This is the first time I actually made homemade ice cream. Of course I had the help of my kids and wife. It tasted great–although my diet only allowed a taste.
When is the last time you made homemade ice cream? Any recipes, ideas or stories to share about it?
What do you do when you are 20 years of age, a male and working in an office where you are the only one of your gender? Add to the question the fact that it is the office potluck this week and you have to fully participate or else. It was painful enough to breathe in estrogen-filled air where all the jokes, stories and speech echoed a Lifetime Network movie. Now certain humiliation seemed my destiny for that week.
I worked as an accounting clerk for a main office of a large retailer. The part of my job I liked was finding errors and reporting them to Loss Prevention to the two former cops–i.e. pudgy guys in corduroy jackets. In today’s paperless world it is hard to imagine carbon credit card receipts and miles of register tape being manually reconciled, but indeed that was 1986. With an increasing speed at the 10-key calculator and an eye for irregularities I might make something of myself..well, not really. (more…)
My kids and I made handmade, homemade pasta for Mother’s Day dinner. Well, I did use the pasta machine seen in the photo. That pasta machine has been moved thousands of miles and managed to stay in the bottom of a box or the back of a cupboard for years. Finally, it re-emerged and I rediscovered something. A passion for cooking pasta.
Really, its one thing to talk about the old days in regards to things I used to do. But, rediscovering something and sharing it with my kids opened my eyes to a part of myself my kids have not seen so much.
Early in our marriage I used to cook for a lot more. Over the years my ministry and family responsibilities have squeezed me out of not cooking but cooking for the joy of it.
What former passion have you recently rediscovered?