In between producing the Christmas play, working on Luke 18, and preparing for the season's festivities, I've been typing my mother's recipes. I'm going to compile them and print them out and give them to my siblings for Christmas.
Some of them are actually quite decently written -- she went OC a couple of years back and typed them using Wordstar. But her handwritten recipes...
They drive me nuts.
Mama's handwriting is almost the same as mine, because we both come from that high school that teaches all its students to write the same. But for some reason... I just don't get some of the words! And if I do get the words... I don't understand what they mean! For example... here's something that was completely alien to me:
Except for egg whites dont invert pan - don't grease - put cut rite.
That phrase can be found in her recipe for chocolate cake. She told me the only reason I don't get it is because I don't know anything about cooking or baking. Aba. To prove that it's not just me, I asked a good friend who is an accomplished baker if she understood my mother's instructions.
She did.
Pfffft. Not my fault I spent my entire freshman high school cooking class washing dishes and setting the table. How was I supposed to know it was THAT important? My groupmates let me get away with it! Haha :D I tried cooking in Palo Alto and the one time I cooked by myself, I was a miserable failure. Hay. Maybe I'm not meant to cook or bake?
I should really learn though. At least for future husband's sake. If I end up with someone who can't cook, we're going to either:
1. Get healthy with rabbit food (because the only thing I can do in the kitchen is microwave and make salads)
2. Get fat because of take-out
3. Starve.
God help me. Paano ako magiging domestic goddess nito?????
:P