Lazy Sunday at Home

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    Jul 31, 2016 4:16 PM GMT
    We always try to set aside Sunday as our lazy day. Maybe you guys do similar?

    Now we did run out briefly early this morning to get some groceries. He does baking and other cooking on Sunday, it's a relaxing hobby for him. We'll take the food to friends tomorrow. It's not for us.

    I also found myself corralled into making a little treat I like, more or less an hors d'oeuvre. I wrap strips of Italian prosciutto (from Parma) around hearts of palm, prepared in different ways. So I'll be doing that, too, for a single recipient, a dear friend of ours.
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    Jul 31, 2016 7:36 PM GMT
    Holy Mother of Gawd! Lazy???

    I just went into the kitchen to clean up after him, and he made **12** KahlĂșa cakes, and **12** rum cakes. Granted, they're small bundt cakes, but baked with each of those alcohols, and afterwards drenched, and I mean drenched, with even more. People have told us they get drunk just eating them. When we put them out for cake sales and such I put on the labels I print for them that they have alcoholic content. To warn people who don't imbibe, and also for the safety of children. Bring a lighted cigarette near them and they could burst into flames!

    And then they get placed into small plastic containers, where they are now cooling, sorta like the little square boxes you get for restaurant leftovers. Except these are clear plastic, that we get by the hundred-count, at a restaurant supply outlet. Along with other bulk stuff there. That's how much food we put out. But today's are all for friends, I believe, so I won't hafta print computer labels for them, naming them and mentioning their alcoholic content.

    Some lazy Sunday, huh? But he's happy, and won't step outside all day. While typing this in the office I stepped over and ordered him into bed. He next wants to do our Sunday dinner, an easy reheating using prepared stuff we bought yesterday. But I told him not until he rests at least an hour. Around 5 PM our time will suit me fine. And that's something I can manage myself, if he'll let me. He's done enough in the kitchen for today.
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    Aug 01, 2016 1:20 AM GMT
    WestCoastJock said
    You ordered him to bed? Isn't that elder abuse?

    No, it's love. You should try it sometime. He works hard for being 82. But he doesn't know when to stop. So occasionally I have to give him some direction, shall we say. Always encouraging his interests, never discouraging them, but also urging that he pace himself. Something at 67 that I need to do myself. Don't stop entirely, but know when and how to take some breaks. Then you can resume and do even more.

    We've had our little evening supper, just as I anticipated. Simply reheated the rotisserie chicken and roasted Brussels sprouts we got yesterday. And made a couple of baked potatoes in the microwave.

    A trick I learned in North Dakota some 20 years ago. One of the biggest potato growing US States, which is little known. The instructions how to microwave were right on the bags of potatoes you bought. Unless you're outdoor grilling and wanna do 'em that way, it's the best method I know. And so quick & easy.

    So we're done, and I've already cleaned up, the dishwasher ready to run. This new one is so quiet it shines a red light on the floor so you can know when it's running. So I let it run at night while we sleep, I'll unload it tomorrow morning. Being the latest energy efficient model it takes nearly 3 hours, because I also run the sanitize option.

    Then tomorrow it's back to the grind. Gotta run around to give these 2 dozen cakes he made to our friends. Then we have a luncheon engagement. Next, take our elderly neighbor with the hearing issue to an afternoon doctor's appointment. Plus miscellaneous stops along the way to our insurance agent, bank, etc. That he does all that at 82 is a better definition of elder abuse, except in his case it's self-inflicted.
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    Aug 01, 2016 2:21 AM GMT
    Art, I really would love to have one of these cakes. They sound delish.
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    Aug 01, 2016 1:57 PM GMT
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    Art, I really would love to have one of these cakes. They sound delish.

    They really are. He also does a peppermint, but not this time. The KahlĂșa is made with a chocolate cake, the rum with a white cake. The peppermint also begins white, but turns out green.

    If you're in Miami you're not that far away. Let me know if you're gonna drive up soon. You can have a cake of your choice from this batch (or maybe one of each), and I'll buy you a drink, too, if you'd like. We love meeting RJ guys. PE me for any driving directions you need.
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    Aug 01, 2016 8:41 PM GMT
    I'll spend time cooking on a weekend day if the weather is bad. I don't bake but I can spend endless hours or even days on complicated savory entrees. And enjoy doing it. When I moved from my last house into a condo and instead of separate living room, den, dining room, kitchen everything was one giant room, suddenly the act of cooking got so much more pleasant with the TV on and people around. I thought for a while about moving to New Orleans and I love the old architecture in the French Quarter and Garden District but every house had the rooms primly compartmentalized and while beautiful, I don't want to go back to that. And I do love the wall of glass looking out over the water.
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    Aug 02, 2016 3:42 AM GMT
    Destinharbor said
    I'll spend time cooking on a weekend day if the weather is bad. I don't bake but I can spend endless hours or even days on complicated savory entrees. And enjoy doing it. When I moved from my last house into a condo and instead of separate living room, den, dining room, kitchen everything was one giant room, suddenly the act of cooking got so much more pleasant with the TV on and people around. I thought for a while about moving to New Orleans and I love the old architecture in the French Quarter and Garden District but every house had the rooms primly compartmentalized and while beautiful, I don't want to go back to that. And I do love the wall of glass looking out over the water.

    The kitchen is how my husband relaxes, and also expresses himself. And so I equipped our small condo kitchen as much as it could hold, so he has everything he needs.

    I kinda nudged him into baking, something he never did previously. But I wanted to move him towards "portable" foods he could gift to others. He always thought in terms of a formal meal, which meant we hadda eat it ourselves at home, making us fat, or be having dinners with friends over all the time. Nice, but also a big effort.

    And he doesn't enjoy, nor know how, to cook for less than about 6 people, preferably more. My late partner, half-Italian, was exactly the same way. So I tried the same approach - make foods you can give away to friends. Or put in cake sales and such to raise money for charitable purposes.

    He's gotten into canning, and baking, and making quiches (quite un-Italian, but he does them wonderfully). He's busy & happy, our friends are happy, charities make money and they're happy. It's a win-win all around.

    My only concern is that he goes into a cooking trance, staying on his feet for long hours, and bending over. And that exhausts & hurts him. So I gotta remind him to pace, and plan things so he can take breaks and lie down. That's when I "order" him to bed for rest breaks, which WestCoastJock equated to "elder abuse".

    Perhaps he was joking. Because I think it's an expression of my concern, attention and love. As cooking itself is my guy's Italian manner of expressing love. And his heritage, a homage to his family ("familia"). I dare not discourage that, only encourage & support it.