
There is nothing more enjoyable than savoring a favorite dessert - and this, Lemon Bisque, is one of mine. I made it for New Years Day, with the comment that most of my kids, especially my son Rue, loved it.
Lemon Bisque is the most simple dessert to make, just lemon jello, evaporated milk, honey, a little fresh lemon juice, and a crushed vanilla waver crust. You have to beat the milk and jello separately, when they are quite cold, and before the jello congeals. Then they are blenderized together until frothy. The whole works stiffens in about an hour, and is so heavenly and light. Problem is, the honey is addictive, the lemon is tantalizingly refreshing, and the crumbled wavers so crunchy and sweet, that second helpings follow the first. So, one must set boundaries before even cutting this little delight. When Rahmat saw me setting it up, he asked "How long before we can cut into that?" The aroma is heavenly.
Well, speaking of aroma, I spent most of New Years Day puttering in the kitchen. I planned to serve Stuffed Sweet Peppers, with a vegetable-couscous filling, Fish Croquettes, and our usual tossed salad. Supremely tasty, and easy on the budget.This time of year we managed to find the most gorgeous huge sweet peppers at our local Fred Meyers, and I filled them with a layer of onion/carrot/celery, followed by a layer of sliced leek and garlic, and then finished off with a layer of couscous mixed with tumeric and parsley flakes.


I bought a can of Jack Mackerel this summer, thinking I'd do some croquettes, and finally I got around to it. I'd heard awful things about mackerel, that it was cheap fish and greasy...and the 15 oz. can only cost 99 cents. So, I was prepared for the worst - but the thing about croquettes, is that with a mixture of rice, fresh parsley, a little lemon juice and garlic, one can disguise just about anything. I was going to try it, and I was simply amazed at the results. Not greasy, not a strong fishy smell, just flavorful and a perfect compliment to the couscous and peppers. I mashed the mixture into little balls, brushed on a layer of egg white, then rolled them in corn meal.

We were able to connect with all of our kids before the holidays were over, and fit in a bit of a hike down at the Mima Mounds with Taraz, Megan and Rahmat.

Eventually, I managed to see everyone in different locations, probably scouting for me. Well, it was too far to shout, and the rain stated to fall. I headed back to the car, hoping they'd do likewise. I'd dressed too lightly, hoping for an uphill climb. The Mima Mounds were a nice little stroll, but nothing that kept the body temperature up.



We cut short our hike, once we all found each other, and decided to take our picnic lunch to Taraz and Megans's apartment rather than find a shelter away from the rain and cold.

We spent the rest of the afternoon sprawled on the floor, going through a 'relationship quiz' from the Gottman Institute. Gottman wrote the popular book "The Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work" .Needless to say, we had many laughs reading the passages from the book, and learned a lot about each other. It was a fun way to spend the rest of the afternoon, and it sure beat sloshing about out in the rain.
I'd like to offer an interesting essay I found online at Edge (touted as one of the year's best essays. ) "Moral Psychology and the Misunderstanding of Religion" is written by Jonathan Haidt, Associate Professor of Psychology at the University of Virginia. Haidt does research on morality and emotion and is the author of "The Happiness Hypothesis: Finding Modern Truth in Ancient Wisdom". I printed out the article, and I'm still studying it, as well as all of the critiques by The Reality Club in response to the article. Just fascinating stuff.