Ozark Oddments: Macaroni and Cheese and...

Monday, June 17, 2019

Macaroni and Cheese and...

So yesterday Richard decided he wanted macaroni and cheese for dinner. Not quite the cachet of slapping some steaks on the grill, but it was Father's Day, and that's what he wanted.

Macaroni (well, penne actually) and cheese it is.

I'm grating the cheese to go in the white sauce, and wouldn't you know, I got a little too close and grated my finger.

And today that bare patch of skin is sort of sore. There is no flap of skin that I can superglue down over the spot to give it some protection. I'll have to put a bandaid on it -- I seem to be constantly hitting it.

So where did that little piece of skin go? I'm thinking that we may have had a little extra ingredient in last night's meal.

1 comment:

Far Side of Fifty said...: Oh my..steak would have been a better choice:); 9:46 PM

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Most of us go through life so absorbed in the cocoon of ourselves that we rarely stop to consider the other. Of course, we think that we do; indeed, we may pride ourselves on our capacity for empathy; we may be considerate and thoughtful in our dealings with others, but how often do we stand before them. so to speak, and experience what it is to be them?--Domenica Macdonald

The Unbearable Lightness of Scones, by Alexander McCall
Smith

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Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering -- because you can't take it in all at once. --Audrey Hepburn

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all, I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.--Agatha Christie

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Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I've had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.--Katharine Hepburn

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One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.”
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"Two people... told me that the word "Christian" would turn people off. I wouldn't mind if to be a Christian were accepted as being the dangerous thing which it is. I wouldn't mind if, when a group of Christians meet for bread and wine, we might well be interrupted and jailed for subversive activities. I wouldn't mind if, once again, we were being thrown to the lions. I do mind, desperately, that the word "Christian" means for so many people smugness, and piosity, and holier-than-thoughness. Who, today, can recognize a Christian because of "how those Christians love one another"?--Madeline L'Engle, "A Circle of Quiet"