Hello, all.

I want to apologize for the lack of posts since Wednesday. A confluence of two unavoidable events caused it. Well, one unavoidable event and one instance of me being spacey.

The unavoidable event was flying to New Mexico yesterday, and all the chaos that entails. We have many wonderful loved ones here, all of whom need some of our time. Especially as we’re here effectively to celebrate the holidays, there’s a lot going on. Such as a party this afternoon at Bill’s mother’s house. So yesterday was not a great day for posting.

The other event happened Wednesday night.

We had decided we wanted to try two recipes a second time, the “Steak, Mushroom, and Ale Pie”:http://metacookbook.com/archives/140-71-Steak,-Mushroom-and-Ale-Pie.html and the “Roasted Brussels Sprouts with Garlic.”:http://metacookbook.com/archives/146-75-Roasted-Brussels-Sprouts-with-Garlic.html We invited Rob and Jessie over to eat with us, since the pie (at least) didn’t seem it would reheat well. I also made some roasted root vegetables (turnips, potatoes, and carrots) to make sure there was enough food.

Following the directions on the pie, I made the filling the day before and chilled it. That day I bought some puff pastry, thawed it more thoroughly than the time before, and assembled the pie.

I made the brussels sprouts first, because I thought they’d better tolerate being colder than “fresh out of the oven” than anything else. Well, I kind of made everything at once, but planned for the sprouts to come out of the oven as the pie went in.

So, the sprouts are done just before the pie is totally assembled. I pull the extra-large skillet out of the oven and put it on the only clear space in the kitchen, the stove. I go back and finish the pie, and when I turn around I think, “Oh, those sprouts look like they could use a shake.”

You all know what’s coming next.

I grabbed the skillet and started to lift it for shaking when the sensation of “HOLY HELL, PAIN!” hit my brain. Amazingly, I dropped the skillet back onto the stove and didn’t lose a single sprout. More amazingly, Jessie tells me I kept my personal cool so utterly that she didn’t realize what happened right away. She just saw me put the skillet down, and start running some water in the sink. Once she figured it out, she and Rob pulled together and helped me chill my hand better. Which was good, because sometimes the “cold” water in my apartment is “freezing” and sometimes it’s “warm”. You can imagine which one I got when I needed the other…

I spent the rest of the cooking with my hand in a sink of ice water, directing Jessie and Rob on how to cook the rest of dinner. Bill, of course, walked in when my hand was in the sink and wondered what the hell. Then I ate dinner with my left (non-dominant) hand. That was tricky.

Anyway, all of this is to say that I couldn’t use my right hand for a couple of days. Typing was right out.

So, what’s the plan now that I can type again? Pretty simple. I’m going to try to post daily, even from New Mexico, but I hope you all will cut me some slack if I miss a day or two. Whether I will post some of the recipes to the right, or something new, I don’t know. However, unlike previous trips “home”, you won’t miss out on your MetaCookbook fix for the whole time we’re here. I’m also going to try pretty hard to make two new recipes (cookies) while here, but who knows on that. That will depend on the graces of my family and friends.

Thanks, all!

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