My Christmas presents this year were replacements for some of my pans - after years of hand-washing dishes, we moved somewhere with a dishwasher. And I promptly managed to ruin my non-stick pots in it. :smack:
Actually, my sister-in-law’s gift card paid for one and I paid for another, when originally my husband was going to buy me one after the Christmas craziness was over - so maybe I can get that new gaming headset instead, after all!
(Except that I noticed damage to the saute pan as well. Argh.)
When I’d ask her what she wanted, she’d say ‘I don’t know.’ But I remembered that she wanted a set of Hawaiian-print seat covers for her newly-painted truck. She’s said that when she looked for them in the past, she couldn’t find any that fit, or she couldn’t find any at all, or they were too expensive. So I ordered her these.
Since they’re made-to-order, they would not be here for Christmas; so I bought a picture frame in a style that she likes, and put the ‘gift notification’ in it and wrapped it up. So she had something to open on Christmas morning.
God-fucking-damn-it. I tried to participate in this year’s SDMB Secret Santa exchange, but my package I sent is still “in transit” and was supposed to have gotten there a fucking week ago. I think that tomorrow I’ll go out and re-buy everything (or as much as possible.) And I’m not rich.
Hey, so long as it’s in transit it’s on the way… no big deal!
… OK, why do you call those pots ovens? dramatic sigh How am I going to learn to cook in English, uh? You guys call pots ovens!
Thanks. I’m just worried that it was packaged improperly (I put all the items in a wooden craft box, and the post office lady insisted on just sending the wooden box with an address label stuck on it instead of putting it in a bigger, safer box.) Also, looking back on it, I think I accidentally forgot to include one of the items in my list of items I was supposed to make for customs or something. So yeah, I’m kind of worried.
The original dutch ovens had lids with a sort of flange around the edge so you would dig a small hole in the ground and liine it with rocks, start a fire in it to get the rodks hot with a bed of coals, then put the bread or pie or whatever needs baking [heat from all sides] on the bed of coals in the hole, balance more coals on the lid and let the nice heat from all sides bake the item in the oven. It was also used in home by dragging a small pile of coals together, setting the version with short legs onto the coals and putting coals on top of the lid. When we moved to stoves with ovens, no more need for the flange so the lid lost the flange, but the heavy cast iron pot retained the name of dutch oven.
current in home dutch oven. No flange.
old style dutch oven, flanges. Note little legs. cooking on a fire pit with flanged dutch oven. note coals on lids.
I can’t find my picture of Phlip pit cooking with one of her dutch ovens =(
I will also comment that there is a type of skillet called a spider with legs so it can be used on a hearth by setting in a pile of coals, and a cauldron with legs called a potjie that is used by setting it in coals instead of hanging it.
My dad gave me a nice model kit for Christmas, and I already managed to fuck it up. Great. My dad is currently trying to undo the damage I’ve done with it.
I hate that shit, too; every time they put some huge, irrelevant thing on the screen, I yell at the tv, “I’m trying to watch something here!”
I would love to have ringside seats for that.
Did they maybe get misplaced? Maybe they were on a counter and got covered up by something else, and she has discovered them today and felt badly because you think she didn’t like your cookies now.
Those are really cool! So, did you give her any ideas about things you would like, and she just declined to get you anything?
A very minor rant - we got nice gifts for all of our family (both sides, husband’s and mine), and we got bland, no-thought-given gifts in return. I think I will do that, too, from now on, so I don’t feel like I’m making more of an effort than the people I receive gifts from.
That’s the spirit of Christmas, eh? Everyone just exchanges gift certificates?
You like them? I thought they were attractive, and it’s what (I think) she said she’d like to get someday. I lean utilitarian, myself. I’m perfectly happy with whatever.
I did mention twice since Summer I could use a new pair of Levi’s 501s. I should have mentioned I’d like DVDs of the Doctor Who ‘Fourth Doctor’ (Tom Baker) series I don’t have – which is most of them.
Yeah, I do like them. They’d look great in my little silver car!
Maybe she’s not a hint-taker. My husband and I don’t do hints for gifts - we do flat-out, “I’d like a big frying pan with a lid for Christmas.” If my husband told me he could use a new pair of jeans, I’d assume he was just making conversation - he buys his own clothes whenever he needs them.
Daycare! You extort a fortune from me every week, for five days of watching my kid. Five days. You inform me that you won’t be watching my kid for two of those days, yet you want me to pay for all five days? Why am I paying for the days you decide you’ll be closed? I don’t get to decide to not pay for the days I keep him home! I don’t like this system! I know you know I’ll pay, but you can eat my ass.
Also, maybe when doing your froo froo crafty stuff where you dip my kid’s feet in paint, don’t use red paint. Or maybe do a better job of cleaning him off. It’s not that I don’t enjoy the panic that ensues when I remove his socks and think his toenails are bleeding… Actually, it is that. That specifically.
