I started up the pressure cooker this afternoon with the leftover chicken bones and vegetable bits from the week. Mmm ... a glorious stock.
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Then started boiling some potatoes - to rice them! Tomorrow is the annual winter Lefse making event with my mother's siblings. We gather at my aunt's house to grill Lefse, which is the most fabulous thing in the world. Then we eat some. Package others in ziplock and freeze. Or, if we are feeling enormously generous, we share (which is very rare).
Store bought just don't compare to the light soft goodness of homemade. And, I admit, I'm a little judgmental of people who put anything other than butter on their Lefse. It's a personal failing. I'm trying to become open minded. But that doesn't extend to nutella. That's awful.
The afternoon is finishing with an ice bath for my hands. I only took 4 days off ice dunking. And back on the band-wagon. It does indeed work for reducing the slight ache feeling in the joints of my left fingers and the tenderness in my right wrist - but at the price of frozen hands for 1 hour after and the knowledge that the ice cold water is way less than comfortable and you have to keep doing it.
I would say the knitting calls - but actually its the bucket of water calling my name.
Be excellent to each other!
