I've been here at Mallard Point long enough
to see a pattern in the meals, where rarely is anything wasted. What
is supper tonight will show up in a dish for dinner tomorrow, or maybe even
breakfast. I don't have too many specific examples (except that a day
or two after anything with potatoes in it, you can be sure we'll have potato
soup, which is delicious).
However, tonight's "turkey waldorf" was a new
one for me. Waldorf salad of a couple of days ago, mixed with leftover
turkey and spread on a slice of bread. Waldorf salad here is a mix of
grapes, pineapple, pecans, and marshmallows with some kind of liquid.
Hence, when I bit into my sandwich tonight, I could see grapes and
marshmallows (unfortunately I ate the marshmallow before I thought to take a
photo).
The white circle is where the marshmallow
used to be. Dennis' salad shows remnants of several recent dishes.
From the slices of ham we had for breakfast
the other day, to the curly pasta fettucini, to some sort of fruit, to the
side dish of peas. Nothing is wasted.
It was a lazy day. Contrary to my
fears, after I finished Funny the World at midnight and went to the couch to
try to sleep, I fell asleep quickly, cocooned under a heavy layer of
blankets (including a 49er blanket) and slept all night, not waking until
nearly 7.
By the time Peach and I got up, Kris, Tom,
Miranda and Matthew had been out Black Friday shopping for hours. We
had our coffee and sat on the couches, while Princess (with whom I fell in
love) sunned herself.
Kris and Tom didn't buy much and left Miranda
and Matthew still shopping while they came home to have breakfast with us,
pack the truck up, and head back to Cedar Falls.
The landscape is pretty bleak around here at
this time of the year and this is pretty much what it looked like for the
better part of the not quite an hour it took to drive back. They say in
summer this is all corn.
I said good bye to Kris, who won't be back,
now, until Wednesday, when Peach has her next treatment. It was sad to
say goodbye, but I have known her two siblings all these years better than
Kris and this trip has given me a chance to get to know her, Tom and Matthew
a bit better. Kris was born a week or so after Walt and I got married,
and was the reason Peach and Bob could not come to our wedding...so I told
her I will never forget how old she is!
She and Tom have been so good to me while
I've been here and I have really appreciated all they have done.
The three old fogies (and the two old
doggies) were worn out when we got back. We had had a very busy time
for two days, relaxing and eating and relaxing some more. It was a
difficult life. We managed to stagger to the dining room to be fed a
delicious meal after we got back home, but then we headed back to the apartment where Bob took a nap
and Peach and I just kind of vegetated. I may have dozed off too.
Bob and I went to dinner, while Peach heated
some cream of tomato soup in the apartment. Then we watched a movie and called
it a night. As I said, it was a quiet day and we needed it after all
the excitement of the previous two days.
(My god are we old!!!)
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