Well, my trip to Montana to visit my son Haakon and his
buddies didn’t go quite as I’d planned. I fully intended to drop into their rental house near campus and be a high
maintenance visitor, simply so Haakon could experience what I’ve lived all
summer. (And miss, I might add).
Anyway, it just wasn’t fun because, even if I had dropped my big shoes
in the doorway (as I have been so accustomed living with, thanks to Haak and
his friends) the guys wouldn’t have noticed. When I walked in to their
apartment, there were 12 pairs of size 12s already parked there. They wouldn’t
have seen or even been annoyed by mine. Rats. But I had to admit, at least they
are conscious of leaving dirty shoes at the door.
So, as I
meander into the house, peeking into each room, I find that the bathroom is
already out of toilet paper; I couldn’t even pretend to leave an empty roll.
The towel wasn’t there, either. It was probably lying on a floor somewhere, wet
and dirty. Then, as I proceed into the lower level, what to my wondering eyes
would appear but a washer and dryer chugging in the basement. They were out of
towels because they were washing them! To be completely fair, I was pleasantly
surprised at their orderliness,
and in spite of spare surroundings, the guys bought themselves a gas grill,
lots of groceries and (here Haakon shines with all of his restaurant
experience) they actually cook! They boasted of steak dinners, barbequed
chicken and steamed rice, vegetables and salads. I was becoming impressed in
short order.
I had to chuckle, remembering how both of my daughters
managed to furnish cute dorm rooms, apartments and now houses, and contrasting
that with the bare-bones decorating that a boy loves. Down to the pickup truck
toolbox posing as a coffee table in the living room.
The visit to Montana was especially delightful because all
of these boys, no matter what I playfully suggest, are wonderful, mature
people, a joy to be around. AND they study!
So, no matter if the household isn’t a tight-run ship, these
guys will survive just fine without Mom’s nagging and doting. A little hard to
take, but what we all want for our kids just the same.
FIVE MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE (OR THE MOST DANGEROUS CAKE
RECIPE IN THE WORLD)
4 tablespoons cake flour
4 tablespoons sugar
2 tablespoons cocoa
1 egg
3 tablespoons milk
3 tablespoons oil
3 tablespoons chocolate chips
1/4 teaspoon vanilla
Add dry ingredients to a large coffee mug. Mix well. Add egg
and mix thoroughly. Pour in milk and oil and mix well. Add chocolate chips and
vanilla. Mix again. Put mug in microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts.
Cake will rise over top of mug. Allow to cool slightly and tip out onto a
plate. EAT! This can serve two if you want to feel slightly more virtuous.
NOTE: And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the
world? Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any
time of day or night!
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