Dinky little melons, filled with fruit salad (mainly melon) and topped with plain yoghourt and sunflower seeds. This salad had orange juice added, which Sam wasn’t keen on, and it turns out that Hannah doesn’t like melon (perhaps it wasn’t ripe enough). It turns out that sunflower seeds are edible, although not very exciting; perhaps they would be better toasted.
Yes, my cookbook included a genuine Innocent smoothie recipe. I think I didn’t put in enough pineapple, and it was very thick and sludgy, but we used real citrus fruit and posh pressed apple juice, and it was absolutely fantastic. Sam liked it for a bit, but may have found it too thick to drink.
which I mentioned last year. On this day, it is traditional for the boys to kiss all the girls…
This time, I let Sam choose the fruit. He picked banana (2), pear (1) and grapes (a handful). It tasted really nice. Hannah didn’t want the smoothie, but ate a pear instead.
Sam enjoyed making, Hannah came to see the blender in action, Sam tried it, but didn’t like it. Problem with these fruit, is the little seeds. I liked it anyway.
fasting and abstinence. sackcloth and ashes… No! we must wash our faces, and smile, pray in our own private rooms, and give alms only in secret…
(Music: shiny happy people having fun?)
Which we already make, but this one was a bit better in the proportions. Sam and I made and drank it; Hannah wasn’t interested. It was delicious.
The idea is 1) to use up stuff you won’t be having in Lent; 2) to have a big party and stuff yourselves, before Lent.
Every where else has carnival; here we eat pancakes. We don’t care; we like pancakes…
Music: no, don’t stop the carnival..
The day people used to go to confession to get ready for Lent. I would actually consider going to confession today, but for some reason, there is no organised confession at my church today; the only timetabled opportunities are Saturday lunchtime, and Saturday teatime, neither of which are really helpful.
This leads to a meditation on market forces: the demand for something goes down, so the opening times become cut, so some of the people who maybe could have gone before now can’t go because they can’t get the new times, or they can’t get there so often, because if one day they are sick or have a double booking, they can’t go to a different time instead. So the number of people attending whatever it is goes down even further, in a never ending spiral of decline…
Allegedly, celery stuffed with cream cheese makes an excellent snack for after school. The children enjoyed squeezing the cheese down the celery pieces, and we added slices of jarlsberg for sails. Sam carefully constructed ends for his boat as well. Then they ate the jarlsberg and ignored the celery, which I ate. So much for that then.