Monday, June 8, 2009

Poetry, Ethel M and random post its from the edge...

Just a few days ago a friend of mine left me something delicious. I once mentioned I loved Ethel M toffee and, sure enough, it was on my doorstep. Have you tried this? Oh my. Add it to your list. It is scrumptious. The pretty toffee box came with a card with this in it:

There once was this one girl from Boston
Who had a house deal go rotten.
Now she's living like foxes
'Cause her things are in boxes
Wishing all could soon be forgotten...

Wish I could share the author's name, but alas . . . a warning in the card that says something like "Don't you dare share that poem with anyone!" Not something like that, it said exactly that. I would tell you what rhymes with her name but the last time I did that ("rhymes with Lavid") I was sort of spoken to.

Sigh. I have good friends. Just as important when you're older. Without question.

Sort of a segue...

This is how you make a cake when your house is packed up to move:

Crack 3 eggs into the bowl that microwaves popcorn. Open one 8 oz. can of water chestnuts. Throw out the water chestnuts and wash, rinse and dry the can. Use it as your measuring cup. Measure 1 cup of sugar into the eggs and use your fork to beat until frothy, thick and pale yellow (not so easy). Use that water chestnut can to measure out your flour, add to egg and sugar mixture, stir in 2 sticks of melted butter you've melted in those disposable red cups. Pour into new 8" square pan you purchased (even though you have four of them PACKED) and bake at 325 until golden brown.

No segue and other random things:

Last week I used my Boston parallel parking skills (oxymoron) to situate my car on the street next to my office. I like to park there because cars are broken into in the parking lot. Really. I digress. I hit the curb. Whoosh. I actually heard 'whoosh". I called AAA to come change that really flat tire (even though it was only flat on the bottom), a membership that never fails to pay for itself. AAA guy makes some crack about me failing the driving test (whatever). 6" gash in the sidewall. Somehow this turns into needing four new tires. Again, whatever.

No segue . . .

Somehow this turned into my significant other taking me to Brooks Brothers and buying me that navy blazer with gold buttons I've been lusting after for three years. No joke.

Really no segue . . .

Many former seminary students returning from missions. Many former seminary students getting married. Lots of invitations and busy Saturdays. It's been so fun. Also, I am old.

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Thursday, June 4, 2009

random notes and "every dog has his day"...

Let me tell you . . . life has been upside down. Still is. Lately we've been using words like "torture" and "hell" while trying to remember, it's just a house. It is JUST a house.

Today I went to pick up my mail and had a card from my cousin with a 'sorry things are so messed up' note followed by a 'remember when we sat on the Cape at 6 am every day?' We did. While everyone else slept we brought our vacation reading, a healthy supply of homemade Cape Cod donuts (mmmm, jelly sticks) and our beach chairs. And we read, side by side, bundled up in blankets, silent. Sigh. Such a memory. Bliss.

And then, as if the sentiment behind that note didn't do the trick, I saw inside the envelope two Cape Cod car decals. May I tell you? That little gesture (the note and the decals) made my day. Thoughtful. There was a time when I thought a souvenir was silly. No longer. If that decal brings me back to that week on the beach, sigh, it's all good.

Note to self: send someone I love a memento of a fun time shared.

No segue.

My Cook's Illustrated Magazine subscription is about to expire and I must let it go. A guilty and semi-expensive pleasure, I don't need it. But allow me to share a few fun things I've learned from this awesome periodical:

Defrosting Sandwich Bread - If you defrost your frozen bread at room temperature starch molecules form crystalline regions that end up absorbing the water. I've actually noticed this when defrosting those low carb Western bagels I love so much. The solution? Place the slice of bread (uncovered) on a plate and microwave on high for 15 to 25 seconds. It breaks down the starch and water molecules and leaves you with soft and ready to eat slice of bread.

This next trick I LOVE because I am crazy about pickles. Turns out I can recycle all that leftover pickle juice by adding thinly sliced onions and letting them marinate for a few days. Those pickled onions are awesome on hamburgers or even in salads. Brilliant.

Get this. Want a no drip ice cream cone? Dip the bottom of the cone in melted chocolate (dark, milk or white). Just place the cone upside down on a baking rack until the chocolate sets. Smart, yes?

That is all.

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