I love to cook. I love following the recipe while tweaking where I think necessary. I love cleaning the kitchen as I go. Cleaning as you go is an absolute must because then you are not left with a huge mess to clean up. But I love eating food I've cooked, and then discussing what was/wasn't good about the dish or meal.
Who is around of our family couldn't decide what to do after supper. Should we have a Rook tournament? Should we watch a Wuthering Heights? Or should we start a puzzle? We decided to start this puzzle:
Yes, we're going to die. I was working on the bottom dark green section. I put together 20ish pieces all night. When we all work on a puzzle it's quite funny. RuthAnn continues her hilarious ribbing at Philip. We stare at the picture and box and then at our pieces to figure out what part of the puzzle the piece is from. Philip and RuthAnn are humming, whistling, or singing something consistently. Joanna is in charge--telling us what to work on, deciding how the pieces should be sorted, and then which section each person is supposed to work on. Random comments fly across the table as the puzzle is worked on. Then Philip leaves to make us dessert. And we must comment on his cooking as we believe he's burning the food. It makes for an interesting night.
Then we all go our separate ways. Since I don't work till the afternoon, I started and finished The Sisters Grimm: The Council of Mirrors, the final book in the series. I started the series years ago based on a suggestion from my piano teacher. The books weren't fantastic, but I continued because I read along with the publication of the books. Every time another one came out, I hoped it was the last. Nope Michael Buckley wrote nine Sisters Grimm books.
All in all, it was a great time with my family.
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