Ages ago, I had an old, childfree friend coming over for drinks, and I wasn't home when she arrived. My husband explained that I was out delivering food to an ill preschool teacher, and my friend remarked amusedly, "Oh, just like in 'Little Women.'" Well, it's been just like in "Little Women" here a lot lately. Preschool teachers are dropping like flies.
Last week we delivered a meal to Iris's former pre-k teacher, who was laid up following bunion surgery. Today, I cooked for Lucy's current teacher, who was hit by a taxi when crossing a street. I completely overcooked for her, because I was seized by the knowledge that I'm going away tomorrow for a week and I will have no access to a kitchen and no ability to cook. I love cooking, and I don't know quite what to do with myself if I can't cook. So I spent half the day laboring over a hot stove on the pretense of cooking for Lucy's teacher (of course, I doubled everything so we could have some of it all as well). I made spicy cauliflower, tortilla a la Espanola, Sicilian eggplant spread (to go with storebought artisanal bread), and a chocolate cake.
I'm pissed at myself for missing tortilla espanola. Sorry to flake out; I have HUGE amounts of work I need to be doing but FOR SOME REASON I can't get a thing done with Violet around. I wonder why...hmm! I will miss you while you're in camp mather!
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Uh, I mean, I love reading your blog and hope you post new entries soon, as I really enjoy them.
Hope you're just on vacation or something and everyone's healthy and happy. Happy Belated Father's Day to DrunkenWorkingFather.
I'm back, thanks, guys. We were on vacation w/no internet access, no telephone, no celphone coverage, no television... just plenty of bears, bugs, and small children.
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