I guess I should have know that it was going a little downhill from there when I couldn't understand the nurse who was giving me my tetanus shot. I was wearing my hearing aid, but I had forgotten to turn it on...
With my arm slightly sore but otherwise fine I decided to do a little shopping. The buttermilk turned out to be leaking on the new rug for the kids' bathroom, but hey, I've got a washing machine so no big deal. (the rug has just turned a whole load blue, thankfully just a whole load of towels).
R loves rhubarb crumble and I found nice rhubarb at the store, which soon was cooking on the stove...I didn't bother to look up a recipe because I bought an unspecified amount of rhubarb and I usually cook with ' a little bit of this, and a little bit of that...'- turns out, it was a little bit too much water.
We were in need of bread and I bake one every week so I know that recipe by heart. I think. I have no idea why the bread turned out on the bricky-side today. I guess this way it will fit better in the sandwich container.
Did I learn to be more careful when squinting at the recipe for 'perfect lemon torte' (Luscious lemon desserts, Lori Longbotham)? Eh, no. Of course not. Too lazy to get my reading glasses and read carefully, in addition to being too eager to finally use my pan with removable bottom, I mixed all the sugar and lemon zest into the crust. I guess this time we will forgo the 'generous amount of powdered sugar' that the recipe instructs me to sift over the top before serving.
|yes yes, I can see that my version is just a bit less perfect|