Tessa: Okay so I’m re-posting the Rum Ball Recipe because this is the time to make them. These are sensational and worth every bit of the expense. I can be a bit of a cheapo sometimes but you shouldn’t take any shortcuts with this recipe.
12 ounces semi-sweet chocolate (don’t cheap out on the chocolate. Get the good stuff)
1/2 cup almond paste
1 cup sour cream
A pinch of salt
8 cups (or three boxes) Nilla Crackers or vanilla wafers
1 1/2 cups melted butter
2/3 cup cocoa (again no cheaping out on this)
1 1/2 cups rum (any old kind but I use amber rum)
2 cups pecans crushed
5 cups REAL CHOCOLATE SPRINKLES NOT THE PLASTIC STUFF (more…)
Categories: Desserts and Cakes · Recipes
Tagged: christmas chocolate, rumballs
Tessa: This weekend Taya and Ella, our nieces stayed overnight at our house. Life sure is different with kids. On Sunday morning at 10:00 am instead of lolling about in bed, we were standing at the gates of a petting zoo, Maple Wood Farms, which is just down the road from us. It was cool because you could see all these animals up close and pet them. They had these miniature pygmy goats that were amazingly sweet and friendly, horses, cows, bunnies, chickens, geese and one single turkey.
Dave joked and said “Oh here’s Christmas dinner.” It occured to me that I knew nothing about the lives of turkeys even though I had eaten many in the past. So I went hunting and found this article. It’s not for the faint of heart but it has some interesting facts about these birds. (more…)
Categories: Where's my gonch & other stuff
Tagged: animal cruelty, animal rights, festive meals, turkeys
Ring ring:
Tessa: Hello
Rosie: Gaboodle
Tessa: Gaboidle
Rosie: My mutha
Tessa: Is a toitle
After my mother and I get our traditional greeting out of the way, I wonder why Rosie is calling me for the third time this week. And in such good humour.
Tessa: What’s going on?
Rosie: Your sister is coming to stay with me this weekend.
Tessa: Oh yeah. That’s nice.
Rosie: She’s going to help me write a letter.
Tessa: What letter?
Rosie: To the neighbour.
Tessa: What for?
Rosie: The sex.
Tessa: I thought you didn’t mind her having sex.
Rosie: I don’t. But she carries on too long. I talked to Ray about it.
Tessa: What did Ray say?
Rosie: He said there’s nothing he can do about the sex. He can only do something about the music.
And besides she’s moved it to Wednesday night. Must be a salesman.
Tessa: What are you going to say in the letter?
Rosie: I’m going to say ” You really have some guy there, you’re a lucky girl but do you have to scream so loud for so long. Think about your neighbours. You’re keeping the whole building awake.
Tessa: Are you going to sign it?
Rosie: I think she already knows.
Tessa: Knows what?
Rosie: Knows that I know. I saw her today on her bike. Definitely nothing to write home about. Very ordinary. Anyways, she walked right passed me and ignored me.
Tessa: Did you try say hello.
Rosie: No. I don’t like to mix with the neighbours. They’re farmers.
Tessa: Ma. you’re not living in the old country anymore. You live in Mississauga. They’re most likely not farmers.
Rosie: Anyways, maybe I should just wear earplugs on Wednesday nights. He must be married.
Tessa: Okay ma. I gotta fly. Say hi to Jokelee for me. Good luck with your neighbour. Make sure not to talk to her. See ya gaboods.
Categories: Conversations with My Mother
Tagged: conversations with a mother, Family, sex and the neighbours
