There’s nothing I like better than combining a public health message with a spendy, designer purchase in a blog post. So, without further ado….
Readers, if you are a heavy wearer of contact lenses, don’t be lazy about getting your eyes checked on an annual basis. I let things slide last year and only managed to front up for last year’s check up a couple of weeks ago. The good news? My prescription in both contacts and spectacles hasn’t changed. The bad news? I have to cut down on my lens wearing time because my weaker eye is getting a bit oxygen deprived on account of it being smothered by a thick lens for hours on end, practically every day of the year. Fortunately, all I need to do is to give myself a couple of days a week ‘air time’ by wearing specs all day.
I then got out my digital scales and switched the units from grams to ounces to weigh my 8.1 ounces of pasta, roughly 240g. I guess the end result is much prettier if you use elbow pasta but twists were all I had. They were organic though so that has to count for something.
Whisking the 2T of melted butter together with the 2T of plain flour. |
I microwaved the milk to warm it and gradually added the 1 1/2 cups while whisking.
I allowed the sauce to simmer gently for a few minutes and lo and behold, it really did coat the back of my spoon! I’m Cordon Bleu already.
I didn’t add nutmeg with the pumpkin to my sauce. The cheese I used was a low fat grated cheddar.
You’ll have to work with me and this photo. I write to you as a mother who has never made a bento box lunch for her toddler nor have I lovingly hand painted a mural on his bedroom wall whose floor features a rug that wasn’t woven by my hand. We could go on but the bottom line is this, ‘artistically styled’ are not the first two words you’d think of when describing my approach to mothering.
Back to the photo. It’s not pretty but it’s tasty. I added a grind or two of pepper and some grated reggiano to my serve and got through it pretty quickly while Toddler SSG was a bit more circumspect. If it doesn’t grow on him, I’ve got a few bowls of pumpkin mac’n’cheese for my emergency dinners. Another parenting win.
What my little boy lacked in mac’n’cheese enthusiasm, he more than made up for when it came time to ‘help’ with the washing up. On the one hand, I’m delighted that he had so much fun splashing around that he needed a change of pyjamas and socks but on the other, I’m just a bit sad. I was planning to buy him one of those fancy wooden toy kitchens for Christmas but he looks happy with the adult version where the taps run and he’s already managed to outsmart the safety feature on the fancy dishwasher. The up side? The play room bereft of the toy kitchen will be true to my ‘no frills’ parenting style.
Much love to you all,