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Wednesday, 03 February 2010

  • Parents

    I love my parents. I hate my parents. My parents are annoying, interfering and they just don't seems to get the world around them. However, to be fair, for the most part I don't get the world they live in either.

    My parents pictures have graced the entries of numerous posts in the recent past. My parents are actually wonderful people who have done a lot for others throughout their lives. Whenever I think ill of them, I remind myself it is because we are too close; We live too close, we are too much alike.

    It is sad I have to rationalize my feeling towards my parents. Yet, I watch my mother dealing with her mother, I watch my father dealing with his mother and I realize it's o.k. They love their parents. They hate(d) their parents (probably not my mother, but she's weird) They think their parents are/were annoying, interfering and just don't get the world around them. It is another of the never ending stages of growing up.

    As we get old, they get older. I am at the point were I could naturally lose a parent to the cycle of life. Their health is not what it once was.

    Yesterday, I had my parents over for dinner, something I rarely seem to do. Today I am wistful thinking about them.

    Say "Hi" to your parents today, wherever they may be.

Sunday, 24 January 2010

  • Whiskey Ginger Pear Tarts

    I am a great cook. I say that quite often. Thing is, it is the only talent I have that makes me proud. After all, who really cares if a 42 year old women can twirl batons. By the way, I can still throw it in the air, do a cartwheel and catch it.

    Currently, I am a professional. I am aware that being a diner cook is stretching the term professional a bit. Yet, for all the times I have said I was a great cook, I never really strutted my stuff. So, let prove myself today.

    1 1/4 c. water 
    3 T. white sugar  
    2 T. brown sugar
    1/2 t. ground (powder) ginger
    1/4 in. fresh ginger minced
    1/4 c. small tapioca pearls
     3 T. whiskey (bourbon)
    1/2 t. cinnamon
    1 can pear slices, drained

    Combine all ingredients except canned pears in sauce pan and bring to boil. Stir often to avoid sugar and tapioca sticking to bottom of pan. About 5 min. Reduce heat to simmer and continue cooking for about 45 min. Stir occasionally. Tapioca pearls should appear clear when fully cooked. Add drained pears, stir and allow to cool slightly.

    Spoon mixture into pre, but under baked shells. Bake 5-6 minutes @ 375.

    Fresh pear can be used. You will need to increase the water by 1/4, and add one more tablespoon of both brown and white sugar.

    You can also use the juice from the canned pears as part of you 1 1/4 cup of liquid.

    The pretty little deserts were made using my cottage cheese pastry recipe. You should feel free to use any pastry recipe you prefer.

     



Sunday, 17 January 2010

  • Bothersome Relatives


    It seems my brother took offense to his picture being placed on the Internet. I have removed it from my previous post, but I refuse to remove pictures from the online storage account. On more than one occasion I have lost scores of pictures by not storing them online.

    My bother should be more concerned with unflattering comments I found about him on peoples blogs and professional sites then his little sister posting innocuous childhood photos that make him look like a human being.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

  • Pictures

    Recently my mother handed me an envelope of old pictures. Without thinking about it or paying much attention, I scanned them and saved them online. The fact that they are now on my hard drive means they appear as a slide show as the screen saver runs its course 15 minutes before the power saver option takes over.

    Ladies and gentleman, random trolls and other bored people, let me once again introduce to baby amygwen, her pain in the ass brother, and their parent, before having children.

    This is one of my favorite pictures of my father. If you look closely, there is no doubt where my looks come from.



    I believe this is their engagement party. She is 18 and he is 20.




















    Then along came the kids.
     

     
     



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Friday, 01 January 2010

  • New Year's Post

    Look people, I know it's a New Year, but don't you have anything to say today. Top Blogs, my source of random entertainment, contains 32 (or more) entries about resolutions, predictions or year/decade in review. I won't even mention the endless pulses littering my inbox. 

    YOU ARE BORING.

    After I read a few of them, I realized they were not insightful or informative. They did not tell me about you. They did not expand the writer's horizons. For the most part, they were egocentric, generic and cliche.

    They lacked entertainment value. Basically the word generic comes up again. These post were devoid of a hook. There were few gems of originality. There were of course those diamonds hidden in the mix. (It's too hard to link them, so you have to go find them yourself) However, how many post did I have to go through to find some good entertainment.

    Alright people, time to jump off the band wagon and get back to posting.



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