Today the egg came first. →
It's such a pleasure having this week off. This afternoon I made a shisel of egg salad, mit mayo, Miracle Whip, salt, pepper, onion powder, a smidgen of mustard and a dash of hot sauce (as a sandwich, it reduced jon to grunts). Later this afternoon, I plan to roast a chicken, one of those plump Perdue ovenstuffers. When I'm not exhausted, I find I like to cook. I don't even mind the dishes. (Blueberry vodka with cranberry, mango, and a squeeze of lime makes a fine afternoon cocktail, by the by.)
Bonus story: Speaking of recipes, my student with the disturbing rabbit-eye tale told me about a recipe her grandmother had for the lovelorn. Seems if a gal stirs a little menstrual blood in her desired's rice and beans, it makes her irresistable to him. My student swears she's seen it work for the most "ugnoxious" woman in DR whose husband now can't get enough of her.
(We were reading The Crucible, you see, and discussing whether witches really exist; quite a few of my students believe they do. They also giggled irresistably whenever Tituba's name was mentioned. Apparently, it means "woman with big breasts" in spanish.)