What’s that? You see a strange white film on my dining room table?
Your hand sticks to the surface?
Oh. Well, that’s because we made ice cream at our Brownie meeting Tuesday afternoon. You know the kind. You measure the (white and sticky) ingredients into one storage bag and then place that inside a larger bag filled with ice and salt.
You should have seen the girls. They had so much fun measuring and dumping ingredients, were creative problem-solvers as they found various ways to deal with the intense cold while they shook their bags, and expressed their delight when the milk-mixture magically turned into ice cream.
Oh, and the funniest thing? Their leader (me), wasn’t thinking right and had each girl make the entire recipe in her bag, which wasn’t a single-serving recipe. Uh huh!! Each girl made enough ice cream to serve at least three (probably four) people!
Hahahaha.
Good times.
Ahem.
Oh. Let me just wipe down the table again so your purse doesn’t get stuck.
I think this is part of my Slob Problem. I see the memories in the mess. On Friday afternoon, as I was finishing up a quick pick-up before a guest arrived, I noticed the milky-white film on the dining room table.
It made me smile.
I role-played my Cute Story Explanation in my head.
But then I realized that while it was a cute story on Tuesday evening, maybe even on Wednesday morning, by Friday it was only a story of someone who doesn’t notice that her dining room table (the first thing someone sees when they enter her home) is . . . dirty.
So I cleaned it.
--Nony
i just noticed how awesome it must be to be a slob blogger… because you got to clean the table and still were able to share your cute explanation story with your readers 😉 now you can see the memories on your blog… not in your mess.
Yep! It’s definitely a perk!
Yes, I prefer my stories in blog form too. Slob vision isn’t just a visual problem–but a temporal one, too, it would seem.
If you like making unusual food with groups of children, I have two suggestions: butter and mozzarella cheese.
The butter is super simple (and does not involve marbles.) Use plastic water bottles – preferable the ones with ridges. Let your heavy cream get to room temp by setting it out on the counter for 8+ hours (nope, not dangerous, and yes, completely necessary.) Fill each water bottle a little less than 1/4 full. Put on the top. Now throw it like a baseball, without letting go. Do not shake it like a maraca, do one sharp downward motion. It takes about 40 throws for the sound of the cream to change from “slosh” to a soft “thunk.” You’ve got butter! Throw a few more times to make sure, and to bring the lumps together. Then cut off the top of the water bottle and dip out the butter. Now if we only had some (homemade) bread to eat it on…… .
Mozzarella takes a bit more (like rennet, and heat) but you can go from milk to cheese in less than an hour, and kids think that’s really cool. And the whey is great for making that homemade bread. Contact me if you’d like directions/specifics for making cheese.
I love good stories and I particularly like telling them. I have caught myself “not bothering to take care of such” because of the value of the story. I have caught myself doing this but I am pretty sure it is something I do more than I catch.