ECKLEBURG
2004-11-23 - 12:01 p.m.
Sorry for lack of posting, my insistent need to lay on the couch and do nothing except watch crappy TV shows and eat pudding has prevented me from doing many, many things I probably should be doing.
But I have had a burst of energy since yesterday, so the kitchen is clean, 9 towels are washed AND FOLDER, and I have a new blog entry.
We are going to Cleveland for Thanksgiving, to hang with my Dads side of the family, including two of my favorite cousins, their 5 kids (4 of which I really like, and 1 of which is teeny tiny and I haven’t met yet), my aunt and uncle, and most likely my fabulous Yiddish grandma who will not be happy till we all eat the equivalent of 17 pounds of food each. I am kind of expecting her to come to dinner, see only the one or two turkeys, and be disappointed that there isn’t a whole turkey per person, so that she could more easily gauge who had not finished their turkey sized portions and was thus likely to starve to death.
The only bad news is I LOVE to cook turkey, but I will be far down the turkey-cooking pecking order (get it, pecking order!) at this particular gathering. Just because two of my cousins actually went to culinary school, and were professional chefs in fancy restaurants with snooty pleated hats doesn’t mean I can’t cook one mean turkey! I watched Alton Brown and everything!
For the 5-hour drive each way, and in another burst of energy, Grumblecake and I have decided to learn Spanish. So we bought the “Pimsleur Method” CD’s – level 1. We chose them primarily because they are supposed to be really good, but just a little part of me was attracted to them because of the name. I mean “Pimsleur” just sounds so wonderfully French. When we were deciding which classes to take, this was the only one that I could describe to Grumble in my outrageously funny French accent. And it is outrageously funny, mainly because I totally suck at accents no matter what accent I try to do, it always comes out as this weird East-German-Meets-India thing. Its like mini versions of Deeter and Apu duke it out in mouth every time I try.
