City Slickers
"Life is a great big canvas; throw all the paint you can at it." - Danny Kaye
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The Cranberry Tale
The scene opens with me thinking what a great idea it would be to start making one planned Thanksgiving recipe: Home made cranberry sauce. I enlist the three year old. He’s eagerly switches gears from his Winnie the Pooh video and says, “Sure I’ll help.”
The recipe is easy and the mixing and boiling and simmering go as planned.
Perhaps my mistake was that I let him stand to close to the oven.
But he wanted to see our cranberries transform into squishy goodness.
Our homemade recipe is a success. The hot cranberries are put in the nonreactive bowl (stainless steel is apparently nonreactive, I had to call my husband to verify) to cool down. I’ve warned him in as many ways possible, “Noah this is hot. Stand back. It’s REALLY hot. I don’t want it to splash on you. By the way did I tell you this was hot and please don’t touch the bowl. That’s HOT too.” It seems he must be understanding. He isn’t touching the bowl. He complies and stands back when I pour. The tranfer has been made safely from hot sauce pan to bowl. All is well, everyone is happy.
I look away for two seconds.
He decides he wants to touch the hot oven where the saucepan had previously been simmering. Thus begins our hour long saga of dealing with the burn on the tip of his finger. The howling and screaming and pain. And the ice water. Wait no, no ice. SCREAM!
I did feel bad for him. I am sorry to report I chuckled here and there because I am amazed at the level of drama in this child.
Thirty minutes later:
Hope this incident only educates and doesn’t prevent future cooking endeavors.
Oy Vey!
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