December 28, 2013
The flu hit my parents hard and we unexpectantly hosted Christmas Eve at the last minute and overcooked as usual. I can’t help myself. My dad had already purchased a roast, Lewis baked a turkey, my sister-in-law made green beans with bacon, my mom rallied enough to prepare her house fav gargantuan sized mac and cheese and my cousin brought her annual Guliver’s creamed corn. She’s made that every year for as long as I can remember but only when we emailed for the first time about the menu did I discover that it was an Irvine restaurant specialty.
Mashed potatoes were a hotly contested production as my sister-in-law and I insisted that the potatoes should be started in cool water and not tossed into boiling for a more consistent product (the ladies won that battle after dumping three pots of boiling water), for some reason I thought we needed Val’s yams with marshmallows or aka crack as I called the sweet concoction when she served it at Thanksgiving but ours didn’t come out as addicting, kale sautéed with walnuts and garlic, salad, my mom’s stuffing I hadn’t made for decades but got carried away with the organic chicken stock resulting in a tasty mush, Lewis destroyed the gravy as usual (he’s a fabulous cook but gravy is not his specialty) and a lovely, tart and healthy raspberry gelatin topped with full fat whipped cream. No wonder my pants don’t fit.
Yummm, I love the taste and smell of holiday feasts but it is over until next year and is time now to cut down and get back into shape. Janelle is not allowed to buy anymore pants until she fits all the ones she already has.
HA, maybe you shouldn’t make me mashed potato, stuffing and egg pancakes for breakfast! It will be over when we finish the leftovers in the refrigerator……
What did you eat this Holiday Season that you wish you didn’t?
December 15, 2013
This is the time of year I’m most grateful that we live where we live and not on the east coast where blizzards blanket everything in sight although we have had issues in central California with freezing temperatures and icicles clinging devastatingly to damaged citrus. One grower commented that the fruit can withstand the frosty temperature although it is normally not this cold this early. Forty-six degrees during my morning commute is BRRRRRR, COLD for us.
The week before the Mixology Party my new fabulously cozy radiant floors weren’t emanating their usual comfyness but I thought that Lewis was messing with the thermostat. I had hoped that the new system would eliminate the turn it up turn it down turn it up turn it down battle and it has to some extent but my house is not as welcomingly warm as I had hoped when Lewis is home.
By Saturday reluctant acknowledgement that the radiant heat was indeed, not heating resulted in an emergency call to the furnace guy who was unfortunately tied up. He did, however, volunteer to come Sunday but since the party was over by then we agreed on Monday when he reported back that someone had unplugged the unit attached to the water heater in the garage.
Mortified that he had come out for something so ridiculous but relieved that he hadn’t made a weekend visit I called Lewis and asked if he had any idea who could have done such a thing. “Well, I think that it might have been me. I unplugged something, wasn’t sure what the cord attached to and forgot to plug it back in.”
What!! I’m finally responsible for something I did do. All I can say is oops shit happens. I thought Janelle had overworked the heater system even though the temperature was only as low as the 60’s before last week but I did forget to replug the heater system when I needed an outlet the other day. Soooo sorry.
December 4, 2013
Thanksgiving was spent with friends, an unusually small but very delightful celebration of thankfulness for the bounties that we have. This blog is to poke fun at ourselves and each other about the conflicts that arise as two people attempt to navigate decision making with different agendas and “vent” in the process but we are aware that we have it pretty damn good. And we really do love each other although mostly when we’re not maneuvering through remodel resolutions.