Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Battle of the Patio Door

Not the real one of course... but notice the proximity to the potentially stifling hot kitchen?

Oh my little blog....how I have missed you so.  I attempted to write up blog posts on the road on my laptop, but got as far as four sentences and then Microsoft Office crashed.  Damn.  So, I've done a lot of stuffing.  And not the turkey kind.

We've spent the past week at my inlaws.  It is an 80's era house.  The kitchen is centrally located, and is roughly a 12 x 16 rectangle.  There are two breezeway doorways on adjacent walls.  There is a window on an opposite wall, and one of the doorway walls also has a patio door that goes out onto a small deck.  The house is kept pretty warm - uncomfortably so for us CO folk, so cooking in a hot kitchen in preparation for Thanksgiving is, well, not fun. 

I spent the better part of Wednesday and Thursday in the kitchen.  I am not complaining - it was pleasant, the kids helped from time to time, and we worked at a leisurely pace.  My MIL made cornbread stuffing and prepped all of the cookware she would need for the turkey and the ham, and I made my artichoke heart/spinach dip (to be baked the following day), 6 dozen rolls and a large crockpot meal for that night.  It got hot and uncomfortable in the kitchen.  So I cracked open the patio door about 4 inches to get a nice breeze flowing through.   Aaaaaaahhhh.

Pretty soon, FIL arrived home, took a panicked cursory look around the kitchen, noticed the source of irritation (an opened, unlocked door),and strode across the kitchen, shut the door and locked it.

He left.  I opened it.

We repeat the scenario at least three times during the next hour.

Next day... Thanksgiving.  Now we have 5 - 6 people in the kitchen.  Cooking, helping, or just getting in the way.  Let's repeat the door scenario a few more times, just for kicks.