Hey, boys and girls! It’s Random Wednesday! Be forewarned . . .
Speaking of bending wills, I have convinced my current sock-in-progress to behave. Sixth time is the charm, I guess.
Cotton or Wool?
Cute Cat Story
Remember yesterday when I said that back in the dim and distant past I used to bake and such-like? Here’s a story.
First, look at this picture.
That’s my dear departed Kay, a much-loved kitty. He was very, very sweet, but dumber than a box of rocks.
One day I made puff pastry from scratch, and baked it up into a batch of patty shells. They came out looking wonderful. I took ’em out of the oven, put ’em on racks to cool, and left the kitchen.
When I returned, Kay was up on the counter, crumbs all over his face, dumb, happy look on his face. He had taken one bite out of every single patty shell. That was the last time I made puff pastry from scratch.
Can anyone guess why I named my boy kitty Kay? (Hint: I named his litter-mate Arthur.)
“Boy, he sounds like he was real dumb. Why would you eat puff pastry when there is Wildside Salmon in the universe?”