Friday, January 30, 2009

Sick and tired and raising hell.

...as much as I raise hell, at my current life state.

The in-laws arrived last night. We were up until one, chatting and carrying on. They're fine this morning. I feel like death. I'm blaming the germs; I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a nose fulla goo. It's also possible I'm old. (It isn't the years; it's the mileage.) Today we're going to late lunch, shopping, and home for pot roast. I'm tired just thinking of it, but one of the shopping stops involves a book store so I'm going anyway.

Ordered some yarn for a sample for the Twist Collective proposal. If I pull off what I'm plotting, one way or another it will be available for sale. And I think I can adapt it from a half-round to an oblong. I think. We'll see.

My mother-in-law has spent the last half hour trying to teach the Goob to play 'Go Fish'. I'm not religious enough to consider sainthood, so, what... a medal? Some good chocolate? A hug? The woman deserves SOME award for patience. Possibly worship.

Yesterday I knocked out two dozen perogis. Out of curiosity, I timed myself. Two dozen perogis in half an hour. Apparently, once you make fifty or sixty dozen of the little suckers, the mojo parks in your soul, never to leave. Last time I made these was before the Goob was born, and there I was yesterday, just whacking them out like nothing.

Unfortunately I lost my recipe for the dough and found another I thought was close enough on line. Wrong. There is serious structural integrity problems with the new dough; last night I was boiling some and one EXPLODED.

Bah. Two dozen perogis, and they're crappy.

Anyway, I gotta go put a seven pound pot roast in the oven and go book shopping. This would be a load of fun if I could breathe out my nose.

9 comments:

Roz said...

They look nice -- maybe poaching them as opposed to boiling them might be the ticket?

Nikoleta said...

Those look delish!
I hear you on the mojo, I make spanakopitas multiple times a year which involves a ton of folding, and it seems like it's going to take forever, but within an hour I have a hundred or so.
Sucks you're not feeling good, everything feels so daunting and un-fun when you're feeling bad.

Susan said...

They look great.... Just because one exploded doesn't mean they won't be good. I always have one explode even when I cook ravioli. Sure hope you feel better soon. Love your blog... It is always interesting and fun. Thank you!

Leonie said...

They look good before they are cooked, close your eyes and pretend while eating??? Bake them perhaps? Oh all sorts of wrong there I know but it's a thought, just call them pasties!

Amy Lane said...

Well, bummer on the nose fulla goo-- but huzzah and a medal and the GOOD pirogies for nana-go-fish!

Roxie said...

Vicks. Vicks VapoRub. And the strongest mints you can find. Or wasabi. That will thin the goo considerably. You'll need those lotionized tissues then. Puffs? Or you'll rub your poor nose raw.

I love your MIL!

May you find many books.

Roxie said...

Vicks. Vicks VapoRub. And the strongest mints you can find. Or wasabi. That will thin the goo considerably. You'll need those lotionized tissues then. Puffs? Or you'll rub your poor nose raw.

I love your MIL!

May you find many books.

Alwen said...

I can put my hand on 7 pierogi dough recipes. Check your email soon. :)

MLJ1954 said...

You do neat perogies! Mine always look like I trampled them to death ... I think its that whole patience thing (three kids and I don't have any).

You could always cook them in the pot sticker fashion (hot oil and chicken or veggie broth).