[Sca-cooks] Libellus de arte coquinaria

[Laura C. Minnick]

On Tue, 10 Jul 2001, Wanda Pease wrote:

> So, when are you coming home with the loot?  Now I have a vague memory of
> ording this when I had money.  Like Adamantius it delibertately waited until
> the summer crunch when cars start admiring shiny things like wiring
> harnesses, new fuel lines, and clutches!

Well, if everything stays ok I should be back in Stumptown tomorrow
evening. The long suffering Ogier- Ok, for those who don't know- I went
off to An Tir-West War with eight teenaged girls (we had some
cancellations from the origianl 12, thank god) hoping for a
rest. HAHAHAHA! In fact, the Queen of An Tir nearly made off with my
lovely young charges (barbarian! HMPH) and HRH wasn'r far behind. Then the
happy little Volvo wagon, Zippy (she's a diesel) broke down about a mile
out of site- smoke pouring into the passenger compartment and all. Ogier,
my campmaster and a thoroughly decent fellow managed to MacGyver it to get
it into town. It now has a new hose and a new fuel line. Unfortunately in
the excitement, a *bunch* of wiring melted. Thankfully he's self-employed
and could spend the day re-wiring. So now I think I owe him a 12th Night
outfit or something...

The loot? (since Eleanor asked) Mostly three to four yard chunks of
tourney-weight cottons, some corduroys, spme upholstery fabrics, a
beautiful chunk of heathered grey wool that will be Franciscan robes for
James (so he has something to wear when Father Abelard is about) and a
nice piece of brown wool that will be enough for something for me. There's
some trim, piles of spools of thread, and misc neato things, like a
needle-board for pressing velvets, a tailor's ham and a 'sausage' for
sleeve seams, a bodkin, and bazillions of pins. I also found in the closet
a tux and a tailcoat- they were James'. He got them when he was about 19
and no, they don't fit. Too bad. Very pretty. I also found on a shelf in
the sewing room (an appropriate place, I thought) a box that had, well,
Mom in it. A little strange to find one's mom-un-law that way. You might
think it weird, but I told her that I would take good care of her son and
her sewing stuff, in that order. I thought she would appreciate it.

There isn't much in the kitchen of note, though I put in a plea for the
food processor- I don't have one and I discovered that Regina's is very
useful. There's lots of interesting cookbooks- James laid claim
already. And when all the sibling where out a couple weeks back, we went
through the roughly 2000+ videotapes that Dad had. I nabbed a few. And
Barbara insisted on giving me some of Mom's jewelry. Cool family, and they
like me (novel concept)!

Now- if only I knew what to do with this chunk of orange fringed trim...

'Lainie
off in search of food...