Matzoh Ball Chaos

My GOODNESS what one has to go through to get a bowl of matzoh ball soup in this place. For starters, this is one of my absolutely favorite foods but I've never made it. This weekend was gray and terribly depressing so I got started in the kitchen.

I actually made my own broth after roasting a chicken. Of course, I kept popping over to my landlady's side to get advice. "You WHAT?! Well, you're supposed to throw the uncooked chicken in the broth and cook it that way. But that's ok, you don't have the chicken feet either which gives it the sweetness," she said in the kindest way possible. "And you need parsnips." Crap, I really want to launch myself off the Chrysler Building haul a couple of kids to the store to get parsnips - anyone know that feeling?

The broth took almost 24 hours to cool so it could be skimmed. But mmmmmmm, was it worth the wait. Juniorette then helped me roll the matzoh balls. We made half with seltzer (for fluffier balls, ahem) and half without the seltzer.

Inevitably, in the middle of all this there was the echoing sound of Junior's Silence. I had left a painting in progress on the dining room table and who decided to knock everything over and plant his BUTT on the wet painting while eating CHICKLETS (no, not Husband, thank God)?

How did he get that "A" on his back? His name actually begins with "A."I couldn't blame Juniorette since she was with me. He had paint all over himself and a mouth full of gum, and my painting was ruined.

If this can be called a chopping block a picture is worth a thousand words. ARRRGGGH.

Juniorette and I were actually making oatmeal cookies and matzoh balls at the same time Junior caused all this chaos.

We finally got them into the pot and cooked. Junior and the mess was removed from the dining room table and we all sat down to a delicious dinner. I love cooking for my family; I just wish Junior was still content to play with his knife collection or one of my pin cushions. Why the dining room table all of a sudden? And why the constant nudity?! As my daughter (well taught) likes to say in regard to her little brother...MEN.

Comments

[nyjlm]

Looks delish. The first time I made chicken soup from scratch, it was just before the High Holy days and my mother was sick in bed. I ran up and down the stairs, asking what next? what now?
As to junior, well that picture may prove effective blackmail in the teenage years!

[Tinkerblue]

The photo of his butt on the painting and the A is priceless.

[a home far away]

Hi there first time visiting your lovely blog. Oh yes the cyclon in Myanmar, our maids family lives there and there house was totally destroyd by the cyclon, its really terrible.

Hugs from Singapore

[drey]

wow... i would have gone BALLISTIC. i bet you bath junior often ;)

um.. WHAT IS Matzoh Ball!??????? is it like meatballs??? i thought it was chinese dumpling soup but it's late and i'm squinting :P