Self-evaluation is very difficult
Oct. 23rd, 2011 06:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Have just observed to
kd5mdk that I really have to make "something decent" for supper tomorrow as tonight I'm tired and my hip hurts and Mom and her newly-returned-from-Ottawa housemate are "just getting sausage and beans".
... Yes, that's right, Ladies, Gentlemen and Others:
I am forcing them to struggle through the night with nothing better to eat than free-range-lamb-and-organic-chickpea cassoulet and fresh soda bread. Made from scratch, if you don't mind really good quality canned chickpeas.
I FAIL AT GOOD DAUGHTER FOREVER. THEY WILL HAVE TO DRINK TO DULL THEIR PAIN.
*headdesks into the cutting board*
ETA: OTOH I just cut the soda bread with one of those oddly-shaped medium sized unexplained serrated knives that every kitchen seems to have three or four of, on account of the bread knife being in the dishwasher due to having been used earlier to slice a bun in half or something. Sadly, I got caught doing this.
MOTHER'S KNIFE BLOCK HELL:
Daughter, 41, slices bread with wrong knife AGAIN.
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... Yes, that's right, Ladies, Gentlemen and Others:
I am forcing them to struggle through the night with nothing better to eat than free-range-lamb-and-organic-chickpea cassoulet and fresh soda bread. Made from scratch, if you don't mind really good quality canned chickpeas.
I FAIL AT GOOD DAUGHTER FOREVER. THEY WILL HAVE TO DRINK TO DULL THEIR PAIN.
*headdesks into the cutting board*
ETA: OTOH I just cut the soda bread with one of those oddly-shaped medium sized unexplained serrated knives that every kitchen seems to have three or four of, on account of the bread knife being in the dishwasher due to having been used earlier to slice a bun in half or something. Sadly, I got caught doing this.
Daughter, 41, slices bread with wrong knife AGAIN.
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Date: 2011-10-24 03:24 am (UTC)I feel I should note: My mother DOES appreciate my cooking. I mean, she wishes I could do it without Moving Things, but she is vocally appreciative of my cooking.
This is just my brain-weasels.
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Date: 2011-10-24 02:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-25 05:50 am (UTC)So, you know, actually, yes, I think I DO need to be careful to respect her immense need to have sharp, flammable, and otherwise potentially hazardous objects *exactly* where they belong, and accept that yes, she DOES need to check four times that the stove is off.
Better she checks four times for no reason than that she doesn't check and it's on all night...
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Date: 2011-10-24 06:04 pm (UTC)Have you seen the bumper sticker : Love People. Bake them Tasty Food. ? Maybe you need it for your forehead. I have one.
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Date: 2011-10-25 05:53 am (UTC)At least, this is where I saw them, and I love that.
My mom (mostly) adores my cooking, although she darkly (and correctly) suspects me of Plotting To Make Her Eat More Vegetables, and is currently also Deeply Impressed with me because I know how to take her stove apart for cleaning. This is strictly My Shit.
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Date: 2011-10-25 03:26 pm (UTC)More vegetables. Evil, evil girl. Although congrats on stove cleaning.
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Date: 2011-10-25 05:07 am (UTC)But still. Those are Bad Brain weasels. Pay them no mind. Or feed them sausages. They might stop griping.
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