Thursday, February 5, 2015


Postage Stamp with bells to commemorate HOW WE MET.   See ANNIVERSARY on yesterday's post.

Thank you all for the e-mails, the comments, the good wishes on our Anniversary-of-the-Day-We-Met.  We did, indeed, as they say “Meet Cute,” I suppose, and it’s been quite a lively wonderful ride for these twenty-nine years.

And as for the “quiet moments” of reflection mentioned by one Dear Commenter---the day began with a laughing, almost-rowdy breakfast of said Quik/Malt and cinnamon toast, with Ganner’s reminiscences of his own childhood breakfasts with slightly different containers on the table.

On through the day expecting a blast of snow, which began at three, just as we were driving to pick up Sweetpea.  We headed on, as the downpour increased to The-View-From-Ten-Forward.    When we got out of the car, his black vest and my red cape were immediately encrusted in jillions of little not-snowflakes, but tee-ninecy white bits which looked like fairy mothballs, and melted away before we could get through the lobby.

(My phone had rung just as we got to the school, with DD in GA recounting a lovely time of making SALTED CARAMEL SAUCE with our three GRANDS, as a lesson in saturation and crystallization and melting in one of their classes.   She and I had a lively long conversation over who’s doing what, and reading so WELL! and learning about weather and math and other subjects.   They’ve been home-schooling for several years now, and it’s just a marvel to me how one person can cover subjects for so many grades at once, but she does it, and remarkably well, too, with wonderful visits to zoos and museums and art galleries and other interesting places.   These young folks just do beat all).  

We'd skipped lunch, intending to go to Early Bird Dinner at four (yep, we fit right in), and so we drove way back past home in what felt like a blizzard to one of those rompin’ stompin’ places with peanut hulls on the floor, the scent of sizzling steaks in the air, and a general atmosphere of fun, including loud encouragement of YEEEEEHAWWWWWs from all present at intervals.   In the wide doors, stomping a bit ourselves, as we cleared our shoes on the damp concrete of the vestibule, and cheerily shook bushels of the melty little bits from our coats and hats into the shining puddles on the floor.

Sweetpea slid into our booth and  started “peeling” us all peanuts---“Now you see this little crack here---you squeeze it right on the sides.”  On finding a thin papery skin on one set, “Now you just squeak it like this, and that comes right off.”  We were immediately engulfed in bits of hull, peanut, skin, paper napkins, and plates and drinks all up and down the table---you’d have thought we had ALL the Grands in there at once---Don’t I wish?

And that kid knows her way around the roll-basket, she does.   Didn’t eat a bite of her dinner when it came, though she and Ganner DID do quite the lively spoon-fencing over the bowl of Molten Chocolate Cake and scoop of ice cream. 

We laughed and talked and clapped for birthdays with all the rest, and brought home WAY more food than we ate-—much to the benefit of her Mommy, who was famished when she got off the plane, and of Caro, who had a nice half-rack of ribs and most of a Bloomin’ onion for breakfast after work today.  

And so went the romantic Anniversary Dinner---boisterous and fun, dusty with crumbs, way too much food and noise and merriment for any three people.

I often think of one of my favourite stories about Motherhood, quite possibly because I grew up in the final breaths  of the Seen-But-Not-Heard generations: 

  A young woman was visiting a friend, whose little boy several times interrupted the conversation to call his Mommy away to see what he was doing, or reading, or just because.

The visitor asked her friend, “Does it not bother you to be constantly ‘on call’ like that?”

And the Mom replied, “I brought him into the world, and the least I can do is to let him SHOW it to me.”



GSL said...

Just marvelous Darling Rachel! I'd love to have Sweet Pea helping me with those peanuts and holding that roll basket just beyond her reach pending a 'pretty please' and unsuccessfully telling her to look over at that gorilla on the roller skates as I tried to sneak a spoonful of that hot fudge cake!

Jane and Lance Hattatt said...

Darling Rachel,

What a jolly romp of a time you have had!

Sweetpea certainly seems to have the knack with cracking open peanuts and that is very handy indeed. It always seems to us, when presented with such things, that several broken nails later, we still have not managed to eat a single nut. All the effort and none of the pleasure......we definitely need to have Sweetpea in tow next time.

But, what fun to have spent your Anniversary in such a way. All laughter and no reflection. Such a good idea......onwards and upwards say we!

Linda @ Friendship Tea said...

Fun time with family. Can't get much better than that!

Vee said...

You described that so well that I may remember having been there. So you're from where? Towandaland? Wonder where my copy of Fried Green Tomatoes went...

Vee said...

You described that so well that I may remember having been there. So you're from where? Towandaland? Wonder where my copy of Fried Green Tomatoes went...

Vee said...

Great way to start! =D

donna baker said...

Oh Rachel, it is going to take me a long time to get through all the posts I've missed. It has been almost a month since I lost my reading list and other gadgets won't work so I can't find most of the blogs I follow. It is maddening because that is the most fun of blogging for me. I found the recipe and here it goes:
Salted Caramel Upside Down Cake
They used fresh pineapple and rum which I didn't have but this is recipe as it reads.
Spray 9" pan with cooking spray.
1 cup dark brown sugar (mine was light)
2 sticks unsalted butter at room temp
3 TBS dark rum
1 1/2 teaspoons salt
1 1/2 c. flour
2 tsp.baking powder
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
1 c. sugar
1 TBS vanilla
2 large eggs
1/2 c. whole milk
1 medium pineapple cut into rings
1. In small saucepan over med. heat, heat brown sugar and 1 stick butter, whisking occasionally until sugar is dissolved. Bring to a boil and cook until caramel thickens and turns a deep brown (about 3 min.). Remove from heat and stir in rum and 1 tsp. salt. Pour into prepared cake pan and swirl around to coat. Set aside and cool completely (30 min.).
2. Preheat oven to 350. In medium bowl, whisk flour, baking powder, remaining salt and cinnamon. In a large bowl, beat sigar and remaining butter until light and fluffy. Add vanilla then beat in eggs. Add dry ingredients and milk.
3. Arrange pineapple rings atop caramel in cake pan. Carefully add batter over pineapple and smooth using a spatula.
4. Bake until a toothpick comes out clean (this will take about 50 minutes). I always underbake a touch. Let cool for 30 minutes then run knife around sides of pan to loosen. Invert to a large plate.
Enjoy. I can't wait to try it with apple and pineapple.

Jeanne said...

Thank you for the big happy smiles this morning Rachel. Your post is the best entertainment and it always is. For once...I am visiting you FIRST. It is a lazy day and for a change I have time to visit my darling Blog friends. You are first on my list this morning. I always love your comments my dear friend. Today my PS title is "Roses and Tea" and when I saw your Blog title it made me laugh. Great minds...However, our posts are nothing alike.

I love the place you chose to celebrate the anniversary of the day you met Chris. We used to have one here but they went out of business. Sigh! In the winter here, there are not enough people to support much. I love PEANUTS! I loved going to the places to eat where PEANUTS are on the tables to enjoy. Not the shelling! HA! Sounds like Sweetpea has made shelling an art form. Big smile here. Having a grand time and sharing the fun is priceless. The ice cream and fudge cake looks divine.

Sending you all big hugs and happy wishes for the coming week.

Much love,