joking! So, on I went, spicing up dull movies and plays, adding a running commentary to concerts
and putting a different spin on all events! Those were the days!
But then I got replaced. In spite of all of my colorful narratives, it turns out that there was something called Audio Descriptive that was taking away
my limelight! What was this thing and how could it possibly do a better job than me? I know, pretty crazy! I had my first insight into this new beast when
Donna and I went to see an action movie, “Aquaman”, at the theater. Donna adjusted the headphones, turned a bunch of nobs and buttons and then settled
in to watch the movie with a huge smile on her face. Hmm, I thought, she’s just pretending to be happy. That thing can’t truly replace the talented and
insightful descriptions that I provided. Throughout the movie I kept tapping her on the shoulder and providing my own descriptions to the movie, and she
kept looking at me with a funny look on her face, tapping the headphones to remind me that she could hear everything just fine. Finally, at the end of
the movie she took off the headphones and asked me why I kept interrupting the movie? “Well,” I said, “to do the descriptive, of course,” I answered as
though anyone could figure out something so obvious. “I had the audio descriptive, and it was telling me a lot more than you might think,” she said. “You’re
just saying that,” I responded, full of sorrow and pity, but my sad tone didn’t work. “No, it was great! Not only could I follow the action, but it also
gave me the names of all of the sea creatures. I probably learned things that you didn’t know about!” She kept on enthusing about this pretender to the
throne of leader of audio descriptive so I just had to let it go. For now. What could I say? She was obviously wrong, but I didn’t really want to hurt
her feelings!
But I was justified the next time we went to see a movie and took our friend Bevie along with us. We all got our popcorn and treats, I got Donna and Bevie
seated in the theater and then went out to get the audio descriptive headphones for both of them. They both put on their headphones, fiddled with the buttons,
and nothing. Both sets were dead. I guess that they had forgotten to charge the headphones! I ran back out to the counter and let the young man know the
problem. He checked them out and gave me another two sets of headphones. Donna and Bevie adjusted the buttons, turned the knobs, and once again the headsets
were dead. Woo hoo, I was back in business! I gleefully described the movie, again much to the delight of the other patrons I’m sure, who had to be super
thrilled to get a running commentary on the movie. What a blast!
No matter how much I had improved in my story telling adding even more flare to my running commentary, my time as audio descriptive was quickly coming
to an end. Apparently, someone lacking in vision and sensitivity talked with our local theater about keeping the headphones charged. Since that fateful
time, the headphones have been fully charged, and it has never again been a problem. Donna loves going to the movies, loves hearing the descriptive and
is happy that the other movie goers are no longer giving us the evil eye. I still have a tendency to interrupt her with a deeper insight into the movie
than what the descriptive provides, but I’m afraid that even I have finally had to give up my ill-fated career in this area.
The only hope I clung to, was watching movies at home. I could still provide audio descriptive to the movies we watched, but then even the streaming services
began to add audio descriptive to the movies. Donna asked me to watch a movie with her recently with the audio turned on, and I reluctantly agreed. Reluctantly!
Why should I agree to listen to a device that took away my platform for brilliant performance? Why would anyone do that? Well, I had to admit that I actually
enjoyed the audio descriptive, and that I learned things about the movie that I wouldn’t have known had I just been viewing the movie without the descriptive.
I couldn’t let Donna know that, because then she might be able to say I told you so, but eventually I had to let her know. Sigh….
Not every movie has audio descriptive, and not every streaming service uses it, but as more and more services adopt this technology, my audio descriptive
career is kaput. I knew for sure I was doomed when my all-time favorite Christmas movie, “White Christmas” had audio descriptive added. Even Bing Crosby
and Rosemary Clooney turned on me! Traitors!
As an aside, I just realized that this article is Episode 13! Is that something I should be concerned about? Should I just take a stand and change the
number to Episode 14? You know, just to make sure? So many things to think about!!!

Living with low vision

That Magic White Stuff

By Donna Williams

Until this week we’ve had a pretty quiet winter. Sure we’ve had cold spells and a little rain but not that white stuff. Today is the second of 2 storms
we’ve had in one week. The first left us with quite a bit of snow but this one is smaller. I was unable to get groceries before the first one came so
I had to make due with what I had. A day afterward my Mom went to the store. She ended up getting me bread. Unfortunately it wasn’t the multi-grain kind
I usually get. Instead I had to settle for white bread. Of course there were no hamburger rolls. I like having them to make chicken or fish sandwiches.

In fact grocery day has traditionally become chicken sandwich night. There is nothing more satisfying then opening a brand new pack of rolls and eating
a chicken patty on one while it’s fresh. I did eventually get the groceries I needed but waiting to see what the storm would do probably wasn’t our best
Cleaning up after storms like these is no fun either. Fortunately I live in an apartment and the owner is responsible for making sure snow is shoveled.

I am so thankful for this especially today. We are getting the heavy wet kind and tonight temps are going to tumble. Anything we have on the ground is
going to freeze solid.
Despite the hazards and inconveniences caused by snow it can be magical too, especially for kids. I used to love missing school for a snow day. If we
had the right kind my Mom would take us to a hill down the street from our house and we’d go sledding. I had enough vision to slide down by myself. My
Mom would just position me so I wouldn’t hit anyone at the bottom and she’d tell me to go straight. Another thing friends and I did is go across the street
to the field. In the center there was always a mud puddle which would freeze solid. We’d slide back and forth across it really fast. It’s a wonder we didn’t
fall and crack our heads open. When my Mom finally figured out what we were doing over there she put a stop to it.
I also loved eating snow.
You wouldn’t catch me doing it now but when you are a kid you are blissfully unaware of all that goes out and up into our environment. Today I’d be afraid
of what I’d be ingesting if I took a bite of a snow ball.
Now that I’ve reminisced about snowy days as a child I’d like to share some of my memorable interactions as an adult.
One day a friend and I decided to go to the mall despite the rain. We did our shopping and decided to get something to eat. While we were enjoying our
lunch these two ladies were having an animated conversation about cleaning off one of their cars. You couldn’t help hearing them talk because their voices
were so loud. I didn’t pay too much attention until one of them said something about the parking lot being totally white. They were sitting near the window
and since I knew they could see outside I interrupted their conversation to ask what they meant. At that point the one who was talking the loudest realized
that my friend and I were both blind. She said in one of the loudest voices I’ve ever heard: “Oh honeys there’s a couple of inches of snow on the ground.”
Sure enough when we walked outside our feet sunk right into the powder. My friend said in a panicked voice: “What happened to the rain?”
She was frantic wondering what we were going to do. I told her we’d find the bus and go home. Easier said then done. I wasn’t able to find the bus stop
until I saw our bus pulling out of the mall parking lot. We missed it so we had to wait an hour. When we eventually did get off at the stop closest to
where I lived all I could see was a world of white. We began walking home and yet I felt as though something was off. Cars seemed to be driving awfully
close to us and a few beeped. I guess I some how moved us further away from the grass line because next thing I knew all the cars were beeping at us as
they passed. Finally a neighbor saw what was happening and he came running. We learned that we were actually walking down the middle of the street.
Another time I decided it would be a great idea to visit a friend who lived out of state. It wasn’t snowing on the day I left but we’d had a blizzard
a few days prior to when I was planning to travel. I knew I’d have to take my time however I was determined that the snowstorm wasn’t going to ruin my
visit. I was about halfway to the train station when I came upon an intersection that was totally blocked. I realized the only way to get across the street
was to climb up the snow bank and then climb down the other side. I was successful getting to the top however as soon as I attempted to climb down into
the street the snow bank collapsed and I began to slide. I fell on my butt and slid that way from one side of the street to the other. I then encountered
the same problem on the other side. I started climbing and suddenly the whole snow bank caved in. I ended up doing a summersault onto the pavement which
was still covered with snow. I was moving with such momentum that I ended up in the middle of someone’s yard. I did finally get to my friend’s house safely
and I was fortunate that a friend was available to take me home.
Now that memory makes me laugh but at the time I don’t mind telling you I was really scared of ending up hurt.
And here’s one more quick one. A friend and I were going to dinner after a big snow storm. The pavements were clear but snow was piled up near the curb.

As we walked and talked I Suddenly noticed my friend sounded as though he were several feet taller then his usual height. I stopped walking and looked
over at him. To my dismay I saw him walking along the top of a huge snow bank. He started complaining that the sidewalk wasn’t shoveled and I burst out
laughing. He continued his rant stating that it wasn’t funny because someone could slip and fall. By this time I was clutching my belly. It took all I
had to stop laughing long enough to tell him that he was actually on top of a snow bank near the curb. Then I asked him: “What do you think you’re king?”
Lol. Now sometimes he refers to himself as the “snow bank master.”
I sure hope all this cold weather disappears swiftly once April comes. I don’t want it to snow on my birthday. One year it did and despite that a friend
and I decided to keep our breakfast tradition alive. We took a train to our favorite restaurant only to find out it was closed. Maybe since I’ve written
about all these snow events Mother Nature will reward us all with the warmth of an early spring. I don’t know what the groundhog predicted but I know what
I hope for.
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Tips and tidbits from the Food Lady

Salmon recipes!

This month, I decided to give you several salmon recipes that are delicious and heart healthy. You can substitute some of the ingredients to fit your particular
diet. I love them the way they are. I use mostly pasture raised eggs and butter, and organic whole milk. There are also many gluten free choices for flour
and bread crumbs available in grocery stores. I hope you will enjoy this mix of easy salmon recipes.

Salmon Loaf Recipe

1 can (16 ounces) salmon, drained
2 cups soft bread crumbs
2 eggs, lightly beaten
1/2 cup milk or evaporated milk
2 tablespoons finely chopped onion
1 tablespoon dried parsley flakes
1 teaspoon salt
dash pepper
Mash salmon; combine with remaining ingredients and put in a buttered loaf pan about 9 x 5 x 1-inch. Bake at 350° for 45 minutes, or until loaf is firm.
Serves 4.

Salmon Patties 1

1 can (16 ounces) salmon
1 small onion, finely grated (use juice and pulp)
3 tablespoons minced fresh parsley
pepper to taste
2 large eggs, well beaten
1 to 1 1/2 cups fine dry bread crumbs
3 tablespoons butter
Turn salmon and liquid into a medium mixing bowl. Flake with a fork, removing OR mashing any bones (they are edible). Mix in grated onion, parsley and
Mix beaten eggs with salmon. Add enough bread crumbs, about 1/2 to 3/4 cup, to make thick enough to shape into 12 small patties. Roll patties in 1/2 cup
bread crumbs. In a large heavy skillet over low heat, melt 2 tablespoons of butter; add patties. Fry patties slowly on one side; add remaining butter,
turn patties and fry until brown on the other side.
Serves 6.


16 ounces pink salmon, canned
1 egg
1/3 cup onion, minced
1/2 cup flour
1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 1/2 cups vegetable oil, for frying
Drain salmon. Set aside 2 Tablespoons juice in mixing bowl. Mix together salmon, egg, and onions until sticky. Stir in flour. Add baking powder to juice,
then stir into salmon mixture. Form into small patties. Fry until golden brown (about 5 minutes).
Serving Size: 4

Salmon Quiche

1 Small onion chopped
1/2 C. mushrooms chopped
1 Tbsp. parsley chopped
1/2 C. mayonnaise
1 Can salmon drained and flaked
1/4 C. half and half
1/8 Tsp. salt
1/4 Tsp. pepper
1/4 Tsp. garlic salt
1 Tsp. prepared horseradish
1 Tsp. Worcestershire sauce
3 eggs beaten
1 C. shredded Swiss cheese
Line a 9-inch quiche dish or pie plate with pastry, recipe of your choice or use already made crust; trim
excess pastry around edges and flute. Prick bottom and sides
of quiche shell with a fork. Bake at 425 degrees for 10 to 12 minutes.
Combine remaining ingredients, except cheese, stirring
well; set aside. Sprinkle 1/2 cup cheese into pastry shell;
top with salmon mixture. Bake at 375 degrees for 50 minutes.
Sprinkle remaining cheese over quiche and bake 5 additional minutes.
Yield: 1 (9-inch) pie.

Salmon Au Gratin

2 tablespoons butter
2 tablespoons flour
2 cups milk
14.75 ounce can of salmon drained
1 cup bread crumbs
1 cup cheddar cheese grated
In a saucepan, make a sauce with the butter flour and milk.
Simmer until the sauce is smooth and thick, stirring with a whisk or spoon.
Remove from heat.
Add salmon and mix well. Pour into a greased casserole dish.
Cover the top with bread crumbs and cheese.
Bake at 350 degrees until brown on the top.
About 15 to 20 minutes.
Serves 3 to 4.

Air Fryer Salmon

Super simple
Less than 20 minutes
Crispy on the outside and moist on the inside.

Two fillets wild caught salmon
If frozen, place in fridge overnight or Defrost in bowl of water. Takes about ten minutes or so.
Remove from package and put them in a glass dish or plate and pat dry with paper towels.
Brush a small amount of olive oil on all sides.
Sprinkle them on both sides with sea salt, garlic powder, and ground black pepper.
Preheat air fryer at 380degree or 400 for three minutes.
Spray air fryer basket after it is preheated.
Place the salmon in basket allowing enough room so that they do not touch each other.
Cook for about 7 minutes, thermometer should read 145 degrees.
Add wedge of lemon when serving for added brightness.

Food Lady

Yarn, hook and needle Crafts

By Greg Capps

Hello everyone. Welcome to another craft column. Last month, Food Lady announced that I (Greg Capps) will be writing the craft column after the passing
of Phyllis Campbell. She was a great writer and crafts person and is missed. I’ll endeavor to be half as good as she was at this post. I’ll need your help.
I live in North Carolina and first learned to crochet at the NC School for the Blind as a young student. I mostly enjoy simple projects
that don’t require a lot of thought because crochet is a time when I tend to just let my thoughts wander or I get wrapped up in a good audio book. I do
not knit though. It just somehow doesn’t connect in my brain (big smile).
I host 3 groups on
My craft group is Accesscrafts. I have a recipe exchange list—Blindrecipeexchange. And, a list for the free exchange of anything legal between visually
impaired folks. It includes books, aids, or anything that somebody finds in a drawer that they no longer use. All exchanges must be free. Contact me for
more information. I also read, work and play with my guide dog, stay outside as much as I can, and in general stay quite busy.
I need your help with this column. My e-mail address is always at the top of the column so feel free to contact me. It is
so you have it handy. What do you want this column to be? What crafts would you like to do and what types of projects? Shall I post patterns or how to
articles? Maybe you’d like me to feature some of the different sources of craft materials? Do you even read the column or wish this space were used for
something else? Got a pattern you’d like to share with the readers? Send it to me. I’m doing this column for you. So, please help me know what you need.
I thought this time I’ll share a project that I and my roommate have been working on all winter. We are making hats and scarves for our
local homeless population. So far, we have donated 107 hats and the same number of scarves. I’ll give you some general directions and if you want more
detailed ones, ask.
I crochet the scarves. For a solid color, I stitch a piece about 6 inches wide. If using double crochet, this equals about 15 stitches
with worsted yarn and a K hook. I make the scarf 48 inches long and go around the edge all the way around with double crochet with 3 stitches in each corner.
If I’m needing to put different colors in the scarf, I make it 130 stitches long and often make a first color 2 inches wide, change to a second color for
2 inches, and finish up with the original color for a final 2 inches. So, a total of 6 inches wide. I then go around the edge with the color used in the
middle putting 3 double crochets in each corner. If what I have is a smaller yarn, I may use 20 single crochet or may even put two strands together and
stitch as one. It depends on what I have.
My roommate loom knits the hats. This requires a number 5 or 6 yarn which is a bigger yarn. He does an e-wrap cast on, knits for 9 or so
inches, and closes with a drawstring cast off.
As I said, these are general directions. We use whatever yarn or scraps that we can get donated, accept donations of funds to buy especially the hat yarn,
and just do the best we can. That means making adjustments.
Initially we were funding the project ourselves. But, that got to be a bit much because I mentioned what we have given. But, we are out ahead of those
numbers with the making so when one of our donation spots needs more warm things, we have them ready to deliver. So, if anyone feels led to help in any
way, it is appreciated and we use sales and coupons and maximize our spending ability
everywhere we can. Any amount of yarn is always welcome too. Those leftovers you’ll never use can become somebody’s warmth.
This is just a little about what we are doing. Want to share what you do as a project with your crafting? Get in touch, stay in touch,
and help me fill the huge shoes left by Phyllis.

Greg Capps

This is the end of the February 2021 edition of the Blind Post classified news.

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