With holiday
cooking in work or at least in planning stages, we may wish to review some of
our domestic habits that become a tradition when done for two or more years
consecutively during a holiday season. This being said, I have been having
flashbacks to a particular episode of All
In The Family featuring Edith Bunker and her son-in-law Mike. In this
episode, and I paraphrase…
Edith is
reading a magazine and Mike is watching TV, both are in the living room.
Edith’s timer goes off in her apron pocket.
Mike, looking around says “Ma, do you have
something in the oven?”
“Yeeeeessss!”
in her usual shrill voice.
“Aren’t you
going to check on it now that the timer has gone off?” he asks.
“No.” she
replies. “I have five minutes to do that.”
“Huh? How do
you figure that?”
“She
explains that “I don’t want to start anything new in the next five minutes that
will keep me from taking the cake out of the oven when it’s ready, so I set my
timer five minutes ahead.”
You can tell
by the look on Mike’s face that a major brain cramp is setting in. “What?” he
says. She explains it again as he shakes his head like Bugs Bunny.
Now this is
where I come in. I recently found myself setting a timer for what might be the
first time ever while cooking, for the sole purpose of staying in the kitchen, in order to NOT start
another multi-tasking project at dinner time, so I would be prepared to take
something out of the oven. WHAT?!!! That’s what I said and I was the one doing
it! And if you think that was one long run-on sentence, then you should have
been there for my brain cramp at the
realization that I had indeed become Edith Bunker!
What a
moment! Now, I have to spend my conscious cooking time de-programming myself
from the Edith Bunker Syndrome. Should I set my timer 10 minutes ahead instead
of five? Should I not use a timer at all and just stare at the clock? It’s a
conundrum I tell you. And when did all this happen? I haven’t a clue. One day
it was just there. Now I must get rid of it.
I think I’ll
just order take out. There, it’s settled. Now where’s the menu?
Cathy
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