Kitchen Capers

I know that I have posted cooking photos of Hannah before, but I just had to show off the hat and apron that Helen made for Hannah (and all the other guests at her daughter's 3rd birthday party).  We made ANZAC biscuits yesterday.  I was hoping to send them to Bethany and Leila's classes as part of Damien's presentation/visit about his visit to Galipolli.  

Unfortunately I overcooked half of them.  Let's see now, that would be one mega batch of burned jam , 3 trays of burned biscuits, one pot of spoiled soup (because I didn't re-boil it or freeze it on day 2) and takeaway 3 times in the last week because I hadn't prepared dinner in the morning.    Sigh.  The jam pot still hasn't finished having interventional surgery with Dr Grandpa and his power tools (he is grinding out the cremated sugar residue).

I tell myself that takeaway is perfectly fine if you get called in to work at just the wrong time or are late at the pool spending time with one's family (I even rang switch and said, "there will be no on call pacemaker service for at least the next half an hour, because I'm going swimming).  The respectable ANZACS were a good snack between school and piano lessons, and I think I was a good Mum for not canceling both the biscuits and the pool trip when a certain young lady once again was no where near the collection point for the after school pick-up.  She has been warned though, and she had a pretty grumpy mum.

Most of the time I tell myself I'm doing a pretty good job of most things, and there's always tomorrow I guess.