This weekend we went down to Rock Eddy, pictures to come, but I wanted to share this while I had a moment. On Saturday night, we had our big meal in the evening (as is our custom at Rock Eddy), and Mary made chocolate mousse for dessert. This is a faux mousse, really a chocolate pudding, except that she makes it with heavy whipping cream in place of half the regular milk. A little fluffier, a lot richer. And she always makes real whipped cream on the side. It is yummy.
Sophia was skeptical, as she is about new desserts. She knows what she likes and isn't so willing to step outside that box. Ice cream was present in the house (as is our custom at Rock Eddy) and she wasn't sure she wanted to trade down to mousse without a test run.
Mary was in the kitchen, which has room for two people, or three if one is a dwarf who wouldn't mind being burned by the oven door, mixing this up. I was at the sink tackling the dinner dishes, and other people were mingling and tidying up the table and distracting Maeve and so on. And Mary gets the whipped cream done, in the fridge, starts on the chocolate. As I walk over to the table with a dishcloth to wipe things down, Sophia asks,
"Is the elk done?"
"What?" I ask her. "We had turkey for dinner, not elk." She's been exposed to various hoof animals as meat at my in-laws.
"No, the chocolate elk. I want to try it to see if I want any."
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Had someone called it Chocolate Silk? Kids say the darnedest things...
No--it's ELK instead of MOOSE. :^)
We didn't know you were such a "word" person. It is a wonderful discovery. You and your family are always suprising us pleasantly.
I told Mike that you two should have lots more kids and sell them.
You obviously have the recipe for remarkable children. Great Halloween photos too.
That's like when I thought Sam had noticed the actor in Sesame Street Firehouse was Italian. Turns out he was saying Batallion Chief.
Do you think she was picturing the elk on our wall? :)
Hilarious!
It's big, it's brown, it has antlers, must be dessert?ha--that's very cute.
the real question is, of course, how does she know about ELK?
Lisas--Oh, I know how it happened--my father in law shot an elk a few years back. Its head and antlers dominate the living room there now. It's like the talking elk on the wall at Disneyland. Huge. Moose and elk get confused in my head sometimes (I always have to pause to consider if it's an elk or a moose hanging there before I talk about it). So it obviously passed along.
rockeddy: thing is, I need to STOP having the kids and buy them from someone else! The having the kids is a lot harder than the raising. Thus far.....
lol. did you know that chocolate was banned in switzerland for many years. read this
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