12-10-2005, 08:11 AM
I love eggnog. It's a rich, creamy drink with waaaaayyyy too many calories that is typically enjoyed during November and December.
One funny story about me learning to cook is associated with eggnog. It has to do with learning about the potency of vanilla and reading my mom's handwriting. You see, we have a family recipe for eggnog that has been handed down on handwritten note cards from generation to generation. Being the eggnog that I've grown up with it's what I associate with the "perfect" eggnong. One day I had the urge to make it (I was about ten at the time) so I pulled out our handwritten note card with the recipe on it and followed the instructions very closely.
This is the part where bad handwriting comes in. You see, my mom doesn't always close the top of her a's when she's writing things out. In this particular case she had intended to write 1 cap of vanilla. What I read was 1 cup of vanilla. Typically, nobody has a full cup of vanilla in the house but our neighbour had brought back a 1 liter jug of vanilla (really good stuff too) from Mexico. So I proceded to make my eggnog with 1 cup of vanilla and was quite concerned that the colour wasn't the smooth yellow that I was accustomed to. Instead I had this gross brown coloured mess. And it turned out to be pretty gross.
Remember, a little vanilla can go a long way.
One funny story about me learning to cook is associated with eggnog. It has to do with learning about the potency of vanilla and reading my mom's handwriting. You see, we have a family recipe for eggnog that has been handed down on handwritten note cards from generation to generation. Being the eggnog that I've grown up with it's what I associate with the "perfect" eggnong. One day I had the urge to make it (I was about ten at the time) so I pulled out our handwritten note card with the recipe on it and followed the instructions very closely.
This is the part where bad handwriting comes in. You see, my mom doesn't always close the top of her a's when she's writing things out. In this particular case she had intended to write 1 cap of vanilla. What I read was 1 cup of vanilla. Typically, nobody has a full cup of vanilla in the house but our neighbour had brought back a 1 liter jug of vanilla (really good stuff too) from Mexico. So I proceded to make my eggnog with 1 cup of vanilla and was quite concerned that the colour wasn't the smooth yellow that I was accustomed to. Instead I had this gross brown coloured mess. And it turned out to be pretty gross.
Remember, a little vanilla can go a long way.
Gullible isn't in the dictionary.