Skip to main content

Unpacking with the Mormons

We finally arrived at our new home on Friday, December 22nd. We pulled into the parking lot, and I got the first look at my home for the next few years.
I have to say, Devin did a fine job picking the place out. The kitchen is HUGE. I managed to find places for all my kitchen stuff IN THE KITCHEN. I had no more need to use the spare bedroom as the kitchen annex.
We left to get some lunch. When we got back, we were hit in the face with the realization that we had to unload a truck that it had taken 10 people to pack. This, unfortunately, led to a short crying binge on my part. As always, Devin just comforted me and waited for it to pass.
As we were very slowly unloading thousands of boxes, these 2 guys appeared out of nowhere (ok- really they live downstairs). They asked us if we needed any help. Not being an idiot, Dev told them if they didn't mind, he could use help moving the sofa and the freezer. They drove away, and about an hour later, returned with 2 or 3 more guys. Come to find out they are all Mormon missionaries. I can't tell you how much I love Mormons now. I was all prepared to tell them Devin was a Druid priest, in the event they had conversion on their minds. But, all they wanted to do was sing us a Christmas carol. And after a rowsing rendition of "The First Noel," they disappeared into the night.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Carrot Cake!!!!!!

I made my very first ever from scratch homemade cake at 7,500 feet above sea level today. I have made many homemade cakes before, but that was back home in Savannah, which is practically 2 feet below sea level.

After many dismal failures (including box mixes) I have finally made a cake from scratch that turned out decent. No- better than decent. I think this is the best cake I've ever made. No joke.

It all started when my fried Emmy posted on her blog about receiving as a gift from her hubby, a copy of "The Joy of Cooking." By the way, you should go read her blog. She is nauseatingly multi-talented. She cooks and knits beautifully, as well as a bunch of other stuff I learn about every freakin' time I read her blog. So go over to her blog right now.

Anyhoo...she read the high altitude instructions and cranked out a beautiful red velvet cake that made me drool. After reading that, I decided it was time to stop being a wuss about baking at high altitude and try a…

Sunday Love...

This is what Sunday morning looked like at our house. I was inspired by some beautiful strawberries I bought at the store yesterday, so I wanted to make a special breakfast.

What says "I Love You" more than a stack of hot, homemade buttermilk pancakes???



Well, I'll tell you what. A stack of hot, homemade buttermilk Strawberries Romanoff Pancakes with Brown Sugar-Sour Cream Sauce. That's what.



A very good friend of mine from back home in Savannah, Jared, sent me for an engagement gift a year subscription to "Southern Living" magazine. He explained that he didn't want me to "forget how to be Southern." Although it is doubtful that I will EVER not be Southern, it was a very sweet gift. And I must admit I was so excited the day it landed in our mailbox that I had to fight every instinct in my Southern body not to plop on the couch right then and there and read it cover to cover and commit it to memory.

In the April 2009 issue of "Southern L…

Gouda Mac and Cheese

IMG_1102, originally uploaded by All Things Mimi. Dev loves gouda cheese.
We had a hunk of it in our fridge.
So...I decided to make mac and cheese out of it.
Unfortunately, I wasn't going by a recipe, so I can't tell you exactly how I did it. I can give you a blow by blow, but that's about it.
I started by sauteeing an onion in olive oil and butter (if I had to guess at amounts, I'd say maybe a couple of tablespoons of butter and one tablespoon of olive oil). Oh- and I started boiling the elbow pasta. I boiled about half a pound of pasta for 8 minutes, then drained it.
Back at the cheese sauce...
After the onions had softened (about maybe 5 minutes), I added flour. How much? I have no idea- maybe a quarter cup? I let it cook like a roux for about 5 minutes. I added a little salt and a few drops of hot sauce at this point. I had managed to eek 2 cups of dairy liquid out of my fridge- I had about 1/2 cup of 2% milk, about 1 cup of half and half and maybe 1/2 cup of white wine. …