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Krill of Shadow
Nov. 3rd, 2023 09:00 pmI always have a plan that seems plausible. But they seldom manifest as I imagined. Perhaps because I no longer move as fast as I imagine I can when I make the plan! Nevertheless, it all worked out in the end, although not EXACTLY on schedule.
This morning I made some piecrust. Enough dough for four piecrusts, to be precise. Then I had to go on pause to have a lively Zoom with Deb and the Prussian. I went back to work and rolled out two bottom crusts, peeled and sliced at least 12 apples, mixed them up with white sugar, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg and a tiny bit of flour and salt, piled them into the crusts, then rolled out two top crusts and put them on. I stuck the pies in the oven and took time off for a cup of tea and then a hasty shower. That may have been my mistake right there . . . . I then chopped up an onion and some carrots and started them cooking in the Dutch oven with the ham on top, took out the pies and put the ham in the oven. I asked the Sparrowhawk to cook a pound of bacon while I washed the lettuce and cut up some celery, carrot sticks, and cucumbers for the child contingent of our guests. I cooked a pound of mushrooms in the bacon grease, with some of the bacon chopped up in it. The Sparrowhawk made a cheese tray and sliced some bread, and set the table.
When the guests arrived, I was peeling the potatoes, and the water was almost boiling. So, we just had to sit down and chat long enough for the potatoes to get boiled, and then I had to mash them. It wasn't a very significant delay, and then we ate. I think everyone was happy. This family has four children--three girls and a boy--and much as I hate to use such a cliche, they really are adorable. It was the end of a long school day and a long week, and they were very tired. While waiting for the mashed potatoes to be ready, they had nibbled a little cheese and some bread and honeycomb (they had been making butter at school and had eaten more than enough butter already). Then two of the little girls put their heads down on the table. However, they perked up when the rest of the food arrived.
After they were excused, the youngest wanted to go in the basement to see if there were any toys there. So I told her I had toys upstairs, and I would bring some down. That was something I intended to do earlier, but the schedule . . . . . I brought them my three dolls and their stuffed animal companions, and a box of LotR action figures. Both were a big hit, and they were very happy entertaining themselves. Then we all had pie and ice cream. The pie was excellent. The Sparrowhawk said it was the best apple pie he'd ever had. I was very happy with it. Mostly I credit the apples--half Northern Spy and half Cortland. The crust was good, too. But the important thing was the company, and their enjoyment. All in all, a very successful day.
This morning I made some piecrust. Enough dough for four piecrusts, to be precise. Then I had to go on pause to have a lively Zoom with Deb and the Prussian. I went back to work and rolled out two bottom crusts, peeled and sliced at least 12 apples, mixed them up with white sugar, brown sugar, cinnamon, nutmeg and a tiny bit of flour and salt, piled them into the crusts, then rolled out two top crusts and put them on. I stuck the pies in the oven and took time off for a cup of tea and then a hasty shower. That may have been my mistake right there . . . . I then chopped up an onion and some carrots and started them cooking in the Dutch oven with the ham on top, took out the pies and put the ham in the oven. I asked the Sparrowhawk to cook a pound of bacon while I washed the lettuce and cut up some celery, carrot sticks, and cucumbers for the child contingent of our guests. I cooked a pound of mushrooms in the bacon grease, with some of the bacon chopped up in it. The Sparrowhawk made a cheese tray and sliced some bread, and set the table.
When the guests arrived, I was peeling the potatoes, and the water was almost boiling. So, we just had to sit down and chat long enough for the potatoes to get boiled, and then I had to mash them. It wasn't a very significant delay, and then we ate. I think everyone was happy. This family has four children--three girls and a boy--and much as I hate to use such a cliche, they really are adorable. It was the end of a long school day and a long week, and they were very tired. While waiting for the mashed potatoes to be ready, they had nibbled a little cheese and some bread and honeycomb (they had been making butter at school and had eaten more than enough butter already). Then two of the little girls put their heads down on the table. However, they perked up when the rest of the food arrived.
After they were excused, the youngest wanted to go in the basement to see if there were any toys there. So I told her I had toys upstairs, and I would bring some down. That was something I intended to do earlier, but the schedule . . . . . I brought them my three dolls and their stuffed animal companions, and a box of LotR action figures. Both were a big hit, and they were very happy entertaining themselves. Then we all had pie and ice cream. The pie was excellent. The Sparrowhawk said it was the best apple pie he'd ever had. I was very happy with it. Mostly I credit the apples--half Northern Spy and half Cortland. The crust was good, too. But the important thing was the company, and their enjoyment. All in all, a very successful day.
