FAILURES

I hope your plumbing didn't freeze.

We're in the midst of a cold snap. It was +5 at our house this morning. The day is bright and sunny, but the anticipated high is 28. We're fine. We have plenty of food, but the streets are dry, and we have been getting out. Days like this remind me of winter scenes on Christmas cards. 

I can't believe I let a full week go by without updating the blog. I have been writing, though, composing my victim impact statement with regard to Milo's wrongful death. Even though the court has reached out to us for this, I'm not sure it really matters. Milo is now just a name in passing while they focus on sentencing his murderer.

So, last week I tried to make a custard impossible pie with powdered egg replacer, and it didn’t work even though my laptop said it would. The end product was gross and inedible but even worse, it boiled over into the oven. What a mess, but Mike cleaned the oven for me, bless his heart.

I thought perhaps I used the wrong nomenclature when I asked my laptop for advice, but I searched again, and both powdered eggs and powdered egg replacer should work in your custard pie, so what else could have caused this debacle? I suspect I should have used my old-fashioned flat Pyrex pie plate instead of that wonderful deep-dish model that’s so easy to clean.

“You’re just bound to have some failures,” someone remarked when I was a bride. I thought it was a strange thing to say, offered out of the blue as it was, but every now and then I hear her saying it again.

Watch for the full Snow Moon tonight.

After the custard pie debacle, I just didn’t have the energy to start over with a fresh dessert, but since then I have made a Country Rhubarb Crostata. I call most of my pies crostatas these days. I just make a bigger round for the bottom crust and fold it over the top.  KW