We made an effort to take it easy yesterday. At one point I began dusting, and #2 son insisted that I quit.
I did make lunch, and here it is, complete with leftovers from previous days (yeah, that cake was really not a hit), but I made no effort to talk while cooking.
The boys went out to get Nerf guns and spent most of the day engaged in combat, with me shrieking at them about the windows, the pottery, their eyes, the antique china, etc. The soundtrack for this was pretty simple: powpowpow pow pow powpowpowpow, “Boys!” maniacal laughter powpowpowpow pow thunk “Ow!” maniacal laughter…
I wondered aloud when they would outgrow such rough-housing, and was assured that it would be around age 40.
Inspired perhaps by the derring-do around the house, my husband showed #2 daughter how to use her newly-purchased rice pot.
This is the dangerous rice pot, which you may recall has been forbidden to the girls even though they were grownups.
The rice-cooking lesson encompassed not only the dangers of the steam and the boiling water, but also the dangers of the “hair” on the basket. My husband sanded the basket down so there would be fewer “hairs” around to give #2 daughter splinters.
There were also long disquisitions on how to ensure that the rice would be ready to cook when she got home from work, and how to store it, and things like that.
Here is the rice. We sent both sticky rice and sweet rice back with her, but I think that Elephant God rice was the best brand name. Why don’t we have names like this on American goods? I like having Happy Tiger and Healthy Boy and Elephant God brands in my house.
Why should we have to have things like Morton salt or Planar monitors or Best Choice flour, when we could have Virtuous Umbrella, Laughing Monkey, and Careful Muskrat?
We also took pictures for the Christmas cards, and I contemplated what gifts I might make for Christmas this year, because that is what we are told to do for this week of the HGP.
Usually by this time of year, I have seen some way cool idea somewhere, but this year I haven’t. If you have ideas for holiday gifts to make, I’d love to hear about it.
I did have another go at the Truffle Cups, since I had ganache left over, and they turned out prettier this time than they did yesterday. Maybe I will make elegant boxes of cookies and candies for people.
The other things to do this week are to thoroughly clean the living room, buy extra sugar and flour, and put a meal in the freezer. You are also to contemplate what is important to your family about Christmas, but this hasn’t changed significantly for me since last year, so I can skip that.
Just a friendly reminder that putting meals/cookies/candy/etc. in the freezer turned out last year to be in many ways a waste of your valuable time, since the boys [see Nerf-combat above] could not be dissuaded from taking all those things back out of the freezer and eating them; it’s possible that they may not have outgrown that tendency yet either.
Thanks for the photo of the dangerous rice pot, and for the explanation of the hazards. Good for #2 daughter for finally reaching the stage of To-Be-Trusted-With-A-Dangerous-Rice-Pot!
good that you were ordered to relax. Bravo to son 2…
Thanks for the suggestion.
I took care of someone else’s booth part time at Pennsic in return for a small space in it to sell hoods and wimples. This mostly financed goodies while we were there.
It’s not a worthwhile venture. I have to buy materials up front, and make a few dollars a day at most.
The money is in the patterns, if I can get the word out and sell them.
Hence, the idea of writing a book.
Is the rice pot a traditional rice pot from your husband’s country? It’s certainly prettier than a regular rice cooker. The truffle cups look both lovely and delicious!
finally finished getting caught up on your weekend, I am worn out just reading about it, I think I need a nap for you! those truffles look like nothing but trouble for me, I am quite sure I could never eat just one.
Nurf, actually.