Monday, December 12, 2011

Advent Activity: I'm a Super Dude

As befits my love of stretching out celebrations, we've been celebrating my birthday for days now, especially if you include parties last Thursday and Friday, cookie baking and ballet on Saturday, and then yesterday and today!  Yesterday, the kids decorated the house with lots of "Phineas and Ferb" decorations and even gave me a button to wear proclaiming me "Super Dude."  Yep, I'm a cool mom.  Then we had an elaborate tea with ham and cheese sandwiches, curried egg salad sandwiches, and several little cakes from the bakery.  Mmmm, chocolate truffle and also gingersnap with cream cheese frosting and a fruit tart!  We hung out making our new Lego holiday village, part of my birthday present.  Actually, the kids worked on the Legos while I perused my new books Harry Potter: From Page to Screen and Homesick Texan, the cookbook.

Today, I had a special birthday lunch at school with the kiddos, which was an extra treat for me because I hadn't been to school in a long while.  We all sat together at those long cafeteria tables--I brought a cheese sandwich and chips from the deli, Mama got chicken nuggets in the lunch line with Sis.  I had brought them both cookies to eat with their lunches.  School lunch sure has changed--they eat off styrofoam trays that get thrown away (oh, the waste!), but not by them--they raise their hands and the lunch ladies toss their trash and give them a coloring page or word search to complete while they wait for lunch to be over.  And then, if they are still hungry at the end of lunch, they can rush up when their class is called for a snack to eat then and there--chips or ice cream!!  I guess I can see not wanting your entire first grade getting up, but it seemed a bit much considering they could easily bus their own stuff, and the need for a coloring sheet to fill the time (maybe they should try talking to one another!  Or gasp, shorten lunch and add it to recess!!!!!) and the extra snack is ridiculous (though Sis's tray with 6 tater tots and 6 nuggets and a chocolate milk was hardly a meal; she opted out of fruit . . . and they let her!  That'll keep us from letting them have school lunch more than a couple of times a month as is our current custom).  Still, it was great fun for me and I hope for them; having Gommie to lunch was very special to me when I was in elementary school.

I fielded calls from England (Hi Lambeth!  Thanks for calling!), Austin (Hi Aunt Banana, sorry I missed you!), Houston (Gommie and Pop together), and, the biggest surprise of all from Dallas from my close friend from high school!  She's still practicing law and still has the thickest East Texas accent I ever hear.  I hadn't talked to her in three years (she says congrats on the baby, Aunt Banana!) so we had a good time catching up.  Also, thanks to everyone who emailed (Hi cousin S and Mrs. S!) and who helped me celebrate last week.

Later this afternoon,we had fondue with bread and apples for after-school snack.  So tasty!  And then they did Legos again, while I napped on the couch.  Finally, we ended my birthday extravaganza with pizza and ice cream and called it quits.  What a great way to celebrate!  I do just love having birthdays.

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UPDATE:  I totally forgot some of the most touching highlights:

  • The first present I got was actually a "How Much I Love You & I Love You Because" book made by Sis and Bud.
  • Sis had made me two great cards all on her own, with the sweetest sentiments--that I'm the best mom (remember, Mama is a "mama") and she loves me with all her heart.
  • Neighbor Boy came back to wish me happy birthday when I told him the kids couldn't play because we were doing birthday things.
  • Miss K's daughter brought fudge crinkles and Lindt candies as a birthday present.
  • The kids in their class wished me happy birthday (some sorta sang), as did several of the teachers  . . . because I was wearing my "Super Dude" button at school!

Advent Activity: Spreading the Cheer

We combined two of our Advent activities, wrapping presents for the child for whom we signed up to get toys.  The kids even gathered a bag full of candy to send along with the set of Hot Wheels cars and a track.  Then this morning, we piled a huge pan with a variety of cookies and made a card for the teachers and staff of their school, which Mama and I deposited in the teacher lounge today.   Later, probably tomorrow, we'll drop off tins of cookies for the vet's and the pediatrician's offices, again with cards from the kids.

Finally, we might even be delivering a few Secret Santa surprises today!

Right Now

Heading to have my birthday lunch at school with Mama and the kids. 

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Baking the Day Away

Before the ballet yesterday, Mama Teacher came over and treated me to a birthday baking extravaganza.  We made six kinds of cookies, some double batch:  oatmeal with craisins and white chocolate, pecan sandies, chocolate orange dreams, gingersnaps, fudge balls, and cranberry-orange-walnut cookies (those last three using the versatile Domino Sugar 1001 Cookie Starter).  The house was redolent with the warm scents of sugar and spices. And the kitchen was filled with dirty bowls, sloppy measuring spoons, damp towels, and little drifts of flour!  (All of which Mama Teacher cleaned up as part of her gift while I rested on the couch! Mama Hungry says a big thank you!)   Mercy, we had a good time, eating lunch and opening some birthday presents (thank you!  Blog readers, you'll hear more about The Happiness Project later) between batches.  It was extra-special because I can't really bake that much on my own (and it's not Mama Hungry's favorite activity) and because we didn't have a cookie swap this year (but we will again next year, I promise!).  I bet we made over two hundred cookies.  And so now we'll have them for teachers, the pediatrician, the vet, and visitors during the holidays.  Oh, and for breakfast this morning!

Thanks so much, Mama Teacher!

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I'll get Mama Teacher's recipes later.


Chocolate Orange Dreams
These taste just like those Pepperidge Farm Orange Milano cookies.

4 dozen cookies

Cookies:
1cup Butter flavor Crisco
1 cup sugar
1-3 oz. pkg cream cheese softened
2 eggs
2 t. grated orange peel
2 t. orange juice
½ t. salt
2 cup flour
1 cup chocolate chips

Glaze:
½ cup powdered sugar
2 ½ t. orange juice
1 ½ t. orange liqueur (Grand Marnier)

Pre-heat oven to 350°F. Grease cookie sheet.
Combine crisco, sugar, and cream cheese. Beat on medium. Beat in eggs, orange peel, orange juice, and salt. Add flour. Mix well. Add chocolate chips. Drop by teaspoonfuls two inches apart on cookie sheet. Bake at 350°F for 8-10 minutes or until edges are light brown.
While baking, combine powdered sugar, orange juice, and liqueur. Stir. Brush on cookies immediately upon removing from oven.

American Cookie Celebration II


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1001 Cookie Recipe Mixture from Domino Sugar
The mix makes 10 cups, which usually can cover 3 different kinds of cookies.  For more recipes for this mix, see here.

5 cups flour
3 ¾ cups sugar
2 tablespoons baking powder
2 teaspoons salt
1 ½ cups plus 2 tablespoons butter, softened

Spoon flour into measuring cup and level with spatula. Put in large bowl with at least 4 quart capacity.
Measure sugar, baking powder, and salt into flour. Stir until thoroughly blended.
Add butter and use pastry blender or clean hands to work into dry ingredients until mixture resembles coarse meal.
Makes 10 cups. Store covered in airtight container in fridge or freezer. Use mix at room temperature.

Domino Sugar


1001 Fudge Balls

2 cups 1001 Cookie Recipe Mix
½ cups plus 2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa
1 egg
2 tablespoons milk
powdered sugar
***we added  1 teaspoon cinnamon and pinches of black and cayenne pepper to make these Tex-Mex

Preheat oven to 375°F.
Mix together in large bowl all ingredients except powdered sugar.
Shape into 1” balls and roll in powdered sugar to coat lightly. Place 1” apart on ungreased cookie sheet.
Bake at 375°F for about 8 minutes. Cool on wire rack.
Makes about 36 balls.
Domino Sugar

1001 Ginger Snaps


4 cups Domino Sugar 1001 Cookie Mix
1 tablespoon ground ginger
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1 egg
1/4 cup dark molasses
Granulated sugar

Preheat oven to 350°F. Grease cookie sheets.  In large bowl, mix together all ingredients except sugar.  Drop dough by slightly rounded teaspoons into small bowl of sugar.  Roll to coat lightly. Place 2 inches apart on greased cookie sheet.  Bake 12-15 minutes. Do not brown. Let cool 2 minutes and remove to rack to cool. Makes 48 cookies.

Gingerbread Men: Prepare Gingery Snaps dough. Divide in half. Cover and chill 1 hour or until dough is easy to handle. Roll dough, half at a time on floured board to 1/8-inch thickness. Cut into Gingerbread Men using cookie cutters. Arrange cutouts 1 inch apart on prepared cookie sheet. Sprinkle with sugar. Bake at 375°F for 8-10 minutes. Do not brown. Cool on wire rack. Makes 48 cookies.


1001 Cranberry Nut Cookies

3 cups – Domino Sugar 1001 Cookie Mix
1 tablespoon - grated orange rind
1 teaspoon - cinnamon
1 - egg
1 cup - fresh cranberries, coarsely chopped
3/4 cup - chopped nuts
Domino(r) Granulated Sugar

Preheat oven to 375°F.  Grease cookie sheets.  Mix together in large bowl cookie mix, orange rind, cinnamon, and egg.  Stir in cranberries and nuts.  Shape into 1-inch balls and roll in granulated sugar to coat lightly.  Place 3 inches apart on prepared cookie sheet.  Bake for about 12 minutes or until lightly browned around edges.  Remove at once to wire racks.

Makes about 48 cookies.

Advent Activity: Best. Show. Ever.

Yesterday, we took the kiddos to see the New England Ballet Company's performance of The Nutcracker, only their second live theater performance (after a puppet show of Goodnight Moon; concerts of Laurie Berkner and Imagination Movers don't count.).  They'd seen part of the ballet in school and watched some of Pacific Northwest's version on dvd.  And so, after talking to to them about theater culture (blinking the lights to send you to your seat; intermissions) and etiquette (no talking or getting up; go to the bathroom beforehand), we dressed in our holiday best--Sis in her new red tulle over black skirt tutu-like holiday dress and Bud in a button-down shirt with reindeer sweater--we headed to the theater.  Yep, me too.  Because this particular theater has boxes set aside for people with disabilities--large empty spaces at the back of the theater with movable seats primarily for people using wheelchairs but perfect for me to pace in with no one behind me and lie down in the extra seats pulled together.   Sis, Bud, and Mama sat in real seats right in front of me.  It was beyond perfect and I sniffled through the whole first act, having never thought I could go to the theater again in the near future, which was a loss because Mama and I love musicals.  It was perfect.

I also sniffled for other reasons, being a sniffler.  I remember the last time I went to The Nutcracker, the only other time actually.  I was probably 7 or 8.  Gommie and her friend, dear Miss Betty (who died a few years ago), and maybe another adult though I'm not sure, took me and the other neighborhood kids (Aunt Banana, do you remember this at all?  Was I older?  Were you there?) to Houston's fancy Jones Hall to see the ballet.  I felt so grown up being in that big theater and the performance was beautiful and magical.  I bought a small red Nutcracker to hang on the Christmas tree that I still have.

And I was so glad that the kids were getting to see the show.  They're interested in the story and love to dance around the house.  More than that, I hope that going to the ballet (though, it's our least favorite performing art), musicals, the opera, plays, the symphony become a regular part of our lives.  Especially with Broadway, Lincoln Center, and Carnegie Hall not so far away.

This production was perfect for us.  Small, local, child-friendly.  Colorful, vibrant costumes.   Loud, fast-paced score (Tchaikovsky on speed!).  And with a large children's cast, including two of their little friends from Daisies, that they could identify with.  Bud liked the Mouse King best, and even bought a Mouse King nutcracker.  Sis liked the finale when they all danced together.  I liked the Waltz of the Snowflakes and the Waltz of the Flowers.  Basically any scene with the corps de ballet and a principal.  And the whole score.   Mama, well, I think Mama was caught up in all the body and gender issues inherent in the art art form.

When it concluded, Sis yawned and stretched (she was bored by all the Sugar-Plum Fairy and her cavalier), but Bud proclaimed it, "The best show ever!"

We celebrated afterwards with a run to Pinkberry, the tony frozen yogurt place. Chocolate with M&Ms, peppermint with chocolate, mango with fruit, original with fruit, almonds, and mochi.  And then we danced and hummed the rest of the evening away . . . .

Next year, Lincoln Center and Balanchine.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Advent Activity: Deck the Tree with Paper Chains

From Friday:


Right Now

Gawking at "crazy big" moon rising.

Right Now

Fabulous, warm scents of chocolate, cinnamon, orange, walnut, cranberry, and molasses wafting through the house as Mama Teacher and I bake cookies.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Our Fifth Year


  • muffalettas (so good I quit being a vegetarian for a few hours!!)
  • cavatelli with wild mushroom cream sauce
  • wild mushroom truffle pizza
  • prosciutto and pear pizza 
  • spinach and cheese empanadas
  • spinach souffle
  • parmesan fried bow ties
  • garbanzo "bar nuts"
  • pulled sauerbraten with spaetzle (for Mama)
  • roasted vegetable salad
  • saffron couscous with curried chickpeas
  • macaroni and cheese
  • steak frites
  • artichoke dip puffs
  • lobster grilled cheese (Mama again)
  • braised short rib with chimichurri on polenta puff (Yep, Mama)
  • paella (ditto)
  • pastrami on rye with mustard and a half sour (mm-hmm)
  • a coffee bar with all the fixings--whipped cream, hazelnut cream, shaved chocolate, peppermint sticks, caramel syrup, marshmallows, and two kinds of biscotti (which substituted for dessert because I couldn't make it to 11:30)
Guess where we were?

Right Now

Two warm cats, one soft blanket, and me ....

A Zen Short

There is a well-known story in Zen Shorts about luck and perception.  You've probably heard a version of it.  A horse wanders up to a man's farm and his neighbors say he's lucky.  Maybe, he says.  Then his son breaks his leg trying to tame the horse.  His neighbors say he is unlucky.  Maybe, he says.  Then soldiers come to draft all the young men but don't take his son because of his broken leg.  He is lucky.  Maybe.  Things change.  A lot of life is how you look at it.

Today was like that for me.  I had an ultrasound appointment, ordered by my concerned gynecologist because I've had cramping for more than a week (not severe, just long lasting, constant, and more intense than usual).  Well, the first radiology office couldn't accommodate my back issues and I couldn't climb up and use the awkward pillow they had in lieu of the usual exam table with stirrups (TMI, I know).  I got achy and uncomfortable just trying.  So they transferred me, sending Driver and I to a totally different town which could squeeze me in.  Achy, I was also discouraged.

But at the second place, the tech was more chatty than she was probably supposed to be and, after examining my ultrasound from two months ago, told me she saw nothing new, different, or alarming.  I hope she's right.  Especially because it always takes almost a week for the doctor to get the report.  But I was glad to get any feedback.  She also had back issues and so we could commiserate about injections, therapies, specialists, and such.  In the end--though, I'm sure it's not the end (because, of course, all things change!)--it was a good, if exhausting, morning.



Good for a Laugh

Holiday preparations getting to you?  Have a laugh over at Toni Bernhard's blog, Turning Straw into Gold.


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Touched

Tonight, at a holiday party for the historic house association on which education committee I sit, I was surprised to be thanked for my work on the 3rd and 5th grade curricula!  My friends, the director and education coordinator (the wonderful Mrs. S about whom I've written frequently) had encouraged me to stay to have fun when I said I could only stay a bit.  But I thought they were just being nice, you know, wanting me to enjoy myself since I don't get out much.

Yes, I can be dense.  Then, when the dedicated and hard-working director, Mrs. A, stood up and thanked the illustrious guests as well as the long-standing house docents, she also acknowledged me!  I couldn't have been more surprised.  Seriously.  I thought she was talking about my two other main colleagues on the committee who had been there much longer.  I had no clue until she looked at me and mentioned my work in Chicago.  And then I think I blushed deeply from my spot in the back of the room where I had been comfortably pacing on the rug. I shook hands, we took pictures, and I went back to my spot in the back, this time with people smiling and nodding at me.  And I could barely contain my sniffles.

I can't begin to say how touched I was.  See, the historic house and these wonderful women (it's mostly women) have been such a light in what has been not exactly a dark but definitely a gray year.  Because while they supported and accomodated me in my health struggles, they also allowed me to do what I love to do, which is engage children in learning about history through material objects, interactive tours, and hands-on experiences.  It was an intellectual challenge (learning colonial history) and professional challenge (stretching my museum ed legs again but in a new living history as opposed to art museum setting), in an inspiring, open-minded collaborative environment, so far from my "sick room" that it was a wonderful distraction, even when I couldn't participate as fully as I'd like.  It was--they were, and still are--a life line for me, for which I will always be truly grateful.  So the honor, the gratitude, the appreciation were all mine.

But it was really wonderful to be recognized.  (In fact, I'm not sure how much that ever happened in my professional life--people are always nicer to volunteers!).  And I will always treasure the paperweight with its hand-drawn depiction of the historic house.  (When we met up right afterward, Sis and Bud oohed and aahed over it.  Bud said, "Congratulations, Mommy!  That's cool." And Sis offered me a tissue!)

And I'm rearing to go for the spring tour season!

Thank you so much.


Advent Activity: Candlelight Again

Today's Advent Activity was looking at lights, not because I knew that our area is fully decorated but because I knew that we would be out after dark.  We had Daisies this evening and then another party; more on that soon.  And so we made a point of noticing the lights as we drove home.  And then, as we approached our house, Mama suggested I lean up to look and I thought it was because our lights look so nice.  But no, it was because we had new lights:  there were flickering candles in every window, my favorite holiday look!  Sis and Bud knew in advance (Bud had helped while Sis and I were at Daisies and then he told her immediately in a hurried whisper) but pretended they were surprised.  "Oh, lights!"  "Where did the lights come from?"  "I don't know."  Me thinks the kids doth protest too much.  (But I'm glad they can't lie convincingly.  Yet.)  There were even a few pillar candles inside on the tables.  (All battery powered, of course.)  It was a wonderful effect and a lovely surprise.

Right Now

Happy tears of gratitude for my friends at the historic house.

Right Now

Listening to the sound of cheerful Daisies at our Nutcracker party.

The Great Worm Rescue

It dawned on us gradually--first one, then  two, then more and more--that there were worms all over the driveway.  After 2 1/2 inches of rain last night, we found dozens of worms on our new driveway.  I guess they washed down with the torrents, even with the blocks edging the driveway.  Some had clearly perished, but many were wiggling on the asphalt with little hope of making it across alive as the sun rose higher in the sky.  And so, as we waited for the bus, we relocated as many as we could find, carefully scooping them up and putting them in the grass, glad to do what we could, even for worms.  And thinking all the while of Diary of a Worm, as the worm says at one point that rainy days are one of his biggest enemies.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Right Now

Listening to the complex melody of the pouring rain.

Healing Thoughts

To my neighbor, Neighbor Boy's mom, who had surgery Monday for a torn ACL and is starting to feel the pain now that the initial drugs have worn off.

To my church friend, Miss M, who would visit the kids on Fridays last summer, who is in a rough patch with Non-Hodgkins lymphoma.


Advent Activity: The Magic of Christmas

I think we might have rather inadvertently started a new holiday custom:  Saint Nicholas visited last night, bringing the "Phineas and Ferb" holiday CD and two nutcrackers, Clara and the Mouse King.

From my quick reading, I know we should have actually put our shoes out the night before (in honor of the Bishop of Myra who secretly gave gifts, like coins in shoes left out), but this was just an experiment to show how kids in other countries celebrate (or at least used to, in that I'm not sure if there are any Christians, of those who celebrate holidays, who now don't do Dec. 25; I'll have to check.)

Bud pondered the experiment later as we waited for the bus, "Is magic real in the world?  Or it is all just a cartoon?"  Which I took to mean, "is it all not real?" since we often contrast live action with "not real" animation.  He moved on before I could address his mature musings.  Thankfully, because I'm not prepared to define magic.

There have been lots of questions this year about whether Santa is real.  Not real questions, not direct, just indirect musings that I have answered just as indirectly.  "Someone brings the presents."   Though, I did completely dispel the whole Elf-on-a-Shelf thing, because I don't like the tattling and material reward focus of that story, and told the kids outright that I was the one who moved the Elf and I'd be glad to keep moving it for a fun game as long as we understood that the story about flying to tattle to Santa so kids can or cannot get good gifts is made up.  I told them not to tell their friends, though, because some families like the Elf story and we wanted them to have that magic. I know, playing with fire. And they understood and are still perfectly happy to play with the Elf.

And just when I think, because of their questions (and my risky Elf move), they are toying with belief, they really truly embrace that Saint Nick was here last night, happening upon our shoes out in the rain even though we'd never put shoes out before, moving them indoors, filling them, and even loading our iPod with the new CD immediately so we could play it this morning.  It's the faith of childhood.  And it's beautiful.

Yes, Bud, magic is real in the world.



Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Here It Comes

30 Day Vegan Workshop leader Heather Bruggeman, of Beauty That Moves, is set to offer a new three-month course, Whole Food Kitchen.  Registration begins very soon.  And I'll be signing up!  The last workshop effected me immensely, even though I couldn't participate fully.  I'm ready, ready, ready for this one.

Right Now

Watching a red-tailed hawk devour a tasty morsel in a tree outside my window.  Too far for a picture and not such a pretty subject.

Advent Activity: Behind Already

Well, it didn't take long for us to fall behind.  Yesterday's activity was "write a letter to Santa," but they didn't.  Instead they played with Neighbor Boy, whose mother had had ACL surgery that morning.  for 1 1/2 hours, they fought with lightsabers, spun Ninjagos (Ninjagoes?  Ninjagi? Ninjagoi?), and ran around outside in the dense, wet fog.  But since they were getting along beautifully, I didn't interrupt.

They remembered the activity this morning before school but didn't have time to write them.  They won't this afternoon either, as we have another friend coming over for a visit.

Which means we're behind two days, both yesterday's activity and then today's ("learn more about St. Nicholas's Day").  At least it's because we're having fun!

Monday, December 5, 2011

Right Now

I am hugged by the fog.

Kidbits

Actually, the first one is a "mommy bit."  Having read all 307 pages of The Wizard of Oz, using special voices for every speaking part, I now have a much deeper appreciation of audiobook readers, particularly Jim Dale, who did all seven books of Harry Potter.  Remembering each voice (regular for Dorothy, growly for Lion, country for Scarecrow, whispy for Tin Woodman, and all the others), keeping straight alternating lines of a conversation, and having the vocal stamina to read two or more chapters a night is more difficult than I imagined.  But I think it made it all the more enjoyable.  And it was a great and not at all scary story, which I highly recommend for kiddos.

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The kids are playing rhyming hand games like "Miss Mary Mack" now.   And so I contributed the only one I know, "bobo skee watten totten" (more commonly called "bo bo skee rotten totten" online).  I learned the words thus (but can't begin to describe the above and below slapping and clapping):

"Bo bo skee watten totten
eh, eh, eh, eh, boom boom boom.
Eeny meeny watten totten
Bo bo skee watten totten
Bo bo skee watten totten
BOOM!" (at which point both players try to slap right hands)

Bud learned both words and movements quickly and gets a huge laugh out of it.  Sis, who is left-handed, is also catching on and laughs just as hard.

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They also love a new game called "push the kid."  Okay, it sounds violent but is actually very sweet.  It starts with a kiddo standing on the bed giving me a big ol' hug (my favorite part) and then ends with me tickling them and letting them fall backwards onto the bed (their favorite part).  Sometimes I prolong the hug or the tickling which just heightens the hilarity.  Oh the games kids will play.



Lego Lovefest

Bud's own Nutcracker
On Saturday, while I rested in the hotel from our long OSV excursion and rested up for our afternoon trip to  the historical society, Mama and the kids headed to the Lego KidsFest (and another coincidence:  My Little Chickadees' Shelley was there with her children!  You can see her pictures of the event there.).  And they had a very grand time building tall towers, constructing pieces of a mural, admiring models of various pop culture icons such as Chewbacca and Hagrid and Lightning McQueen (which weighed in at 3 tons!!!), being awestruck by a huge Hogwarts Castle and amused by an igloo with bits of lots of other sets altogether, making and racing cars on a ramp (just like the one at their birthday!), being mesmerized by a Rube Goldberg-esque soccer ball machine, creating something to put on the large map of the USA, and getting freebie after freebie--Ninjago spinners, Ninjago wristbands, Christmas tree sets, mini-Night Bus, pamphlets with instructions for other sets, etc etc etc.  And they weren't even there the whole time, coming back to the hotel early to have lunch (takeout from the incomparable Black-Eyed Sally's, including fried pickles, fried catfish, jambalaya, red beans and rice, collard greens, and cheese grits, all the best I've had here in the North, for truth be told, traditional New England cookery is not all that tempting) and go to the historical society.

And so what have we done since then?  Yep, Legos.

Advent Activity: Our Candle Night in Words

Friday night at Old  Sturbridge Village was superb, as their special candlelight program always is (we've been once before with the kids and a few times before them, once the night of an amazing snowstorm).  We had a wonderful time:
  • admiring the gingerbread house competition entrants (I got a great idea for half-timbering with licorice and thatching with shredded wheat)
  • tasting fire-roasted chestnuts and hearing about a blight on the very tall trees that left them functionally extinct in the 19th century; the kids liked the trees but not the nuts
  • sampling gingerbread (softer than a cookie, denser than cake)
  • making their own paper cornucopiae
  • helping whisk the ingredients of fruitcake and tasting the finished product (that only Mama and I liked)
  • making real tinsel with the tinsmith
  • hand-stamping Christmas cards
  • watching the roasting and grinding of cocoa beans
  • admiring the creation of realistic marzipan fruits
  • talking to Father Christmas about the symbolism of holly and ivy
  • drinking poker-heated mulled cider
  • listening to carolers
  • watching the bonfire and being entranced by the sparks flying into the night's sky
  • perusing a porcelain historic village
  • listening to Full Gael sing "Soul Cakes" accompanied by period instruments
  • watching a model railroad train
  • wondering at a detailed nativity scene
  • riding a horse-drawn carriage
  • eating dinner in the old tavern
  • and finally, meeting Santa Claus and talking about his favorite chocolate chip cookies (and when Bud asked for "surprises," Santa teased that his muddy boot would be a surprise!  They thought this was hilarious.)

Advent Activity: Mommy's Little Kiddos Love Shortbread

Yesterday's advent activity was purposefully low-key and easy.  We made shortbread, which we all really like.  Our favorite recipe, included here first among all my shortbread recipes, has brown sugar, which gives it a tasty flavor.  And this time, at least, it came out of the well-greased mold beautifully.








Vel’s Christmas Shortbread
This is my favorite shortbread.  I don’t know who “Vel” is because I found this on allrecipes.com.  It has a homey flavor because of the brown sugar.  I usually halve the recipe.

2 cups butter
1 cup brown sugar
5 cups sifted flour

Preheat the oven to 350°F.  In a large bowl, cream butter and brown sugar until smooth.  Stir in flour and knead by hand until dough comes together.  At first the dough will seem dry and crumbly but don’t give up, keep mixing.  Roll out the dough to ¼” thickness and cut with cookie cutters or press dough into shortbread molds (be sure to lightly grease mold and sprinkle with sugar).  Place cookies 2” apart onto ungreased cookie sheets.
Bake for 8-12 minutes in the preheated oven, depending on the size of your cookies.  Do not let them brown.  Remove from cookie sheets to cool on wire racks.

allrecipes.com


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Shortbread
A good standard shortbread.


1 cup butter, softened
½ cup sugar
2 ½ cups flour
½ teaspoon lemon extract (optional)
1 tablespoon milk

Preheat oven to 325F. Cream butter and sugar with a fork until light.  Add the lemon extract if desired. Delicately add flour and dribble in the milk.  Knead the dough for a minute or two.  Press the dough into a lightly greased pan that has been sprinkled with sugar.  Prick the surface with a fork.  Bake for 25-30 minutes until golden.  Let cool for ten minutes, then loosen with a knife.  Invert the pan, cut into pieces, and serve.

Goddess in the Kitchen
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Shortbread
From the recipe book accompanying the thistle-decorated shortbread pan I received from Mom for Christmas 2001.  It’s a very light, flaky, sweet shortbread.

½ cup butter at room temperature
1/3 cup powdered sugar
¼ teaspoon vanilla
1 cup flour

Cream the butter until it is light.  Cream in the powdered sugar, then the vanilla.  Now work in the flour.  Knead the dough on an unfloured board until nice and smooth.  Spray the shortbread pan very lightly with a non-stick spray.  Firmly press the dough into the shortbread pan.  Prick the entire surface with a fork and bake at 325°F for about 30-35 minutes or until lightly browned.  Let cool before you loosen the edges with a knife and flip the pan over onto a wooden cutting board.  If the shortbread sticks, tap one edge of the pan.  Cut the shortbread into serving pieces while it is still warm.

Brown Bag Cookie Art Shortbread Recipe Book

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Shortbread (or Burrebrede)
This is the first shortbread I made, from a book of medieval cookery.  It was Aunt Sis's annual Bay Fest and the theme was Robin Hood.  I adapted this recipe and made them as a treat for everyone.  Pretty good.  I don’t recall my changes and so include the recipe here, as is.

3 cups all-purpose unbleached white flour
½ cup superfine sugar
2 teaspoons cinnamon
½ teaspoon powdered cardamon (I know I didn’t have this ingredient)
½ teaspoon powdered ginger (or this)
¾ teaspoon allspice (I imagine I used nutmeg)
½ teaspoon salt
1 cup butter at room temperature

Preheat oven to 350°F.
Combine sugar, spices, and salt evenly.  Separate into two equal portions.
On strong, clean kneading surface, mix gently, by hand, one half the spice mixture into the flour.
Squeeze the butter in hands and bit by bit add spiced flour by working it into the butter on the board.  Take time to thoroughly integrate.
Press batter into 8” square shallow pan.
Scaore the surface to make “fingers” (2” x 1”) of shortbread.  Also make several shallow fork pricks on each finger.
With reserved spice mixture, evenly strew all cuts.
Bake 1 hour or less until firm and yellow, not brown.
Cool in pan; break into shortbread fingers and serve, tasking better several days old.  This keeps beautifully if stored in an airtight tin or wrapped in tinfoil.

Madeleine Pelnar Cosman, Fabulous Feasts: Medieval Cookery and Ceremony


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Almond Shortbread
A recipe from a docent, brought to the annual docent Christmas party.  Very good!  I added extra extract when I made these.  Better after a few days.

1 lb. unsalted butter, softened
1 cup sugar
5 cups flour (or less—4 ½ cups works)
1 teaspoon almond extract
slivered almonds

Mix butter, sugar, flour, and extract.  Spread thinly on cookie sheet.  Score first and place an almond on each piece.  Bake at 350°F until lightly browned.

a docent

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Chocolate Shortbread
I first made that around the Christmas holidays, substituting regular sugar for the powdered.  It was a really spongy dough and the cookie itself actually rose.  I didn’t think I’d like the graininess, but I did, especially because the chocolate flavor was so good.  And then I lost the recipe and couldn’t find the ad (forgetting I’d typed it into the computer).  So I logged on to tasteofhome.com and posted an ISO on the forum.  I got several responses, including the second one below, which resembled the original (first one) and tasted just as good.  And so now I have two good shortbread recipes.  But don’t use a shortbread pan for these.  They cookies are too soft, at least until they cool completely.
1 dozen

¼ cup butter, softened
¼ teaspoon vanilla extract
½ cup flour
¼ cup confectioner’s sugar
1-2 tablespoons baking cocoa

In a mixing bowl, cream the butter.  Add vanilla and mix well.  Combine flour, sugar, and cocoa; add to creamed mixture.  Beat until dough holds together, about 3 minutes.  Pat into a 9 x 4 inch rectangle.  Cut into 2 x 1 ½ inch strips.  Place 1 inch apart on ungreased baking sheets.  Prick with a fork.  Bake at 300°F for 20-25 minutes or until set.  Cool for 5 minutes; remove to a wire rack to cool completely.

Taste of Home ad


Alternate:  Chocolate Shortbread

1 cup butter
¾ cup confectioner’s sugar
1 ½ cup flour
few grains salt
1/3 cup cocoa

Heat oven to 300°F.  Soften butter to room temperature.  Cream butter until soft and fluffy.  Beat in sugar.  Stir in flour, salt, and cocoa, and mix well.  If very soft, chill in refrigerator for ½ hour.  Roll out dough ½” thick and cut into shapes.  Bake for 12-15 minutes.  Remove from oven, cool slightly and remove from pan.

Taste of Home internet forum


Chocolate Shortbread
From my shortbread book from Jessica’s Biscuit catalogue, this is a great recipe, very similar to Tex-Mex sheet cake but easier.

½ cup plus 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
½ cup packed light brown sugar
3 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
¼ teaspoon ground cinnamon
¼ teaspoon salt
¼ teaspoon almond extract
¼ teaspoon vanilla extract
¼ cup finely chopped almonds
1 cup flour

Preheat oven to 300°F.  Lightly butter an 8” round pan, preferably one with a removable bottom, or use an ungreased or parchment-lined baking sheet.
In a medium bowl, with an electric mixer on low speed or a wooden spoon, beat the butter until light in color, about 1 minute.  Mix in the brown sugar, cocoa, cinnamon, salt, and almond and vanilla extracts, and continue beating until the mixture is smooth.  Scrape down the sides of the bowl with a rubber spatula.  Gradually mix in the almonds and flour until just combined.
Press the dough evenly into the pan, and use the back of a soup spoon to smooth the surface of the dough.  Or, pat the dough into an 8” round on the baking sheet and decoratively score or flute the edges.  Prick the dough attractively with a fork.
Bake in the center of the oven for about 45 minutes, or until set and firm to a light touch.  Place the pan on a wire rack and let the shortbread cool completely.  Transfer the shortbread from the pan to a cutting board.  With a sharp thin knife, cut into 12 wedges.
*To omit the nuts, add ¼ cup more flour.

Jann Johnson, Shortbread

Advent Activities: Pop! Goes the Cracker

As part of our busy weekend, about which I'll expound in a series of posts, we went to the Connecticut Historical Society in Hartford.  I attended a lecture on New England historical foodways presented by Kathleen Fitzgerald and Keith Stavely, authors of Northern Hospitality.  They sought to revive understanding of 17th- and 18th-century Yankee cookery, which has been overwhelmed by 19th-century colonial revival favorites such as Boston brown bread and baked beans as well as clam chowder.  My favorite parts:  the slide-by-slide adaptation of historical recipes to a modern kitchen and the post-lecture tasting of plumb cake (fruit cake).  I'm looking forward to perusing their blog, which continues the recipe updating.

Meanwhile the kids explored the galleries, particularly enjoying the hands-on activities including an assembly line of mess kits, mock-up textile factory work, and a colonial play kitchen with hearth, table, and yoke with water buckets, their favorite part.  Mama was being quite the museum educator as she asked them to compare and contrast their morning at the Lego festival with their afternoon at a museum and then examined a wall of historical tavern signs and asked them, based on the signs, which inn they would choose.  Well done, Mama!  (Just please don't quit your day job!)

But best of all was the day's craft activity, which we actually arrived too late to participate in.  But,this being a small institution, the wonderful educator heard that we had missed it (by about 10 minutes) and generously let us do the craft.  She taught the kids how to make poppers, or English crackers, the tubes that go "pop" when pulled and release little trinkets and treats.  She chatted enthusiastically and encouragingly as they worked and the kids returned in kind, being even more voluble than usual.  We were so grateful and enjoyed it all immensely.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Merry Family Christmas!

Today my extended Texas family gathers for their annual holiday fest, with barbecue, caroling, and lots of laughter.  Have a wonderful day, y'all! 

Friday, December 2, 2011

Advent Activity: Candlelight Continued

From Mama's smartphone:









Advent Activity: Evening by Candlelight

At Old Sturbridge Village (from my smartphone):









Thursday, December 1, 2011

Advent Activity: BINGO!

We're off to a great start with our Advent Activities socks this morning, the kids rushing down to find out what we were going to do today.  Which is why I was playing bingo at 7:05 a.m. today!  I made the game with a stamp set I had purchased, giving it a Christmas theme.  Oddly, each card has every stamp--24 in all!--just in a different order.  It was a long game, but the kids seemed to mind losing less than they would if they'd not been able to cover each selected picture.  But, obviously, you can't play blackout.  Maybe I'll design smaller cards so there's a bit more variety.  Still, it was a win-win morning and a great way to start December.

The Welcome Mat

It was a good day; it was a not-good day.  I had friends over; I had extra aches and pains.  The friends were great fun, gathering for a moms' morning coffee similar to our playgroup mornings of old.  The discomfort came on gradually in the morning and increased, spasms in my glutes and tightness all around.  The weather?  My cycle?  Just because?  Who knows.  (Not any of my specialists, that's for sure.)

And so instead of going to Daisies this afternoon, I stayed in bed crying and trying to regain some of my usual equilibrium (realizing that my mental suffering about the physical pain was the real problem here, but it had been awhile since I'd had a day like this and it was like an unexpected punch in the gut), while Mama took Sis (and Bud) and pinch hit for me in making chocolate-covered pretzels with the troop.  Curled up in bed, stressing about missing Daisies and worrying about messing up our upcoming plans and fretting over how I felt, I listened to a CD I'd gotten a few weeks ago, Mindfulness Meditation for Pain Relief.  After taking my go-to meds.  Of course, I know some mindfulness techniques for addressing pain, such as those from How to Be Sick, but I was really rather hoping that the soothing calm of Jon Kabat-Zinn's voice would help put me to sleep.  And it did, little bits at a time (valium helps).

I liked the CD:  the notion of rolling out the welcome mat for "intense sensations" because, well, they're already there; realizing that if you are breathing, more is right with your body than wrong (perspective, no?); conceiving of pain by another phrase, like "intense sensation," can lessen its hold on you; the statement "your awareness of pain is not in pain; your awareness of sadness is not sad."  There were also the familiar breathing exercises and body scan from Mindfulness Based Stress Reduction (MBSR), but also an exercise where you embrace yourself with loving kindness, including your fears and thoughts.  There's more, but I wasn't taking notes.

Yep, it's Buddhism in secular robes, made more accessible to the American masses.  And like my Buddhist practices, it works.  Even on more challenging days like these.

And, yes, I'm feeling better already.

Comments Again

Okay, I'm still having lots of trouble with the comments registration.  If I put comments on Google ID, some people can't get them to work, even with a Gmail account.  If I put comments on Open ID, other people can't comment.  Sigh.  I don't want to enable anonymous comments, so let's see if the current setting works.  Again.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Restaurant on Memory Lane



Just looking at those images will trigger wonderful memories for my immediate family.  Memories of scampi, escargot, sliced chicken salad with green peppers, garlic bread, Bolla Valpolicella, veal marsala, veal parmesan, fettucine alfredo, spaghetti with meatballs, spumoni, cheesecake, and coffee.  Birthdays, graduations, homecomings, celebrations, and just because we had a hankering.  The long drive down and back, tipsy parents, great conversations, the 2+ hour meals, feeling like a grown up, the paper placemats of Italy, the teensy bathrooms that were renovated, the tv  in the lobby, the carts full of food, the restaurant's owners always greeting us when we arrived and coming to talk to us at our table, the same waitress for years, Pop's generous tipping, eating with "Champ" and Jeanie, always people waiting to get in, the wine cellar room, the room with mirrors, the wrought iron little fences, doormen who helped us out of the car, the narrow parking lot, weren't there mints?

Yep, Pino's.  The restaurant central to our family for years. Nowhere has replaced it in our traditions or memories.  So important that when Mama Hungry came to Houston for the first time, we took her there.  But I think that visit with Mama might have been one of my last, as the restaurant inexplicably closed not too long after.

And today,  in a nostalgic Google search, I came across the website!  Complete with pictures.  And a history.  And jars of sauce for sale!  Yep, you can buy Pino's sauce in stores all over Texas.  I think I know what I'm adding to my Christmas list!

Even though there's no way a jar of sauce can compare with the memories.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

"I Kissed a Girl" Too

Loving "lady music" on Glee tonight (right now)!  Melissa, k.d., Dolly, Cyndi...but where are the Girls?

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ERGH.  Santana's abuela sucks.  I hope nothing bad happens.

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Go, Shannon Beiste!

More Cat Drama

Well, Albus is home and happy, but Hermione is now at the vet's.  She stopped eating and drinking when Albus went to the hospital and she sat in the same place downstairs on the couch for the 24 hours he was gone.  But she was no happier when he got home because she didn't like his hospital smell (they recognize each other by scent more than by sight).  She actually hissed and hid from him.  And still didn't eat or drink.  So this morning, after we spoke to the vet, Hermione went for observation and tests.  Good news:  it really is probably  stress.  Our poor sweet cat is totally freaked out.  We're hoping that she'll be home from the vet later this afternoon.  And that maybe her brother will smell more like himself and she'll calm down some.  Yep, we'll be doing some play therapy with her tonight.  And wishing for the best.  I knew cats had separation anxiety when one died (and so they tell you to show the deceased cat to the living one because they understand death better than disappearance) but not when they were separated for a day.  I guess next time, she'll just have to go with him to the hospital!  And vice versa.  It's like having another set of twins . . . .

Advent Activities: Getting Ready

For the past two years (here and here), we've counted down to Christmas with a variety of holiday, or Advent, activities.  At first, I'd put the activities in a jar and we'd pull out the project for the day.  Last year, I happened upon the holidays-socks-on-the-mantle idea to help us count down.  The kids are looking forward to it this year and have been ready to start since we put up the tree--and the Advent Activity socks--on Sunday.  Yep, we started Christmas really early this year, with interior and exterior decorations all in place.  Which is great except it used up some of our usual December Advent Activities!  The list is very similar to last year's list, which is the nature of Christmas, I suppose--tradition.  And it will change as time progresses, based on available time, energy, and  variables like weather.  Which is why I only put one activity in a sock at a time.  That, and the kids peek!

  1. Make gingerbread houses
  2. Bake sugar cookies
  3. Go caroling on the phone
  4. Make teacher gifts
  5. Deliver treats to doctor/vet/etc
  6. Deliver Secret ELF gifts
  7. Make thank-you cards
  8. Mommy's birthday party
  9. Look at holiday lights
  10. Send Christmas cards
  11. Gifts for others (via church)
  12. Donate savings jar to an organization
  13. Make glug for Santa Lucia day
  14. Leave out shoes for Saint Nicholas day
  15. Watch holiday movies 
  16. Holiday read-a-thon
  17. Write letters to Santa
  18. Go see the Nutcracker
  19. Make latkes 
  20. Stay-up-late Solstice party
  21. Wrap presents
  22. Snow ice cream
  23. Play Christmas bingo
  24. Make Christmas candy
"Understudy" activities:   make origami ornaments; have dinner by candlelight; donate food to food pantry; make birdfeeders with pinecones; NYC visit; 

Monday, November 28, 2011

Happy Ending

Albus is home!

A Big Thank You

Here on Cyber Monday, I'm sending out a big thank you for something you can't buy:  friendship.  Our neighbors down the street have been so helpful this year.  Their daughter comes over once a week to play with the kids while I cook dinner; they look forward to her arrival and are sad when she goes.  Their son mows our yard (while his mom does the edging, etc) every week and makes it look better than the professionals ever did--and without cutting down our vegetable garden or sunflowers!!  (And sure we pay them, but it's not near enough for what they provide.) The mom always waves and stops to talk, encouraging the kids, chatting with me.  She works at the school they'll go to next.  I love talking to her and we're finding that we have many commonalities.  And always have a good laugh.  She's one of the most jovial and generous people I've ever met.

Well, this weekend, they went above the call of neighborly friendship:  they spent almost 6 hours getting all the leaves out of our yard.  First it was the mom and her son, who finally went home with a fever!  Then the dad came to help out.  By dark, the leaves were finally all gone.  It looks beautiful.  Better than beautiful, as our  yard went from fall to winter, with the Christmas decorations the only thing left in the yard.  They even carefully raked out the kids' fort!

It was a long, hard afternoon for them, but we loved having them around (I bet we slowed down the work some with all the conversation!).  We're even more grateful to have them as neighbors and friends.

DreamWorksop


On Saturday, we took a little outing to a wonderful place:  the Eli Whitney Museum and Workshop, in Hamden.  A small, local museum in an old munitions factory where inventor and guns manufacturer Whitney worked on interchangeable parts and muskets.  Now the museum--which isn't really, in the sense that there isn't much of a collection or historical interpretation on view--functions primarily as a hands-on imagination workshop for kids and grown-up kids.  Every week there is a different craft, more of a woodworking/design/invention activity than the more traditional art museum paint/scissors/glue activity (admission is generally free but there is a fee for the craft kit, about $9).  And the kids loved it.  They made wooden trains, starting with gluing blocks together, then attaching axles and wheels, which they tacked together, ending with decorating.  All while wearing safety goggles.  With great concentration, they focused on all the details and carefully completed their work, surrounded by walls full of other projects, from catapults to castles, puppets to pull toys.  It really had that wonderful dusty, cluttered, full of inspiration workshop feel, magical even.  The staff, of predominantly very young (high school?) volunteers, were extremely kind, encouraging, and helpful.  When the kids were done with their project, they experimented with the wall of marble runs, including Pascal's Triangle and Archimedes's Screw.  Special for the holidays was Mr.Gilbert's Train, a large model train layout complete with New Haven green and a circus, plus, best of all, trains that the kids could take turns driving.  Then we all went across the covered wooden bridge to see the mill's "waterfall" and to walk in the park some.  It's a great place and we'll definitely be going back.  

A Little Cat Drama

Our cat Albus is at the animal hospital but should be home tonight.  He had gotten out on the (thankfully) enclosed porch and was there long enough to eat a plant and perhaps other things.  After we found him (his sister alerted us to his adventure by meowing at the door), he spent the evening throwing up and obviously feeling quite unwell.  So he spent the night at the animal hospital, got some fluids, some tests that indicated he probably ate something he shouldn't, but is doing well this morning.  We hope he has a good day and can come home tonight.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Next Up

Look!  We have decorations.  Early.  And even more amazingly, we ordered our Christmas card photos and will do those for the first time in three years. 


Sunset


Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanksgiving Live: Sweet Endings

Pecan pie
Pumpkin pie
Apple cake
Junior's Cheesecake
Strawberry jello
And whipped cream!

With coffee and tea, if course.

Thanksgiving Live: Rest Time

After the best Thanksgiving dinner we've ever made, Goo, the kids, and I are having a "Phineas and Ferb" nap, while Mama, Ma, and Gong clean up and take their own naps sans kids.  And "Phineas and Ferb."

Thanksgiving Live: On a Roll


Thanksgiving Live: Gravy Magic

BEST GRAVY EVER!



Thanksgiving Live: The Countdown Begins

The gorgeous turkey is out of the oven.  And so the chaos begins:  dressing, sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, roasted vegetables, gravy, and rolls all need to be finished.

Goo is helping Mama.  The kids are coloring with Ma and Gong.  And I'm "supervising."

Thanksgiving Live: Sis Won!


Thanksgiving Live: Checkin' In

Gommie and Pop just called from Aunt Banana's house to say hi.  They're having breakfast and will soon be heading to my sister's MIL for the day.  We just had egg sandwiches for breakfast and are now playing games (chess and Lego Meteor Strike).  Mama's prepping the turkey and we're thinking about heading outside.

Thanksgiving Live: Something to Be Thankful For

Thanksgiving Live: Good Morning

Thanksgiving is here!  And family almost.  We're doing last-minute clean up and Mama is starting the slow cooker mashed potatoes a la the NYTimes.  I'm trying to get in my 45-minute treadmill walk.  Bud is writing "The First Thanksgiving" and also making centerpieces.  Sis is writing a list of all the fun things she wants to do, such as games (chess with Goo), biking, Gratitude Tree, arts and crafts, and play fort.  It's going to be a wonderful day.

Thanksgiving Live: A Blessing for Today

"Join hands and sing a happy song,
Join hands and sing a happy song,
Join hands and sing a happy song,
We are one family.

"We're thankful for the food we're going to eat.
We're thankful for the people that we meet.
We're thankful for the world that is so sweet.
We are one family."

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thanksgiving Live: Almost Bedtime

We've done a clean-up, finished the plain strawberry jello (Bud is stirring it right now), and baked the chex mix (oh, that scent takes me back to Gommie making huge batches before an adult gathering, probably a bridge party.  I didn't like the mix or the scent.)

Thanksgiving Live: Wednesday Dinner

Chinese takeout.  What else?

Thanksgiving Live: Pucker Up

Bud ate one.  And he liked it.


Thanksgiving Live: Extra! Extra!

If you have extra pumpkin pie filling, as we did, you can apparently cook it down on the stove and then refrigerated to make pudding.  Voila!

Thanksgiving Live: Cooking Up a Storm

With aprons donned, Sis and I have started the holiday cooking with Butternut Squash Indian Pudding Recipe, except we used a cup of canned pumpkin.  Next, the pumpkin and pecans pies it the cranberry sauces.

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Pumpkin "Indian" Pudding
  • 1 cup canned pumpkin puree
  • 2 cups 1% milk
  • ⅓ cup yellow cornmeal
  • ½ tsp. ground cinnamon
  • ¼ tsp. ground ginger
  • ⅛ tsp. ground nutmeg
  • 1 large pinch salt
  • 1 Tbs. butter
  • ¼ cup packed dark brown sugar
  • 2 Tbs. blackstrap molasses
1. Preheat oven heat to 275ºF. Coat 1-qt. baking dish with cooking spray.
3. Whisk together milk, cornmeal, cinnamon, ginger, nutmeg, and salt in saucepan. Cook over medium heat 10 minutes, or until thickened. Remove from heat, and blend in butter. Stir in pumpkin purée, brown sugar, and molasses. Pour into prepared baking dish, and bake, uncovered, 1½ hours, or until knife tip inserted in center comes out clean.
adapted from Vegetarian Times

Thanksgiving Live: Table Manners for Thanksgiving

Have little ones with impeccable social graces?

Okay, then, read right here at Cindy Post Senning's website (yes, that Post family), The Gift of Good Manners, to make it better (thanks to Motherlode for the link).

The Wonderful World of Oz

I don't really know how it started, though it might have been when we visited the fairy tale birdhouses at the Florence Griswold Museum.  There was a birdhouse of the Wizard of Oz and, since we hadn't seen the movie, I told them the story, as I knew it from the film (which I loved as a little kid and apparently told people my name was Dorothy; I haven't seen it in decades, finding it creepy as a teenager).  And they loved the story and the birdhouse.  So, now, we're reading the actual Frank L. Baum novel from 1899, which is new to me, too.  I'd read that the book isn't as scary as the movie, with its flying monkeys and cackling witch.  And it's true; we're halfway through and the Wicked Witch of the West hasn't made her first appearance, though she's about to.  And there are many scenes that aren't in the movie, with Kalidahs and the Mouse Queen and more.  But I do keep hearing the songs in my head, which are, of course, not in the book.  The kids love it so far and, as with so many things, they're adapting to their play--mainly, drawing their own illustrations of the book (we're reading a copy with the early line illustrations) and writing their own versions.  It's been really enjoyable so far--and I can't wait to show them the movie over Christmas.

Thanksgiving Live: The Cooking Has Begun

I made my first Thanksgiving recipe this morning.  


Right, not yesterday with the kids as planned.  Time and energy were in short supply, as was motivation; they were making their own Wizard of Oz novels (more on that soon).


So this morning.  I started with the rolls, a new recipe, Big-Batch Quick Dinner Rolls (no worries, I trust King Arthur Flour)--simple ingredients, big batch, enough for everyone.  It wasn't technically a bread machine recipe, but I adapted.  And it seemed to turn out just fine.  There are three pans of eight, sealed and safe in the freezer, where they'll stay until bedtime when I'll pull them out to defrost (it doesn't say, but I'll probably defrost in the fridge).  Two pans for us, one for Mama Teacher.  I hope it works.  And I'll let you know.


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Big-Batch Quick Dinner Rolls



  • 1/2 cup lukewarm water
  • 2 cups warm milk ( 100 - 110°F)
  • 3 tablespoons butter
  • 2 tablespoons sugar
  • 1 tablespoon salt
  • 2 1/2 tablespoons yeast, instant preferred
  • 6 to 7 cups KA all-purpose flour
I put everything in my bread machine (using 5 cups of flour and then adding 1 1/2 more as needed).  I let it knead and then rise about 30+ minutes (i.e. not the whole cycle).  And then removed the dough, made a 12 x 8" rectangle, divided it into 4 rows with 6 rolls each, rolled them into balls, and placed them into greased aluminum pie tins.  Then I covered them tightly and put them in the freezer.  I'll defrost overnight.  In the morning, I'll preheat to 350F and bake 20-25 minutes until golden.  Yum!

King Arthur Flour

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Thanksgiving Live: On Gratitude

How to practice gratitude, and why, in the NYTimes, including:

  • counting blessings not sheep, to sleep
  • writing a letter to someone who changed your life for the better
  • play "it could be worse"
  • say or do one grateful thing to each member of your family
Thanks, John Tierney of NYTimes, for this article!

Thanksgiving Live: Shopping Done

Okay, kind Driver and I spent more than an hour at the very crowded grocery store but managed to get practically everything I needed, minus Portuguese rolls (none looked good so I'll buy some at the deli tomorrow) and turkey stock (I can just use chicken for gravy, because vegetarian or not, I'm having gravy!).  Driver helped me put all the perishables away, but the other goods are on the enclosed porch, mainly because there is no point putting away that which a) we will cook tonight and the next two days and b) has no place to go because it's extra.  It was funny to shop with someone--I've never had a helper before and it'll take some getting used to.  She's a friend but also someone working on my behalf; it's an odd balance.  Not that she is awkward or anything--she's great, calm, encouraging, generous, helpful, casual, and a great talker and listener, --but I can tell I'm still getting used to needing so much help, from picking up a bag of potatoes to pushing the cart, from loading to unloading the cart.  I hadn't been in that grocery store, or done any grocery shopping, in almost eight full months, so I hadn't needed help like this before, as much as I've gotten used to help in all other areas of my life.  So, it felt strange but also exhilarating and fun and exciting.  I even got to choose my own magazines!  And have a coffee!  It was wonderful and I am so grateful that she makes it possible.  Who'd have thought grocery shopping before Thanksgiving could be so fabulous?

Now to start cooking it all . . . .

Thanksgiving Live: Getting Ready

I read recently that food editors dread Thanksgiving because they have to come up with new recipes when really all anyone cooks is their traditional meal.  Well, that's true for me.  I have dozens, if not hundreds, of cookbooks and recipes.  And yet we'll make the same holiday foods.  They're neither fancy foods nor healthful; in fact, so 1970s America is it that I can't buy the ingredients at Whole Foods!

In an hour, my Driver is taking me to the grocery and helping me shop for all the regular ingredients.  And this afternoon, the kids will help me make some of the dishes--jello, cranberry sauce, and the like.  Because the holidays are here.

Monday, November 21, 2011

It's a Small World After All

As far as coincidences go, this might match the big Bread Kismet.

I have a blog reader named Shelley, who comments periodically, and whose blog, My Little Chickadees, I visit.  We've never met, though we did both take the online 30 Day Vegan Workshop.  At some point, I realized we were both in Connecticut.  I just didn't realize how close.

On Saturday, I went to a Slavic festival at the church of a friend, Mrs. S, and then blogged about it.  Shelley commented that she thought I was at her church.

Well, Shelley, you were right.  I asked Mrs. S, who asked her SIL, who is a lay leader in the congregation, in your congregation!, who asked her daughter.  And the daughter knows (knows of?) you, your husband, and your children.  All based on your first name and the picture on your blog!  You apparently live one town up from me.

Not only am I completely surprised by the coincidence that you read my blog and  know people I know and live so close (I won't say more, as I try to keep this relatively anonymous), but I'm amazed by the network of Mrs. S, who pieced it altogether in about 6 hours.  I mean, there's now only 2 degrees of separation between us and yet we just randomly connected online.

I've been singing the Disney song in my head all evening.

(Maybe we should meet up in person sometime (or did we already brush elbows on Saturday?))

Happy First Birthday, Cousin Hungry!

We love you and wish you a wonderful day!

(And your parents, too!)

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Life is Like the Weather

Unpredictable. Variable.  Impermanent.

And tonight, I'm having a thunderstorm.

My pain has increased since seeing the PT, who did more harm than good, despite being a great listener with an appealing theory; I regret going and am paying for it daily.  Hindsight.  And church just isn't the same--I stood by myself eating at our Thanksgiving supper, not wanting to hover over the adults sitting at other tables, but also not wanting to be all alone.  I felt so awkward, though everyone is always nice and asks how I am.  I'm tired and lonely and frustrated and angry!  And now there is a big brouhaha with a playgroup moms holiday party we've been planning since September--delays, misunderstandings, hurt feelings, general confusion, disappointment.  I've been so looking forward to it (even though we canceled my favorite part, the cookie swap, to please some people).  And now who knows what will happen.

I know, with weather practice, that I'm supposed to acknowledge the "weather" and move on, without getting caught up in the vagaries of it.

Tonight, at least, I'm stuck in the rain without an umbrella.


Saturday, November 19, 2011

Another Slavic Saturday

It seems to be a theme this fall:  cabbage feasts in the basements of Orthodox churches!  Today we went to a larger, more elaborate Christmas Fair at a local church, spiritual home of Mrs. S and so many of the local women we know (and new ones we met--Mrs. H's was an hospitable guide through the fair!  And her family was just as welcoming).   In fact, the kids were shocked to run into beloved swim teacher Mrs. M and former preschool teacher Mrs. G.  (They talked poor Mrs. M's ear off but not Mrs. G's, because they were eating!).  They loved decorating gingerbread houses with their new little friends, Mrs. S's grandchildren.  And these weren't just small, plain gingerbread houses but elaborate creations made of graham-cracker-covered milk cartoons with steeples!  Plus two huge baggies of candies and cereals to decorate.  And a vat of frosting!  (It was the most organized kids' activity I've seen in a long while, if ever.  Oh the advanced prep work!)  Kid heaven!  Sis and Bud went to work earnestly, adding stained glass windows to their buildings, while their friends made chimneys, fences, and fanciful architectural features.  Apparently the older girl had really looked forward to our arrival so they could decorate the houses together, since she was an experienced fair-goer and knew how it went.  So sweet!  We also ate a ton--same food as last time--halupki, haluski, kolbasi, pirohi, and a new one, pagachi, which was like a double-crust pizza made out of egg dough with potatoes or cabbage flattened between (yum!).  And just like last time the kids inhaled the food.  We bought brownies and shopped a little, dropping our raffle tickets into the can for the lovely gingerbread house, of course. Bud told Mrs. M, selling the tickets, that he hoped she called him. (He was being extra charming--as I told her, he loves adult women.  "Adult" sounds better than the "older" I managed at the fair!).   It was a great fair, not only for the fun, food, and friends, but also for a glimpse of such a tight, cohesive, friendly, active, organized, vibrant church community.  No, I'm not planning to convert and yes, I'm sure there was drama behind the scenes, but it really had the feel of a giant family reunion (and we laughed, it could've been my half of the family!  Except there wasn't any Staff's barbecue!).

Friday, November 18, 2011

Goodbye, Old Friends

Crisco.  Velveeta.  Cream of mushroom soup.

These are the ingredients of many of my favorite childhood and early adulthood dishes:  chocolate chip cookies, cheese dip, Ranch chicken, chicken spaghetti, broccoli noodle soup.  Mmm, mmm, good.

I haven't made most of those dishes recently, eschewing the unwholesome ingredients without locating an adequate substitute.

But now I think I've found some.  Coconut oil.  Colby cheese.  A white sauce with mushrooms.

Actually, I've only tried the first two--substituting equal parts coconut oil for Crisco and equal parts Colby cheese (or 3/4 Colby and 1/4 American) tossed in a little flour for Velveeta in dishes where it's not the main ingredient (i.e. I don't think it would work in cheese dip as well, but I might try it, perhaps with Colby-Jack).  The coconut oil was indistinguishable from Crisco in a quick bread; the Colby was far more complex than Velveeta but the right consistency. And I understand that the white sauce with mushrooms is a good substitute too. It's worth a try.

Of course, such substitutions make sense because these convenience products were originally shortcuts for home cooks tired of (or looking for cheaper or easier substitutions for) lard, melting cheese, and a roux.

I guess more than getting rid of old friends, I'm actually embracing the originals.


Dharma Christmas?

I'm obviously on a new mailing list, probably because of my Buddhadharma or Shambhala Sun subscriptions.  I've recently been getting a lot of Buddhist/Asian knick-knack catalogs, filled with the trappings of practice (bells, incense bowls, statues, and the ubiquitous cushion) but also a variety of Asian-inspired crafts (jewelry, clothing, household objects, art, etc) and resources such as books and CDs.  I had no idea that the religion of non-attachment had so much stuff!  And all in time for that oh-so-Buddhist holiday, Christmas.

TGIF

I'm so glad it's the weekend, even if we have to ramp up some errands because of the holiday next week.  This week just had a lot of tears, though none of them mine.  Sis and Bud both seemed to cry about something everyday.  And Bud made sad exclamations, "Mommy, it's a bummer of a day!"  "Mommy, can I stay up late and have a do-over [of today]?"  "That is a not-good miracle."

Yep, Bud, let's have a do-over, starting now.