Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Our favorite salad

So, we've been eating this salad for a while and I feel it's my duty to share it with you:

Arugla
Craisins
Candied Walnuts (get the ones from Trader's Joes)
Pear
French vinagrette (I like Brianne's - it has the artichoke on it)

Ummm.. cut up the pear, mix together, dump some dressing on, sit on your brother, enjoy.


Also, since we're talking about food, I should let you know that I may never buy pre-made tomato sauce again. This really was basic and awesome. And if you ever need someone to make 100 meatballs, I've got a name for you.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Snow Days

We've had a lovely holiday - got more than we deserved from Santa and didn't have to leave the house yesterday. It snowed a little for us just before Christmas, making everything white and Bing-like (and then it rained all day on Christmas Day giving me false hope that January won't be miserably cold, it will be mild and rainy).

Anyway, I was off all last week, so I dragged Suzy over to school on the sled to pick Harry up at the end of the day. She thought it was the best thing ever.

Now, the flaw in this plan, which I failed to realize before embarking upon it, was that I would have to pull BOTH of them home. Up little hills. Across fields. And my elbow may have detached. And my should may have separated. But they are awfully sweet, aren't they?

PS - we're making fresh pasta, meatballs and sauce today for 40 people. For the record, this was not my idea.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

When?

I don't know what happened. I wrote a nice note on 12/9, and here we are on 12/23. It only seems fair to tell you about the delicious fresh pasta we've been making, and the nice house guests who have helped make (and eat!) all the creamed butter and sugar that's in the freezer. I mean cookies.





Have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Disaster.

I thought it was a good idea to make caramel. (Ha. I just typed 'eat caramel' instead of make caramel. Subtle foreshadowing.) These cookies look so delicious. Honestly, how hard could it be?

I did my homework. The key is not to overcook it. Like this.

Ah. Much better.


But, oh, the humanity! Use the proper tools, girl! (Truly, I *should* be embarrassed to confess that I moved the metal bowl out of the way to grab this sweet pink one.)


Now it is time to be eternally thankful that your husband is upstairs reading a story to your son. And that your sister-in-law has called and is listening to the steady stream of profanity coming out of your mouth and asking 'is that going to be on the blog?' But it works out, because she puts your brother, the PhD materials engineer on to help you figure out how to remove sugar, corn syrup and plastic from your ceramic top stove without asking your husband for paint thinner.


But not to worry, it's all chemically incompatible with the ceramic on the stove. I was able to break the physical joints with ice, and since the ceramic isn't cracked, no chemical joints formed. (Look at all that materials knowledge. I even know what a polymer is.) The ice helped the burns on my fingers, too. But then the sweet, helpful brother, sensing the crisis is averted and his dear sister will remain married says, 'dry ice would work really well. You don't have any of that, do you?'

And I'm all out of heavy cream, too.

Friday, December 4, 2009

All soft

I love it when they wake up and their cheeks are still flushed from sleep and eyes are all soft around they edges. They even smell sweeter then. So, it is my fault if I cave once in a while and buy a horrible bag of the junk food overlords chocolate frosted donuts? Is the price too much to pay for this:

And, yes, people, I realize how ridiculously large and green that cup looks in this picture. Let's just say that my already weak photography skills are significantly handicapped before 7 am.