Tuesday 29 January 2013

Ramekin hell

Teeny tiny rubber band sculpture

Further to my post of the 23rd Jan I just thought you'd like to see progress on the manila brown rubber band sculpture. Progress is very slow thankfully. Not many being dropped in and around 88. Will keep you posted!
A very small rubber band sculpture

Simple things in life

Just got a new car......well new to us. Have been out in the rain today and the window screen wipers adjust their speed automatically depending on how much rain is falling on the screen. I don't have to twiddle anything. In the wise word of my son, "Awesome".

Ramekin hell

Out shopping with my best friend yesterday and she bought eight very nice ramekins - duck egg blue. I have to admit ramekins are the type of useless pottery items (a bit like timbale molds) that potentially sit in your cupboard never to be used. But apply some imaginative thought and ramekins can be very useful such as containing little souffles and creme brulees (go on admit it you are always making them); serving peanuts, dips and homemade pate; making baked eggs (just the best way to have a quick tasty snack); giving the children a portion of their 5-a-day raisins and so on. They can even be adapted for non-culinary pursuits: good for mixing children's paints in, a dice shaker, coralling stray bits of lego, an instant tea light holder and so on.

Later on at teatime my friend was using one or two of the ramekins (for creme fraiche if you are curious). The assembled family group including me and my friend's in-laws were admiring said ramekins. We decided they were a good addition to the modern kitchen especially in duck egg blue. It was then that my friend's mum-in-law quietly let it drop. When her niece had got married the bride and groom had received quite a few ramekins as wedding presents from various friends and relatives. In fact, the couple had been overwhelmed with people's generosity. You might say their ramekins had runneth over. They had received seventy-two ramekins.

Around our table stunned silence ensued.

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