mac and cheese
The girls got one of their favorite weird treats (frozen hash browns, anyone?) the other day. I gave them each a tiny glass ramekin of mac and cheese cheese powder (blech, but they beg for it). I tucked the envelopes behind the toaster and went to fold a load of laundry while the pasta cooked. How stupid am I??? OF COURSE they got into the rest of the cheese. I got to bathe them, clean the table, and mop the floor, and they got to discover that they don’t really like mac and butter.
I think that someone should start a dork cooking accident of the week. Here is my entry:
I was making a lemon tart in a tart pan. A real tart pan is in two pieces; the disc at the bottom and the circle for the outer edge, which has a little lip to keep the side piece on. Then, after the tart is baked, you slip the side off and admire your pretty, upright crust on the side. I prebaked the crust, which you do when making a fruit tart, and here’s where the dorkness comes in. I took the pan out of the oven and what did I do but slide my potholdered left hand UNDER the pan to take it out of the oven. I ended up with a several-hundred degree bracelet on my wrist. I did manage to save the crust, and the burn isn’t painful at all today, though I will have three little brands on my hand and wrist to remind me to pay attention.
my son begs for frozen peas and frozen waffles. he will actually have a tantrum if you cook them for him. weird.
Willow has the most joyful smile.
Why don’t they just sell the packets of the cheese mix, anyway? There’s a HUGE demand for it.
And OUCH! about your wrist (actually, my language is a lot worse than “ouch,” but I’m trying to tone it down).
🙂 Those girls! My dad and his brothers would= sneak downstairs at mignight and devour “sugar butter” – exactly what it sounds like, all the sugar and butter they could find mushed together and eaten by the handful. Ouch! on the burn – hate that. Nigella Lawson’s cookbook features everything, basically, in a springform pan, so I’ve had to be more careful these days not to let a similar thing happen.
Probably because I don’t have to clean up the mess, but there is a part of me which is jealous of all the fun your girls are having lately. I can just imagine them giggling around the house getting into mischief, how fun. Sorry about your wrist and all the messes!
Darling girls, darling post! Little Willow looks SO like her Pa. She is darling.