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Food and travelling; birthday wishes
Aug. 11th, 2006 07:10 pm(Yes, this post is magically backdated. Hence the icon.)
We just bought a waffle iron, so today I made waffles for the first time (mmm, waffles!). And then for dinner I cooked a porcini mushroom risotto, so all's right with the world :).
The reason I'm waxing lyrical about waffles and risotto is that it's basically the first real thing I've done since I got back from my trip on Tuesday morning. I've been down in Swan Hill - a small country town on the Murray, Victorian side - since Thursday to visit my grandma. It was her 90th birthday, and so I had a chance to help her out around the place, catch up with my aunt and uncle when they arrived, and drink more tea than I normally would in a month. At her party I was greeted by her friends (it seems wrong to call them "cronies" ;D...), who said they hadn't seen me since I was *this* high, and you do look like your mum, don't you! An all-round pleasant time.
But travelling there and back by train and bus really knocked me around (honestly, what sadist schedules the changeover from train to bus at 4am?!), so I hadn't done much until the waffles.
I don't think she's ever used the internet - let alone knows my lj name - but happy birthday, Nanna. Glad you're alive to see it; may you see many more.
We just bought a waffle iron, so today I made waffles for the first time (mmm, waffles!). And then for dinner I cooked a porcini mushroom risotto, so all's right with the world :).
The reason I'm waxing lyrical about waffles and risotto is that it's basically the first real thing I've done since I got back from my trip on Tuesday morning. I've been down in Swan Hill - a small country town on the Murray, Victorian side - since Thursday to visit my grandma. It was her 90th birthday, and so I had a chance to help her out around the place, catch up with my aunt and uncle when they arrived, and drink more tea than I normally would in a month. At her party I was greeted by her friends (it seems wrong to call them "cronies" ;D...), who said they hadn't seen me since I was *this* high, and you do look like your mum, don't you! An all-round pleasant time.
But travelling there and back by train and bus really knocked me around (honestly, what sadist schedules the changeover from train to bus at 4am?!), so I hadn't done much until the waffles.
I don't think she's ever used the internet - let alone knows my lj name - but happy birthday, Nanna. Glad you're alive to see it; may you see many more.
