Showing posts with label Cookery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cookery. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Kin



This was sometime after I'd talked about Harraway and "Make kin not babies!" and C said  gesturing at dinner--"You mean like this? Like you do?" And it felt like this might be the best compliment ever.







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Sunday, December 16, 2018

I didn't make this







Not even the picture,


and everything about this was awesome.


Big A has a fan following and it's not all kids.







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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Better late...

Woke up this morning happy from impending Thanksgiving, and plan to go through these two that I stashed away last month after work today (teaching day, so it's possible that I might just take a nap instead).

And I should probably stop picking these up, our menu is pretty much settled at this point.

(Except I'm changing the brown-butter pumpkin gravy--which only I love--into a brown-butter pumpkin soup with pepitas and sour cream that shall be everyone's first course. Baahhahhhaha.)

Update: I will not be able to get to the extra recipes and pictures today. But... those two meetings after classes paid off, as it sounds like my workplace bully will be asked to attend mediation with me. So that's one big thing to be thankful for today.






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Monday, July 16, 2018

What do you recognize?


S posted this picture yesterday, and I loved the doggo. 
Then I realized I knew the backdrop to the picture
intimately

It was three kitchens ago,
and kinda my favorite kitchen 
ever.


UPDATE: At got the connection right away. "It's because I spent so much time at that table trying to finish my food." ðŸ˜‚
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Wednesday, February 14, 2018

First Cake


 It's chocolate and raspberry--or as she put it,
"Two iconic valentine's day flavors."



First taste of cake. I want to eat those arms and fingers too. 
(Pic courtesy Cousin N on FB)

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Friday, May 12, 2017

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Sometimes, Love


is a chat with an old student 
who baked a loaf of green bread
for St. Pat's day and drove here 
from 45 minutes away

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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Daughter to Mama

"I made a new poem," she says.
"Let's hear it then," I say, half-listening as I start pulling dinner prep together.


"You can take the NuNu out of the Mama
                             But
You can't take the Mama out of the NuNu"


Reader, I melted.

(Turns out she actually said MoMA because she's really into making art; but I heard what I heard.)

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Monday, February 27, 2017

Conference Sadness



Image may contain: text            I ordered the Krispy Kreme Bread Pudding only because



 I missed everyone so much and it reminded me of eating it with the fam in New Orleans.



But it didn't help.



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Monday, January 16, 2017

Consumed

The children have left me
with this changed body
that holds onto their shapes
as though they're still inside

And the gulp of lovepride
worrylove happybrightfear
and other odd couplings
on the lip of my heart


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Yesterday, lingering after dinner, smirky and teasing (and full of love), At and Nu told me that even if I was in a nursing home on Thanksgiving, they'd make sure to visit me (and feed me mashed potatoes). 

Thursday, January 05, 2017

Love Truths

Got home after four days of conferencing today, After dinner, Big A went upstairs and fell asleep, and then the kids went to bed, and then I made a late-night grocery-store run.

He showed up as I was putting groceries away and stood there (not helping!) throwing and catching a cauliflower (not helping!) and... I must have given him a speaking side-eye. To which he responded:
Oh. I didn't actually come downstairs to help you. I came because I missed you so much and wanted to see you. *Grippy-Hug*
This thing is sweet AND tough.

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Saturday, November 26, 2016

Post-Thanksgiving

FIL and step-MIL came to visit the day after Thanksgiving and rather than feed them T-day leftovers as I did last year, I made ramen (with really nice broth, loads of fresh veggies, and lots of add-in toppings: peanut sauce, kimchi, roast chicken, fried eggs).

At the end of the meal, step-MIL says, "thanks for dinner.. it was really simple and..." And she just trails off. Healthful? Flavorful? No. Nothing. I don't think she was trying to diss my food, it was more like she genuinely lost interest in completing that sentence.

This morning--being back in the kitchen reminded me--and I started to giggle about it and had to explain to the kids why. At says, "Yeah, I noticed that too." So we giggled some more.

And it's been our response of choice to everything..."It's really simple and..."

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Monday, April 04, 2016

Après le diner


It's not much, really.
But, I can tell

our week's dinner
from the small aches

the burns and scalds,
and nicks they wrought.

But it is the half-eaten plate
that brings heartache.

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Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Après le diner

It's nothing, really.
But, I can tell

our week's dinner
from the small aches

the burns and scalds,
and nicks they wrought.

It is the half-eaten plate
that brings heartache


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Tuesday, December 22, 2015

Santa-Hat Triptych




NuNu designed and made these Santa's Hats based on something a class mom brought to their Holiday party... We improvised with some Pinterest help...




And the next day, she taught her brother too.

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Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Nu-Sensical

Nu hasn't eaten her lunch--a wedge of Tortilla Española from dinner the day before.

Because: "You didn't pack me a fork!"

But: "I ate everything else! Even the sour cream for the tortilla. Although it wouldn't come out and I had to use my fingers."



It's a good thing then that FB sent me a great memory yesterday.





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