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I have made fried honey-and-red wine sauce chikcen and drunk two glasses of Reisling. Did not have time to have lunch. Can't wait for four glasses of wine on an empty stomach (not counting bits of crispy chicke skin I snarfed from the pan.) We have more food lurking in the fridge, and am also making leg of lamb with rosemary and curry powder and thyme. I'm sure it will be delicious. (The cook says, "And garlic." I am typing on a laptop in the kitchen.
We are having a very traditional conversation on original names before Ellis Island changed them. I am the only one who doesn't know mine. My grandfather couldn't remember, and my Dad said he couldn't even when my Dad was a child. Woes. Halle thinks maybe the Mormon temple has records anyway?
I know it's required on Purim (okay, at least recommedned) to get so drunk that you can't tell the diffference between Mordecai and Whatsisface, but in my experience, Passiover has a very strong "drink on an empty stomach" factor.
Meanwhile, in today's developmental psych class, the professor went on an anti-juice tirade. My notes read, "Juice is the devil." Let it be a warning to all of you! Absolutely no juice for kids between ages 2 and 6 (And I guess before 6 too.) I think it has too much sugar? Eeven if fesh-squeezed?
We are now putting out pistachios. For noshing. Halle is salting the pistachios.
I will try to post again between plagues or something.
ETA: I forgot to mention - damn, I forget what I thought I needed to mention.
ETA 2: What I meant to mention was that I have only had 2 hours of sleep.
Also, I am wearing Halle's Harjuku Madness shirt. Mine got splattered by chicken oil and is in the wash. It is very clingy and my breasts look humongous,
ETA 3: Halle opened a bottle of seltzer water to make the matzoh balls fluffy and it exploded everywhere. We all screamed.
We are having a very traditional conversation on original names before Ellis Island changed them. I am the only one who doesn't know mine. My grandfather couldn't remember, and my Dad said he couldn't even when my Dad was a child. Woes. Halle thinks maybe the Mormon temple has records anyway?
I know it's required on Purim (okay, at least recommedned) to get so drunk that you can't tell the diffference between Mordecai and Whatsisface, but in my experience, Passiover has a very strong "drink on an empty stomach" factor.
Meanwhile, in today's developmental psych class, the professor went on an anti-juice tirade. My notes read, "Juice is the devil." Let it be a warning to all of you! Absolutely no juice for kids between ages 2 and 6 (And I guess before 6 too.) I think it has too much sugar? Eeven if fesh-squeezed?
We are now putting out pistachios. For noshing. Halle is salting the pistachios.
I will try to post again between plagues or something.
ETA: I forgot to mention - damn, I forget what I thought I needed to mention.
ETA 2: What I meant to mention was that I have only had 2 hours of sleep.
Also, I am wearing Halle's Harjuku Madness shirt. Mine got splattered by chicken oil and is in the wash. It is very clingy and my breasts look humongous,
ETA 3: Halle opened a bottle of seltzer water to make the matzoh balls fluffy and it exploded everywhere. We all screamed.
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Also, the juice thing has something to do with the sugar, but also with the nutrients. I don't remember exactly. Something something science.
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Note: I let my daughter drink apple juice, and unwatered at that (parents are encouraged to mix juice with water; I actually do that for myself whenever I have juice, because I find most juices too strong), so clearly I don't believe juice is an absolute evil. But it does have issues.
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(I suspect I'll wind up giving my kids juice anyway. Then later, they can tell people it scarred them for life.)
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I know it's required on Purim (okay, at least recommedned) to get so drunk
The typo in this makes it extra cute. ^_^)
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Happy Passover! Although my only Jewish connection is through children's books, I was always sad that it would never have been my turn to ask the questions, since I had an older brother. (All-of-a-kind Family for the cosy connection.)
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But it's never too late! Two of the last 3 years, I've had seder with Redbird's aunt, and her extended family. In that family, I'm the youngest, so I ask the four questions. (Redbird has a bunch of cousins, none of which have kids.) And by the standards of that family, I have a good singing voice. It's a strange set of coincidences...but what really makes it worth the trip is that they're all so kind and welcoming. Nicer than the family I grew up with, really.
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A child in my extended family did not have any juice until she was 4. Before that, she just had fruit or wine. Friday nights when she was a baby, her parents would do the blessing over wine, dip a fingertip in the cup, and give her a taste. And when she was old enough to drink from a cup, they'd give her a little sip. But when she was 4, the social pressure against giving a child wine clashed with the social pressure against juice, and clashed with their own sensibilities that the blessing is *supposed* to be over wine. So now they do the blessing over grape juice...and all three say "amen" after kiddush, then each parent takes a little ritual sip, wincing a bit at the taste, and the 6-year-old eagerly drinks the rest of the cup.
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Happy Passover!
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Chag sameach!
(I don't use seltzer in mine - still fluffy!)
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I forgot how cue drunk oost can be ♥
eta I must be pretty cute too ;-)
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I don't know my original family name on my father's side, either - my great-grandfather (who died when I was 3 or so) changed it and apparently the information got lost somewhere. It is probably not anything obvious since all the obvious names are German and he was from Odessa.
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1 4-pound chicken, cut up
2 tablespoons oil
1 cup dry red wine, such as Zinfandel
2 tablespoons honey
Rinse chicken and pat dry. Heat oil in heavy large deep skillet over medium heat. Add chicken to skillet. Cover and cook until golden brown, about 15 minutes per side. Turn chicken skin side up; continue to cook uncovered until cooked through, about 10 minutes longer. Transfer chicken to platter; tent with foil to keep warm.
Pour off excess fat from skillet. Add wine and honey. Simmer until reduced to 1/3 cup, stirring often, about 8 minutes. Season with salt and pepper. Pour sauce over chicken.
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Then a few years back (after mine were mostly grown) they realized that sugar-water + vitamins is still sugar water, no matter what its source, and that parents all over the country (like me) were feeding their small children juice whenever said small child wanted a liquid, and it really wasn't good for them.
It's not so much that Juice is the Devil as that Juice is Kool-Aid, Not Oranges.