I think I'll just go to the Lady Godiva shop. One two, done. Home with the goodies.
My favorite holiday dessert is mince pie. You can still find it sometimes. Anyway, I rarely eat regular dessert any more. Just now and then a frozen yogurt bar, or a Weight Watchers Triple chocolate thingie.
I assume this extensive preparation is to make the meat exceptionally tasty, tender and moist. But if you buy a good quality roast, and time it properly, won't you get the same result? the meat I cook for dinner is broiled steak, or roast beef, or roast lamb. None of it needs fancy. But even if you got a better result, we all know I am not spending more than 20 minutes on any prep.
You apparently did enjoy the party. How come you got an invitation to the Governor's party?
That's a nice lamp. The meter looks like an ohmmeter. My late first husband had lots of stuff like that in his electronics lab. I saved some of it like a "bug" (Morse code key) and stuff. And I have a direction finder for a ship that is standing at the edge of the entry to the living room. He was a radio officer in the Merchant Marine.
Poor Mr. Trout must be exhauted. Genius solution for fooling the cats. Wouldn't leave pet door escape to chance. I'd worry that Eloise would figure it out eventually. Both cats here now use the door but prefer human intervention and will at times stand outside and meow and scratch the glass for a door person to let them in. Spoiled little critters. Also, Max, has now the habit of whacking you on the leg with a paw if you don't give him what he wants (if you can ever figure THAT out right away). I am busy looking for magic spells to defuse Trump and have decided to use Max as a familiar. Watch this space. One must be careful not to use magic in an evil way, or it will come back to you. So rendering him ineffective seems the way to go. My personal preference is -- well, we know what it is.
What I hate is to make a note to myself in the bills file to help when I use it again and then not to understand it. We have a long standing loan just about paid up. I got the statement, deducted the current payment, so I would know what to pay next time/ Just got the new statement, none of the numbes match my note. @#$%$
One year in New York, I took my ailing husband for a week in the Hamptons (Long Island). I was unfamiliar with car improvements, had to stop and ask someone how to turn on the lights when it got dark. After getting to the cabin, took us to dinner in town. Drove up and down the main road of the town looking for landmarks that were no longer visible, but finally guessed right and got us back to the cabin. Whew.
Thomas Hood doesn't sound like a fun guy. If he wants to enjoy November, he has to move out of the north. Although, for meself, I love the north any time of year.
meant to say don't like well-done. xx, T
Thanks for the recipes. My eyes glazed over. Well, that's me. Speaking of Betsy and beef leather, when I was growing up, Sunday dinner with relations and friends was often roast lamb and my Mom, just for me, cut a portion off when it was still rare, because I like well-done. In many ways, I was her "son", which means that special family favorite who gets everything they want.
Thelma is entitled to her derangement but you might suggest that she would be doing all of you a favor because her appearance is daunting. Sorry that you can't enjoy cats any more. Come to my house any time, but I just have two. Maybe a trip to Ohio?
I love new snow. My favorite kind of day, was the day after a HUGE snowstorm in NYC, when drifts were as tall as I was, and walking down the sidewalk was like walking through a tunnel. Of course, when the temp changed and the snow melted, then it was slush because of the car. Or it would turn to slush and then freeze and youl would have black ice. That was not fun. But new snow, I miss it a lot, a lot, a lot.
Very sorry for your loss. When we lose someone we have loved deeply, it is always too soon.
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