She
was cheated out of it last year, so the wife and I just had be sure she had a chance
to carve a jack-o-lantern this year. Even though the Mystery Guest
Blogger is in Ohio visiting her mother, I didn't want her to miss out
on the American cultural experience of pumpkin carving.
After getting her into my usual Friday football game as my "assistant", and getting a shot of her with the Mission High School Eagle, we spent Saturday morning having fun!
Having fun carving up a poor defenseless pumpkin, that is - one she had picked out herself for the
I was reminded of the danger of provoking a woman with a large knife.
Is this life imitating art or art imitating life? (Don't blame me for this photo - it was her idea. If her mother sees this, be assured Trang does not usually stick her tongue out at me.)
My
reward for showing her this deep American "cultural experience?" I was
treated to fresh home-made pumpkin soup - Vietnamese style. (As soon
as I post this, I'm heating up the left-overs for supper. It is very yummy.) Though she put me to work grinding some peanuts, she
did most of the work - while my stomach growled in anticipation. Once
again, I was reminded of the dangers of provoking women with large
knives. She obviously knows how to handle knives - she told me she has
been cooking for her family since she was in the sixth grade.
And Trang knows how to make it right!