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dubdobdee1: conversion 1 kilo = 2.2 lbs, so turkey = 3.3-ish hrs plus "resting" time = start cooking at 2
2: presents at 3, so that works well
3: tilly has an upset tummy :/ but i can hear her saying "puckEEE" across the house so she is either happier or blames me
4: tasks = wobsdinner prep and make up the fire -- actually gathered frozen kindling yesterday and put by a storage heater so will be dry!
5: all the acrobats up onto the pyramid at six!
6: five does not exist so i need this
update A:
7: full mumbot kollektiv rollcall -- doctrah b is here obvs, mog already texted and is now either sleepin or fitin, P already texted and is spendin day w/nuBF's fambly which will either be lovely or another fite, T cannot text out and will land-ring at a tricky time, V is juggling HER insane fambly and will forget, R i see on the 27th, B has two boys 8 and 10 now and YOU have to go visit HER, which i fked up this year... time to tidy kitchen ready for action
update B:
8: M just cracked a plate by puttin on the hot hob and is furiously enraged with himself. Seeing as this house has a whole wing given over to piles of dusty mismatched crockery inherited by inanition, the sukrats are coolly unbothered, which probably sekritly annoys him more. T!lly is better. We have dug out a vast copper jamkettle -- bcz we are actual real moomins -- to soak the turkey in at M's demand. It will also turn it a bit a green unless we scrub the jamkettle, which has sat oxidising since mum last made jam = 1973 i wd guess...
update C:
9: i am grabbing a moment's calm and recalling that mum's cooking motto was THE KITCHEN IS CLOSED, she preferred to do it all herself unencumbered with help and i have inherited this -- focus demands solitude; luckily the t!llykru are gone to the churchyard to propitiate mum's ever-prankish ghost, not QUITE soon enuff as the chestnuts just boiled dry and charred a wee bit; everything is peeled except the fkn sprouts whch i am hoping another hand with tackle, motto be damned... mum's other motto was "Why do i not have a drink in my hand already?" and while that did not end so smoothly for her, it's after midday and i have earned it, as have we one and all
update D:
10: NEVER JOKE ABOUT MUM'S PRANKSH GHOST! As I made breadcrumbs for the bread sauce -- and just at the point where easily had enuff, ie about a quarter of the way through my usual QUEST FOR ALL THE CRUMBS -- the blender started smelllng of hot rubber, then made a funny noise, then broke in bits, whirling breadcrumbs all over everywhere... basically it is new and not robust enuff to handle STALE BREAD so money back plz mr crap appliance merchant... i was actually using my hand to cover the little feedhole, luckily when the blades came adrift they merely bobbled about in the drift of crumbs... anyway i had enuff, as mum's ghost well knew, and M volunteered to peel the sprouts so RESULT after a chaotic fashion. We are on-target still.
update E:
11: turkey in; t!lly's tummy still hurty which is a sad; nothing else to do foodwise till c.4ish = pheasant bcz i. we are FANCY as you always knew and consider gormenghast an mere upstart smallholding -- also more to the point dad's carer hates turkey -- and parboil the veg that needs roasting; no one is drinking except me yet<-- actual real propitiation of mum's ghost i ph34r... i told the others was liveblogging and they sed WHAT ARE YOU LIKE! so hurrah and let's hope they don't find or read it
update F:
12: actual eating time 6-ish which shd be good for dad and maybe t!lly and we are TAPING DR WHO with an actual old-skool VIDEOTAPE just like in victorian times
update G:
13: everyone now drinking except dad's carer and t!lly; M and DB having an argt the methodologies of parboiling; presents put back till 3.30 ftb t!lly's tummy
update H:
14: DB: "how are we comin out on the blog?" DDD" "lovable!"
update I I I I I:
15 and 16: fvck we're good! all served everyone eating nothing ruined no one murdered
2: presents at 3, so that works well
3: tilly has an upset tummy :/ but i can hear her saying "puckEEE" across the house so she is either happier or blames me
4: tasks = wobsdinner prep and make up the fire -- actually gathered frozen kindling yesterday and put by a storage heater so will be dry!
5: all the acrobats up onto the pyramid at six!
6: five does not exist so i need this
update A:
7: full mumbot kollektiv rollcall -- doctrah b is here obvs, mog already texted and is now either sleepin or fitin, P already texted and is spendin day w/nuBF's fambly which will either be lovely or another fite, T cannot text out and will land-ring at a tricky time, V is juggling HER insane fambly and will forget, R i see on the 27th, B has two boys 8 and 10 now and YOU have to go visit HER, which i fked up this year... time to tidy kitchen ready for action
update B:
8: M just cracked a plate by puttin on the hot hob and is furiously enraged with himself. Seeing as this house has a whole wing given over to piles of dusty mismatched crockery inherited by inanition, the sukrats are coolly unbothered, which probably sekritly annoys him more. T!lly is better. We have dug out a vast copper jamkettle -- bcz we are actual real moomins -- to soak the turkey in at M's demand. It will also turn it a bit a green unless we scrub the jamkettle, which has sat oxidising since mum last made jam = 1973 i wd guess...
update C:
9: i am grabbing a moment's calm and recalling that mum's cooking motto was THE KITCHEN IS CLOSED, she preferred to do it all herself unencumbered with help and i have inherited this -- focus demands solitude; luckily the t!llykru are gone to the churchyard to propitiate mum's ever-prankish ghost, not QUITE soon enuff as the chestnuts just boiled dry and charred a wee bit; everything is peeled except the fkn sprouts whch i am hoping another hand with tackle, motto be damned... mum's other motto was "Why do i not have a drink in my hand already?" and while that did not end so smoothly for her, it's after midday and i have earned it, as have we one and all
update D:
10: NEVER JOKE ABOUT MUM'S PRANKSH GHOST! As I made breadcrumbs for the bread sauce -- and just at the point where easily had enuff, ie about a quarter of the way through my usual QUEST FOR ALL THE CRUMBS -- the blender started smelllng of hot rubber, then made a funny noise, then broke in bits, whirling breadcrumbs all over everywhere... basically it is new and not robust enuff to handle STALE BREAD so money back plz mr crap appliance merchant... i was actually using my hand to cover the little feedhole, luckily when the blades came adrift they merely bobbled about in the drift of crumbs... anyway i had enuff, as mum's ghost well knew, and M volunteered to peel the sprouts so RESULT after a chaotic fashion. We are on-target still.
update E:
11: turkey in; t!lly's tummy still hurty which is a sad; nothing else to do foodwise till c.4ish = pheasant bcz i. we are FANCY as you always knew and consider gormenghast an mere upstart smallholding -- also more to the point dad's carer hates turkey -- and parboil the veg that needs roasting; no one is drinking except me yet<-- actual real propitiation of mum's ghost i ph34r... i told the others was liveblogging and they sed WHAT ARE YOU LIKE! so hurrah and let's hope they don't find or read it
update F:
12: actual eating time 6-ish which shd be good for dad and maybe t!lly and we are TAPING DR WHO with an actual old-skool VIDEOTAPE just like in victorian times
update G:
13: everyone now drinking except dad's carer and t!lly; M and DB having an argt the methodologies of parboiling; presents put back till 3.30 ftb t!lly's tummy
update H:
14: DB: "how are we comin out on the blog?" DDD" "lovable!"
update I I I I I:
15 and 16: fvck we're good! all served everyone eating nothing ruined no one murdered
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Date: 2009-12-25 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-25 12:29 pm (UTC)hope you are having excellent wobsmas action!
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Date: 2009-12-25 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-25 03:11 pm (UTC)carrots no need
the argt was actually abt whether to boil a kettle of water before you start to boil or parb: i left em to it
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Date: 2009-12-25 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-25 03:47 pm (UTC)white hydransia for table.
で、サイドテーブルにはtall vaseにcasablanca&hydransiaを
飾りましょうか？
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Date: 2009-12-25 03:48 pm (UTC)欲しい？
i will always love you
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Date: 2009-12-25 05:46 pm (UTC)Re: i will always love you
Date: 2009-12-25 06:26 pm (UTC)