monday's mulling: old school v. ai

Friday night, after the grandkids went to bed, it was time to make the macaroni and cheese for Owen's birthday party on Saturday.

Jennifer had given me two boxes of pasta for the dish. The recipe called for 6 ounces of pasta, and each box contained 16 ounces. That meant I needed to increase the recipe by roughly  2 1/2 times. So I sat at the kitchen counter with the recipe in front of me, using my handy-dandy free Post-it note pad from Wittenberg University to calculate the amounts I would need for one batch of cheese sauce.

I planned to make the pasta and cheese sauce twice because Jen didn't have a pan large enough to cook two boxes of pasta at once or make a single batch of cheese sauce that was five times the original recipe.

As she watched me work through the calculations, finding common denominators and calculating all the totals, she said, "You know, you could take a picture of the recipe and have ChatGPT do the calculating for you."

I smiled.

I'm old school. Doing the math myself reassures me that my brain still works. I'm not a fan of AI. I like to keep things real.

sunday, a day of rest and time to appreciate

Think about this and appreciate the good things.

 

joy 2 u 2

8:30 a.m. and I was driving to the farm, stopping at the light at the busy intersection of Whipp and Far Hills. Ahead of me was a silver Buick, I was singing along with the Eagles “Seven Mile Bridge," and then I noticed the license plate.

JOY 2 U 2

A tiny message slipped into the day, a blessing on a bumper. I smiled. Out of all the combinations of letters and numbers that could have ended up on a car, this one was wishing joy to whoever happened to be behind it. Including me.

So I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture.

That night I was looking at the photos I had taken during the day. The license plate made me smile, but then I noticed that something else had made it into the frame.

Near the bottom of the windshield sat a white splatter.

Bird poop.

I laughed out loud.

There it was: a photograph that perfectly captured the morning. A message of joy in the center, bird poop in the foreground.

Such an accurate picture of life. Sometimes the universe sends you a cheerful greeting and a messy surprise at exactly the same time.

 

the friday feed: the good ole betty crocker cookbook

This past week, I pulled out my 1978 Betty Crocker cookbook a couple of times. First, the favorite chocolate chip cookie recipe on page 266 came to the rescue after Todd dropped a few not-so-subtle hints that he’d love a batch of cookies. Then, a couple of days later, my daughter-in-law asked if I would make macaroni and cheese for Owen’s birthday party this weekend. That recipe is on page 117.

Chocolate chip cookies may be one of the most nostalgic treats ever created. And that macaroni and cheese recipe was a quick, easy dinner that earned no complaints from my four children and has since become a favorite of my grandchildren as well.

The photos show just how often these recipes were used over the years. These days, I don’t turn to them nearly as often, but whenever I open that cookbook to fill a special request, the memories come flooding back.

big boy

Union Pacific's Big Boy 4014 is making its first trip to the East Coast as part of a nationwide tour in honor of America's 250th birthday. The massive steam engine is 130 feet long, weighs 1.2 million pounds, and is the world's largest operating steam locomotive.  It went through Cleveland this past Monday. 

Yep, we missed it by a day.

I like the second photo with the Cleveland skyline in the background and the road in the forefront with all the people watching the train pass.

All photos taken by Drone Ohio.

 

wednesday's words and wanderings and wonderings

Look what arrived at the farm... sugar plums! They are incredibly sweet, juicy, and just the right size for a quick snack. Each week, the variety and volume of produce continue to grow. It’s exciting to see what each new week will bring.

We spent the weekend in Cleveland, and our first adventure was a trip to the Cleveland Zoo. Our little grandson has visited the zoo several times, so he was happy to show Didi and Grandpa exactly where we needed to go. Our first stop was the elephants, and he made sure to tell us that elephant poop is really, really big!

Little people love little spaces, and this cozy kitchen nook is the perfect size for sharing snacks, giggles, and sibling togetherness.

Have you ever seen a purple pepper? The outside is a deep purple, much like an eggplant, while the inside is a bright lime green. The color combination is stunning. The flavor reminds me of a green bell pepper, although it’s a bit milder.

Finally, finally, I planted my cosmos! They are such beautiful flowers, with colorful blooms dancing on long, wispy stems. The bees and butterflies absolutely love them.

My sister lives in Philadelphia and is a devoted fan of European football, or soccer as we call it in the United States. When she learned that Philadelphia would be hosting several World Cup matches, she immediately signed up to volunteer. And here she is, looking every bit the official World Cup volunteer. What an amazing experience and what memories she will make!

entertainment for the day

Yesterday’s entertainment was courtesy of our neighbor having a large tree in their front yard removed. Last year, during a storm with high winds and torrential rain, a massive branch broke off and fell across the road, blocking traffic. Although there haven’t been any incidents since then, the possibility of another branch, or even the entire tree, coming down on their house was enough to convince them it was time for the tree to go.

The tree had to be at least 100 feet tall, and watching the crew work was fascinating. The amount of equipment involved in making the job look smooth and efficient was impressive: a truck with a built-in chipper, an operator using a grapple-equipped machine to pick up and bring branches to the chipper operator, a worker in a cherry picker high above the ground, carefully tying off massive limbs before cutting them loose (he was a master at knot-tying), and several crew members below managing the ropes to guide each branch safely to the ground.

From the first cut to the final stump grinding, it was an all-day operation and quite intriguing to watch.

The through-the-family-room-window-screen shot. I was still in my pjs when the tree cutting started.

The log chipper. Such an impressive, efficient piece of machinery.

The last of the tree