It started with dinner: we had a Mexican casserole dish that I made up a few months ago, chips, & salsa. We had deep fried homemade tortillas to make the chips, and I left the oil out on the stove to cool.
I’m sure you have an idea of where this is headed.
Sacha was in town visiting from Chiang Mai, and we had been talking for months about how we were going to make chocolates with our new chocolate molds. She has this amazing mold that is just ready for making huge, yummy truffles, so we set to work on that. We had a cookies & cream filling and a mint cookies & cream filling, all wrapped in chocolate by squirting liquid chocolate into the mold with a syringe.
We thought it was a pretty creative solution, and I thought it was pretty impressive that we had a syringe on hand in our medical supplies! We live a very weird life.
Other than being oddly messy and having chocolate everywhere, it was fun and made delicious and {some} fancy looking truffles!
Of course, we had four kids playing with puzzles on the kitchen floor, too. And Stephen was picking a movie for us to watch later on the laptop on top of the washing machine.
It was right about then that Stephen slipped on something–we’re not sure what started the whole scenario–and managed to catch himself. However, he also caught the wok of oil cooling on the stove, which flipped up and poured all down Yuh Meh Oo and her puzzle and the floor and the wall and the oven.
We went for Yuh Meh Oo first, of course, and were immediately really thankful it wasn’t hot oil. She did have on an adorable little red dress, so I helped her clean off and get changed into Stephen’s t-shirt. This is the same little girl that broke her finger on our porch a few years back. I guess she is learning that the more time you spend at our house, the more you enter into our chaos.
The littlest two–Lay Tah Oo & Awh Awh Lay–didn’t quite understand that they shouldn’t walk in it, so we were trying desperately to not get the oil tracked everywhere while we picked out puzzle pieces from the slimy mess.
And we all tried not to slip again while we cleaned up oil covering half the kitchen floor.
The good news is that the truffles were amazing.
Also, when I went to bring Yuh Meh Oo her cleaned dress this morning, one of the other neighbor ladies saw me walking that direction with the dress in hand. She laughed and said, “Yuh Meh Oo!” This is summary for, “I heard the story, and I’m laughing at how weird you guys are.”
Yes, point taken.
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