Saturday, January 22, 2005
My latest obsession
Our New Year's Day Menu:
Southern Fried Chicken
Honeybaked Ham
Collard Greens and Cabbage with Smoked Turkey
(Greens are a tradition on New Year's Day to symbolize all the folding money we're going to get this year. Yeah, right.)
Black-eyed Peas with Ham
(These must be consumed on New Year's Day to ensure luck in the coming year. See above snide aside.)
Green Beans
Macaroni & Cheese
Candied Sweet Potatoes
Potato Salad
Monkey Bread
Red Velvet Cake
So, everything went well and tastily until the dreaded cleanup. I made the mistake of stacking dirty dishes on the still warm stove. Then, I compounded that error by placing the plastic, anti-microbial cutting board on top of the dishes. I'm running my mouth (slightly tipsy from the celebratory champers) and loading the dishwasher. I lift the cutting board. Three (3) of my six (6) fancy china plates hit the tile floor. And shattered into lots of little tiny pieces. I'm sure there's some scientific explanation for what happened. Oh, I know... GRAVITY.
I didn't cry because I was, as I say, tipsy. After all, my mother's godmother, Aunt Rosa Lee, gave me that china before she died. She told me that the china wasn't worth anything, that I should use it everyday and not let it go to waste sitting in a cabinet most of the time. Again, I say, HAH! Looky here, that "worthless china" will cost me $25 a plate to replace. I guess I can buy half a plate a month until my inventory is restocked. But I was fascinated by how much that china is worth. My gravy bowl could bring $140. But I won't sell. Instead, I am now determined to collect place settings for 12, at least. It's one of my new things.
Our New Year's Day Menu:
Southern Fried Chicken
Honeybaked Ham
Collard Greens and Cabbage with Smoked Turkey
(Greens are a tradition on New Year's Day to symbolize all the folding money we're going to get this year. Yeah, right.)
Black-eyed Peas with Ham
(These must be consumed on New Year's Day to ensure luck in the coming year. See above snide aside.)
Green Beans
Macaroni & Cheese
Candied Sweet Potatoes
Potato Salad
Monkey Bread
Red Velvet Cake
So, everything went well and tastily until the dreaded cleanup. I made the mistake of stacking dirty dishes on the still warm stove. Then, I compounded that error by placing the plastic, anti-microbial cutting board on top of the dishes. I'm running my mouth (slightly tipsy from the celebratory champers) and loading the dishwasher. I lift the cutting board. Three (3) of my six (6) fancy china plates hit the tile floor. And shattered into lots of little tiny pieces. I'm sure there's some scientific explanation for what happened. Oh, I know... GRAVITY.
I didn't cry because I was, as I say, tipsy. After all, my mother's godmother, Aunt Rosa Lee, gave me that china before she died. She told me that the china wasn't worth anything, that I should use it everyday and not let it go to waste sitting in a cabinet most of the time. Again, I say, HAH! Looky here, that "worthless china" will cost me $25 a plate to replace. I guess I can buy half a plate a month until my inventory is restocked. But I was fascinated by how much that china is worth. My gravy bowl could bring $140. But I won't sell. Instead, I am now determined to collect place settings for 12, at least. It's one of my new things.
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