I love cardboard. That’s not all.
Toddler art is exactly not what I expected.
Last time we were discussing Düsseldorf, I know, but there are so many things I could write about that I’m really going to be bouncing around for a while now.
The best thing about neighbours is being able to share food with them.
This month’s food saw me being a little more British. I baked a lot more chicken (living at my aunt’s place made me realize baked chicken is almost always a one-way road to a quick and tasty dinner), attempted lasagna again, made bread pudding and custard to pour over it, tried some sort of beef…
Sometimes I make things that I like, but Jack doesn’t like, and then it means a lot of food for me. I should try doing this more often.
For the longest that I can remember, my mum’s always been able to make these fabulous dumplings (鍋貼) by hand. Time to follow in dear old Mum’s footsteps!
One of the great things about teaching is that you’re constantly learning new things in the quest to teaching other things. I wasn’t expecting to find this poem though.
September was characterized by pre-made hamburgers and pre-made meatballs, because that’s usually what we found on sale when we went to the grocery store after school.
Now this is a story all about how Cake plans got flipped-turned upside down And it feels like a mad rad dream Just sit right there I’ll tell you how I made my own wedding cake out of ice cream.