This Kitchen Closed...at least temporarily...

And here I thought things were going well. The planets were all in alignment! Ho, ho. While Wally was getting his black belt, while we watched his play being performed, while we were all surprised by Jason’s sudden return and appearance in Portland to see Wally’s play, while we shared good times and good food in Portland and Seattle and while we worked helping sister-in-law Sallie to lay slate under her pot-belly heating stove, water was running out of an ice maker on the second floor, flooding a bedroom and a closet on either side of the utility room upstairs and then cascading down into the kitchen below. Somehow I failed to whip out my camera upon our return home at 6 AM Wednesday morning in order to capture the water running in a steady stream from heating ducts, caved in holes of sheet rock and light fixtures and the sound of sparking from the stove top’s electronic ignition.

Never let yourself get sucked into thinking things will continue to go well.

Today I packed up most of my cookbooks. I left out the ones that got wet to see how much they will dry; then I’ll evaluate the smell and condition of the pages. I haven’t counted but most of one section is badly damaged and when I started moving them to pack them I discovered another large group of them on the next shelf very wet. I’ve mostly emptied the counters. Tomorrow I’ll start packing things in the bake area.

Oh, what fun it is to close the kitchen, not. Even this shall pass. I think the first thing I’ll make when the kitchen reopens is Ispanakhi Pkhali that I found on Lindy’s Toast and make my flat bread that Gorn loves so much. But, then I really want to try Ivonne’s Lemon Potatoes and then she’ll have something new up from her baking class soon. And one day soon I hope Angelika will be posting about her new venture and beautiful tasty foods. But, I also have a leg of lamb in the freezer. And ... Well, a girl has to have dreams.

Take care and have a beautiful day. Blog something tasty and set a place for me at the table.

Back again ASAP!

Ta, ta.