It's mortal primetime
I helped cook for eight people tonight, since in a sort of semi-impromptu reunion, both of my mother's siblings were in town with their respective partners and the child of one of them, whose own child is graduating from college this weekend because time isn't even an illusion. My major contributions were sautéing a sort of smoky mélange of rainbow carrots and peppers and shallots and handling the pan-frying of the chicken breasts my father was dredging for the piccata while not scalding more than three of my fingertips on the steamed zucchini with dill. My mother's marmalade cake was enjoyed by all. I am now home in a somewhat deliquescent state, since I had two telehealth appointments before even leaving the house, but this total of people had not been in the same place since pre-pandemic and it was important to be one of them. I can't wait for this pollen season to be over. It turns out if you dunk a chunk of brie into homemade pesto, it's a brilliant idea.
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I can guarantee she will make one for you when next you come. (I was thanked! I am just toast regardless of emotions.)
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And I like cooking, so it worked out!
Sorry such things still have to wipe you out, though.
*hugs*
Someday I will have stamina! I insist!
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Ugh, pollen...
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Thank you!
Ugh, pollen...
I like trees. I just also like being able to breathe.
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For science!
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I don't think she'd mind at all! Both of my parents like sharing recipes. I just wouldn't expect an instant reply since they are currently traveling, which puts my mother out of e-mail ambit.
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It worked out really well!
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Nine
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Thank you.
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I find it almost infinitely tasty and I will get you the recipe.
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