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I shouldn't tell you people about cinnamon grahams spread with Nutella and Dickinson's coconut curd, huh? Actually, someone gave me a jar of Nutella, and this is the only way I can eat it. I fail to see the attraction, otherwise.

...I should buy stock in Dickinsons.

this afternoon. I achieved my goal of finding it in a theater that's deeper, screen to seat, than the one where we saw it first. Our seat tier was higher, as well, which gave a much better perspective on the screen. The video was possibly clearer, plus, of course, we knew what was happening. Anyhow, it was thoroughly enjoyable, especially after reading various meta and theory on characters and story.

In other news, the thermometer says it's cooler today than yesterday. I suspect the thermometer is lying. If it wasn't for the shortening of the daylight, I'd be eager for October, ITYW. And in other, other news, supper this evening will be a bowl of steamed broccoli served with coarse sea salt, because it's too damned hot for meat or starch. There may be ice cream after. Or popsicles.

1. What is the meaning behind your LJ name?
2. What was your favourite childhood book or books?
3. What is your favourite recipe and why? Try to post the recipe if you have time.
4. What are the top 5 things on your wish list & have you done any of them?
5. What do you collect?


I'm choosing to interpret this as my favorite recipe to prepare, as opposed to my favorite to consume.

The motto in my house has always been, "I feed people, and they don't get sick and they don't die. H cooks."

He's food-talented. He has the fingers, the nose, the ability to take raw ingredients and make magic. Me? I get sustenance on the table, and it's edible, if mostly indifferent. I did have three never-fail recipes my kids loved, though. I had a very discouraged twenty-something visiting, who dropped his head on my shoulder and pleaded, "Mom? Make me tuna casserole?" Herewith:

Two-thirds of a bag of Mueller's wide egg noodles
One can cream of mushroom soup
One can (6 oz) solid white tuna in water
Tsp minced onion, if desired, or dash onion and/or garlic powder
Handful of frozen green peas

Cook noodles to package directions, about six minutes. Throw in handful of peas.
Open and drain tuna, put in bowl and tease compacted tuna chunks and flakes apart with a fork.
Open soup.
Drain cooked noodles and peas, put in bowl with tuna. Add soup, undiluted, and minced onion, or onion and/or garlic powder, as desired. Toss gently to coat noodles and tuna evenly. Sprinkle surface with black pepper. Serve immediately.

The second fail-proof kid recipe is Pizza Soup. Especially good for recovering Sick Kids.

Can condensed tomato soup
2 oz. bulk mozzarella cheese (a good handful, when diced)
Dash garlic and/or onion powder, if desired
Two slices bread
Tsp crushed dried basil

Prepare canned tomato soup to label directions, diluting with water and not milk. Stir in onion and/or garlic powder, as desired. While soup heats, dice moz and put a layer in the bottom of a soup plate,* set plate on dinner plate or serving tray. Toast bread, when done, cut diagonally into "points." Arrange toast points around soup plate on tray. Pour hot soup over diced cheese. Sprinkle surface with basil. Serve.

*a soup plate, rather than a bowl, allows the cheese to melt uniformly, and spread out, rather than clump together in the bottom of a bowl.

Anything more complicated than this, or mac&cheese (cook elbows, shred sharp cheddar, drain noodles and return to pan, add pat of butter, 1/4 cup milk, stir in cheese, sprinkle surface with paprika, serve) will have to call upon the maestro.

So, the hoosband is making chicken curry for himself, and it's scenting the whole house. I'm not especially fond of the scent of curry, though the exhaust fan is dealing, mostly, at least to the point it's bearable. I like eating curry a lot more than smelling it. Unfortunately, it has potatoes, which are nightshades, and along with tomatoes and peppers, I can't eat them. Well, I can, but I'd pay for it for days after. Not worth it.

So, I'm having a spinach and mushroom omelette, with every cheese we have in the house. Except... *Somebody* left this container of roasted almonds by my chair, and now *someone* seems to have eaten, um, quite a lot of them, one after the other. Now, who on earth let that happen, I wonder?