I Hope She Had A Good Laugh!

I have had a busy day today, which helped keep my mind off of grieving for a little bit. However, I must tell on myself about a couple of things that I hope gave her some good laughs today.

I had gone up to the Pioneer Center to work on a couple of small things for her Sept 9 memorial service and I finished those and was heading back to the house. I was in the golf cart. It was blowing pretty hard this afternoon.

I have been writing thank you cards for the people who have been bringing me meals. I have been putting them in a zip lock bag and then when I run into the folks, I give them their card.

Well as I get to the only major intersection, I have to cross to get home the wind blows the bag of cards out of the cart and into the street. I went thru the intersection and stopped the cart and was going to try to run back and get the bag of cards. Well, the wind was taking it and it was blowing towards the ponds on the 11th hole of the Conestoga Golf Course. i jump back into the cart and drove up the street to where I could turn around and drive back to where the cards were blowing towards the ponds.

Thankfully a couple of cars drove over the bag, and this probably saved my bacon and kept them on the street. So, I get the cart parked between the golf course and the cards and I jump out and go to get the bag. Now of course as soon as I bend over to pick it up it blows away from me and the chase was on. I finally got the damn bag and I hightail it back to the cart and get the hell out of there praying that no one saw my keystone cop impersonation. But I know she was up there watching and probably laughing her ass off.

A couple of days ago, I got the bright idea to make some cocktail pasties to have at the house for family to snack on after Jennifers Sept 9 service. Since we were having crappy weather, I decided today was the day to make them.

Jennifer and I used to make them every so often. However, there usually was a gap of several months to years between batches. I think this was that we needed time to allow our memory banks to get a little fuzzy about making them because the damn things take a lot of work.

A couple of observations from today's culinary preparations. First is that the hot desert environment and a cream cheese, butter and flour dough don't go together very well. No matter how chilled you keep the dough. Fortunately, I was smart enough to break the dough into small balls and leave them in the refrigerator (So I am smarter than I look) but that dough would unchill pretty damn quick.

The second observation is that I really need to buy one of those ravioli maker things that crimps the edges of the dough. My sausage fingers did not due a good job. Between the dough getting un-chilled and my sausage fingers I was not getting a good crimp especially on the last batch.

These pasties would not win a blue ribbon for their looks, but they taste OK. A couple look like little baked taco's but oh well they will have to do.

Jennifer used to say that I have all the patience in the world, because I have never used any of it. Well let's just say there were more than a few four-letter words getting tossed around the Sologub kitchen this evening. I am sure that she was probably laughing and saying, "Oh you didn't marry me for my cooking", well look at you now you know it all.

Anyway, I hope she had a few good heavenly laughs today.