When has pride plunged you headlong into disaster?
What did God teach you in the process?
I tried to outsmart kiwi.
One of my true joys is cooking for people. And I like to think I'm pretty good at it. I especially love to theme food to an occasion. So when an opportunity arose for me to bring a dessert to a St. Patrick's Day gathering, I decided to put a spin on an old favorite and make Strawberry Pretzel Salad, but with kiwi's instead.
Confident in my cleverness, I re-googled the familiar recipe to make sure I didn't forget anything. When I did, I noticed a cliff-note on the page informing me that kiwi can't be mixed into jello. There's just something about kiwi that keeps jello from setting. "That's ok." I thought to myself. "I'll just put sliced kiwi's on top when I'm done." Ha! Take that you tricksy little fruit!
I had it all figured out.
I proceeded to make a beautiful dessert. It was picture perfect. And just before leaving the house to go to the party, I carefully arranged my sliced kiwis on top of their perfectly set gelatin bed. Then into the car and away we go.
It wasn't three minutes later when, as slowing down to drive over a neighborhood speedhump, the whole top layer of my kiwi-topped dessert simply slid off...and onto the floor of the car.
Plop.
I watched it all happen in slow motion; equal parts bemused and horrified. I guess they were serious about that kiwi thing. But not only does it keep jello from setting, it will actually cause already set jello to become melty again. That certainly wasn't in the cliff-note!
So what did I do? I pulled over to the side of the road, had a good laugh, picked up the floor mat on that side of the car, unceremoniously dumped the slimy green mess on the grass, and arrived at my destination with a topless dessert...and a story.
I learned to heed instructions. (and not to try to outsmart science...at least where kiwis are concerned.)
This is too funny, Regina! Once I mixed something in with the eggs for an omelet that wouldn't allow the eggs to cook right. It looked exceedingly horrible and had to be thrown away. Live and learn. I hope you father is continuing to improve. Blessings to you and yours, Bess
ReplyDeleteI hope your mother will enjoy retirement! I think of myself as "semi-retired" since I only work 20 hours a week now. It's so nice! I'm not very far in Elizabeth and Her German Garden, but I really like it. Going slow so I can savor it (it's not a very long book). She refers to her husband as the "Man of Wrath" but I don't know if he beat her or what; perhaps she expounds on that later. I have read Enchanted April and seen the movie- loved them both! I hope you get your wisteria someday. It is so gorgeous. I like to read about gardens (An Island Garden by Celia Thaxter is another good book), but I haven't gardened in a long time. Just this week, though, someone gave me a hibiscus so I'm going to see if I can keep it alive. :O) Thanks for your nice comment! Bess
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