Goose Watch
Dec. 25th, 2005 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Mom: Can I borrow the Joy of Cooking I gave you for Christmas? I want to check how long it takes too cook a goose.
Me: Sure. And the answer is "longer than you think."
Mom: *reads* *mutters* *counts on fingers, and makes strange, goose-semaphore-type signals* Three hours. So if we want to eat at six, we should put it in at three.
Me: There's no way that the goose will be done in three hours. You have never cooked a goose in three hours in your life. You should really put it in now.
Mom: It's only noon. I don't want Christmas Dinner at three.
Me: But it's gonna take like five or six hours, not three.
Mom: Well, I guess I could put it in a little early. It's hard to overcook a goose. But I still think it'll be done in three hours.
Me: Why don't you put it in at, like, one thirty? Or maybe two?
Mom: Okay.
Mom, at three: *begins preparing goose*
If we actually sit down to eat at six, I will ingest a chapeau.
ETA: Here's a pic of me wearing some of my Christmas clothes, using my graduation camera, and transferred to my laptop via the card reader I just got. I'm standing in my mother's bathroom, btw, if anyone is curious. God, that bathroom is nice. The tub is a thing of great beauty.

Me: Sure. And the answer is "longer than you think."
Mom: *reads* *mutters* *counts on fingers, and makes strange, goose-semaphore-type signals* Three hours. So if we want to eat at six, we should put it in at three.
Me: There's no way that the goose will be done in three hours. You have never cooked a goose in three hours in your life. You should really put it in now.
Mom: It's only noon. I don't want Christmas Dinner at three.
Me: But it's gonna take like five or six hours, not three.
Mom: Well, I guess I could put it in a little early. It's hard to overcook a goose. But I still think it'll be done in three hours.
Me: Why don't you put it in at, like, one thirty? Or maybe two?
Mom: Okay.
Mom, at three: *begins preparing goose*
If we actually sit down to eat at six, I will ingest a chapeau.
ETA: Here's a pic of me wearing some of my Christmas clothes, using my graduation camera, and transferred to my laptop via the card reader I just got. I'm standing in my mother's bathroom, btw, if anyone is curious. God, that bathroom is nice. The tub is a thing of great beauty.