New Years Day, a day normally reserved for reflection and resolution. Me, not so much. You may not know this, but I was NOT born with a silver spoon in my mouth and I am not sure that I have ever had a silver spoon in my mouth in the last almost 57 years. Hard to believe that this classy, elegant oh so cultured grande dame doesn't have any sterling!! Shocked, you say!! Anyway, I do have some odd pieces of silverplate flatware that was my grandmothers and today I took it out and spent a lot of time and energy polishing it. Then I decided I would put it out under a cloche and perhaps use it for my gal pal birthday party coming up later in the month.
I know that there was a lot of blogging here about all the food I cooked for the holidays. It was delicious and loved by all, but what I didn't tell you is that I never eat the sweets. I made several hundred cookies ( foolish me) and never ate a one. I did have a couple of bites of the Tiramisu and several bites of the apple cake. Someone remind me to talk about that delicious cake another time, please. So tonight I made a quick little treat for Bob and I to ring in the New Year. I rolled out a sheet of puff pastry I had in the freezer, sauteed a couple of large apples in a little butter , sugar, cinnamon and nutmeg and made the whole thing into a large turnover. Baked it for 20 minutes, sliced it and added vanilla ice cream. Easy as pie, no wait a minute, much easier than pie LOL. Bob said it looked like a large Pop Tart. Way to go Bob!! Very yummy and it really hit the spot. Sorry, I didn't think to take a picture until, gulp, it was too late and I can't find a picture that would do justice to the yummy simplicity of it.
Then I watched a truly gut-wrenching movie, "Before and After" with Meryl Streep and Liam Neeson. I am sure many of you have seen it, it is 11 years old after all, but I am a bit slow with the movies. Quick synopsis...teenage son kills girlfriend by accident and parents try to figure out the "right" thing to do. Tell the truth, trust the system, trust the attorney..yada, yada. Really frightening to think that you just wouldn't know what to do to protect your child, or that what you think is the right thing, might be the worst thing.
On that note I will retire for the night. Big tomorrow. I get my hair cut and shall we just say "enhanced"??