Kili and the blue dish
Dec. 27th, 2008 08:09 pmI made the ham in the blue dish that my friend Kili and I always tease each other about. She has the same pan, and we joke about how I need to wash it and get it back to her in time for her next batch of kalua pig or somesuch.
Kili died today. I will miss her, and I will always think of her whenever we have kalua pig or stuffed mushrooms or portabella burgers, or whenever I use that damn blue baking dish.
I loved her. She was pure goodness, through and through.
Anyway.
Christmas(observed) dinner was as follows:
Mom's ham with pineapple gravy
Baked potatoes (butter, sour cream)
Corn
Carrots
Green beans
I don't really love ham (okay, I don't like it much at all), but the nostalgia factor made it yummier than I would normally find it. And the kid and
someotherguy approved.
Now Christmas is over. Well, not counting all the dishes. It's been a quiet, peaceful week, and I'm grateful for it.
Kili died today. I will miss her, and I will always think of her whenever we have kalua pig or stuffed mushrooms or portabella burgers, or whenever I use that damn blue baking dish.
I loved her. She was pure goodness, through and through.
Anyway.
Christmas(observed) dinner was as follows:
Mom's ham with pineapple gravy
Baked potatoes (butter, sour cream)
Corn
Carrots
Green beans
I don't really love ham (okay, I don't like it much at all), but the nostalgia factor made it yummier than I would normally find it. And the kid and
Now Christmas is over. Well, not counting all the dishes. It's been a quiet, peaceful week, and I'm grateful for it.