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Feb. 3rd, 2022 03:46 pmIt´s daughter´s birthday this weekend, and hubby booked a table at the Nepalese restaurant for dinner. Apparently he is done with Covid, or better, we are done. We are boostered, if we catch the virus, so be it. Cannot be that bad. We cannot hide at home for the next years! So I will get my beloved momos again, huzzah! If some unknown power had not caused my bamboo steamer vanish from the cellar, I would have tried to do them myself by now , so much I love those steamed dumplings! On Sunday we are invited to a pizza party at number two, huzzah once again! Tomorrow it will be Curry Udon done by me (though I will use chicken instead of beef) and Chinese Orange Chicken (number four´s favourite) on Saturday. Apparently we have international cooking week, because yesterday we had selfmade paneer, and Paella on Monday. What a pity that number three will come only next week (insert irony, we´d have only half of the culinarities if they´d be here, because, you know, only regional cooking, if possible, nothing spicy...). Cooking is fun, but eating in a restaurant even more so! Even number four took the earlier train today to not miss the occasion, so we will pick him up at th train station then drive to the restaurant! I definitely will have to call him ten minutes before arrival- last week he almost missed to get out of the train because he slept so hard- hubby would have been delighted to drive to the next town (the final destination of the train).
We measured the fallen tree today- it´s 6,69 metres, a good length for a treelet I bought eleven years ago and kept it in a pot for three years, where it stayed cute and tiny though it never resembled the treelet on the tag. It was supposed to get only about a metre tall, but the moment I planted it into the garden it began to grow and grow and did not want to stop. Some joker in the nursery must have swapped the tags, and instead of Tiny Tim I got a needled monster tree. Yet the name Tiny Tim has stayed- until yesterday. Now it´s firewood only. The mirabelle plum tree is leaping for joy in his pot, because soon it will be freed! The only thing hubby has to do now is dig out a bigger hole and put fresh soil into it. Apparently our needled friend was more poisonous than we had thought!
We measured the fallen tree today- it´s 6,69 metres, a good length for a treelet I bought eleven years ago and kept it in a pot for three years, where it stayed cute and tiny though it never resembled the treelet on the tag. It was supposed to get only about a metre tall, but the moment I planted it into the garden it began to grow and grow and did not want to stop. Some joker in the nursery must have swapped the tags, and instead of Tiny Tim I got a needled monster tree. Yet the name Tiny Tim has stayed- until yesterday. Now it´s firewood only. The mirabelle plum tree is leaping for joy in his pot, because soon it will be freed! The only thing hubby has to do now is dig out a bigger hole and put fresh soil into it. Apparently our needled friend was more poisonous than we had thought!
