What is my idea of a perfect Sunday? Well, it starts off with some nasty weather that takes leaving the house off of your to-do list. Plenty of time in the kitchen coupled with a few hours of NPR listening is an added bonus. We topped it it all off with a Snowy Day walk with the kids. I was a very happy woman. Think my day couldn't get better? It did! My grandmother dropped off half of a home-made carrot cake and my house was reasonably clean because my little helper came on Friday. My dinner (made from left-over turkey) turned out delicious. Everyone loved my Turkey with Homemade Noodles. Tomorrow night is the Christmas parade, and I made White Lightening Turkey Chili. Would it be too nerdy to put it in thermoses for eating during the parade? I just might do it anyway, nerdiness be damned.
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1. My stomach, um, I've had four kids. Let's not even talk about my stomach. Holidays stress me out. Even Thanksgiving, which I love. Usually we have to leave home to go to a relative's house for dinner. Going anywhere with four kids is a hassle, let alone trying to bring food anywhere. I always offer to bring plenty, due to the many mouths I bring with me. Plus, when you have a reputation as a decent cook, one tends to get a wee bit vain about food. Anyway, Thanksgiving always sneaks up on me. Either the night before I find out that I'm missing some key ingredient or else I never really make my mind up about what I'm cooking until the morning of. Maybe I perform better under a little pressure, I don't know. This year I was in charge of bringing the nebullus "sweet potato dish". I didn't decide which direction I was going with the sweet tubers until one hour before our scheduled departure. What resulted was actually a really good dish. It's the best time of year movie-wise. The hard thing is finding enough quiet evenings to watch them all. It'll be hard, but it's my parental obligation to make sure my sons are exposed to this stuff. ABC Family network helps out a lot. If you check out their TV listings you can get all of the Rudolph and Frosty stuff taken care of. Wikipedia ruined my favorite movie for me. Every year since 1984 I have watched White Christmas, often before Thanksgiving. How I would love to live in Pine Tree, Vermont, watching the Haynes sisters rehearse and spending nights in the gingerbread cottages, roasting wieners in the lodge fireplace. What a simple, beautiful, stylish place and time. Throw in a couple of old soldiers and a little romance and you've got yourself a great movie. Vera Ellen, the actress who plays Judy Haynes has always fascinated me. Her dance routines in this movie are so graceful, her clothes so stylish, her waist so tiny. Vera's legs seemed to go on forever and her ankles were slimmer than a fawn's. With each viewing of White Christmas my sister Karen and I would marvel at her amazing body and dancing talent. What ever happened to Vera Ellen? Why don't I remember seeing her in any other movies? Wikipedia* to the rescue! What I discovered wasn't flattering, and it colors my enjoyment of the movie. Yes, wise reader, you've figured it out. Vera Ellen was a raging anorexic. Her illness was so severe that by the time she made White Christmas in her early 30's she had to wear outfits that covered her neck because she was aging so severely. Her anorexia ended her career. For twenty or more years I've viewed Vera Ellen as the cat's meow body-wise, and it's all been a fraud. Who the hell sleeps in pajamas with a Neru jacket? Why didn't I see her for what she was? Poor, sick woman. Poor sick me for idolizing a woman who's thin physique was the result of a deadly illness. Hey, at least she didn't have worms. *Follow the link to her biography on IMDB. 1. The last band I saw live was Mar Lee School Band (and before that, BNL). Doesn't that sound better than Brown Sauce? It's delicious and nutritious and I made it for dinner in my pressure cooker. My parents made this for the first time way back in the eighties when they were experimenting with Italian food. I googled it, and found a recipe for Salsa Bruna, but it was written in Italian. Looked the same to me. This is one of my husband's favorite dinners, and the kids like it too. I have made the same Toll House Cookies for years, and time after time they end up rather flat. Good, but flat. No more. I've discovered Alton Brown's Chewy Chocolate Chip Cookies. Melt the butter before creaming with the sugar? You must be joking. Use bread flower? No way! I mean it, no way. I don't have any bread flour. I gotta tell you, they were not any harder to make than my old stand-by and they really were much chewier. These cookies just have a lot more body. Love 'em. OMFG. I accidentally deleted my blog. Over a month's worth of writing gone. Gone. Gone. How did I do it? I accidentally renamed my blog page and then published some other junk over it. At least I think that's what happened. Snip, snip, let it go. |
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