I am having my grandma, my great-aunts, and my great-uncles over for lunch today. Which means, I need to hide all the booze and crack pipes*, quick. ahem. It's not THAT bad around here, but I do need to tidy up and get cooking. I am making Rachel Ray's muy fabuloso** carbonara pasta. I saw this recipe while thumbing through a Good Housekeeping on one of our trips this summer and knew I had to try and make it. YUM-O, folks. Why I am cooking pasta? One, X can't eat it, so I have to cook it for others these days. Two, Olathe Grandma is the Seinfeld of Restaurants. Over the years, acceptable restaurants have been nixed left and right for various unforgiveable indiscretions such as loud music, slow service, inconvenient handicapped parking, etc. The only ones left on the list are places like the Crappy Chinese Buffet, Perkins, IHoP, and the spot she calls "that fish place", known to the rest of the world as The Red Lobster. Even, then, she will only deign to go to the Red Lobster if my sister lies to her and says Older Nephew is asking to go so he can see the lobster tank.*** So, in the grand scheme of things, it is much better for me to just cook, but Indian is out because curry "upsets" my grandma's stomach and since she can't exactly "run" anymore, I need to be kind to her, ya know? ahem. Anyway, this way everyone can hang out, watch the babies play, and just relax. And no one will be fighting over the check. I love having people over to cook for, so I am looking forward to it. I hope they don't mind when I shove my new camara in their faces.
In other news, I did watch Survivor last night and you know what? I LIKED it. Did I enjoy the cheesy gimmick of playing the Race Card? NO.. But, I do appreciate having such a diverse set of folks to watch for a CHANGE. It's been the first "premiere" episode of Survivor that I have watched with such interest in a long, long, LONG time. Again, not because of the gimmick but rather, since the players are all so different from each other, it was easier to keep track of who was who. Apparently, all white people DO look alike.
* Speaking of crack, I had resisted buying Goldfish crackers because I LOVE me some Goldfish crackers and I knew it might be a "problem", if you will...... I totally caved the other day and I can report that yes, YES, it is a problem.
** I don't think that is really a word, but if pronounced veddy, veddy slowly with a totally Gringo accent, it could perhaps fool someone into thinking that you are somewhat witty. Maybe. Maybe not.
*** Damn straight, "Melting" and "Pot" will be part of Arun's vernacular.
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