29 March 2008

party.....without the people.

i'm not sure what gets into me.....one minute, i'm making miniature bags out of cool fabric coasters i bought today and then the next minute: custard (yes, MORE custard!) in the oven, keish waiting for it's turn in the oven, and "rooz belaban" (similar to rice pudding) cooling in the fridge.

one liter of milk, gone.
six eggs used: three in the keish, two in the custard, one on the floor.
a bunch of other stuff.

there's a few bananas perfect for banana bread......but i think i'll resist since the keish hasn't even started it's turn in the oven. i'm not even sure i like keish.
i miss entertaining guests. this causes me to think about all my options when i return home:

weekly craft nights with copious amounts of custards - caramel custard one week, toffee the next
since i now drink teas besides green tea, i can have friends over for tea and.....keish? rice pudding?

you see where i'm going with this? my options are endless........i can feed many, many people. that's the point, there's people to feed, guests to entertain. but it's different here. everyone has a family. everyone has this and that......i'm always being hosted and, because i'm a single female, don't have many opportunities to host.

a cup of tea, a bowl of custard, piece of keish, scoop of rice pudding, a miniature bag made out of coasters, srawberry jam, salsa, kettle corn, sugar cookies, lemonade, and perhaps even a slice of banana bread......
bon appetite, roommate!

1 comment:

Amanda Sue said...

Janean, I can't wait to eat food with you again. Every time I eat something new (or really tasty)... I think of you :)

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