Month: September 2008

Vegetarian Indian Cooking Class

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Simone and I went to the Muhglai Feast class today, and had a wonderful time.

Highly recommended – even if you’re not vegetarian.

We made Dahl Makhani, Palak Paneer, Malai Kofta, a spiced rice dish, a mint and yoghurt side dish, an onion side dish, naan, and a fabulous dessert.

Yum.

And then I came home and made congee for dinner for the first time.  I made it with dried shitake mushrooms, frozen peas and some vegetarian chinese sausage I had in the freezer, ginger, vegetarian chicken stock and broken rice.  I can see how I can improve it next time, but all in all it was quite yummy, and a pretty good lazy Sunday dinner.

Feeling Sick

Doing this parenting course has made me think a bit more about parenting theories, and this morning I came across two that I had never heard of before.

The first, promoted by the Ezzos, uses the bible to promote old testament rigidity on children. The link is to a site explaining why the Ezzo method is dangerous – not to the official site.

The second, promoted by the Pearls, is very similar, but quite shocking in its promotion of violence against children, even babies a few months old.

Here is an excerpt from an article on toddler taming –

So, when your child of any age starts throwing a tantrum, NEVER, NEVER… I repeat, NEVER give in to their demands. Your denial of their lust, coupled with a good stinging swat or two, will cause the child to see the futility and helplessness of his demands. When your child is convinced by your consistent response of enforcing negative consequences for negative behavior, he will cease his vain and tiresome behavior, employing some other means to achieve pleasure.

I feel sick. It’s revolting and shocking to me that these people are allowed to promote such dangerous ideas. This is NOT my idea of Christianity, any more that suicide bombers reflect true Islam.

Normal

Inigo’s Temperature has been normal since lunch time yesterday, so I am starting to relax a little. The snot production is still in full swing though, and I’m having to express and bottle feed, since he can’t breathe through his nose enough to feed properly.

He’s also having trouble sleeping, but apart from all that is still a happy chap for fathers day.

Never again

I hate grocery shopping. HATE it. But apparently, we need to eat, and the fairies don’t deliver to people who don’t believe in them.

I could do online shopping, but paying the delivery fee plus the full price on every item bites. And I have to think about what I want up to two days before I want it.

So after avoiding the shops for two weeks, I braved it last night. Mark had the kid, I was on my own, and I thought I’d better bite the bullet.

Big mistake.

I pushed the trolley around, got most of the stuff I needed (and some that I didn’t – forgot to take the list with me), and lined up to pay.

I had my keys and wallet in the top of the trolley, pulled my wallet out to pay, leaving my keys on the child seat. I pushed the trolley through to start loading full bags onto the trolley, turned back to the operator for a second, then turned back and my trolley was gone, along with my keys.

Fast forward an anxious hour, trying to keep watch on every trolley in the store to keep an eye out for my keys, make sure nobody pinches the car, and watch my trolley full of (paid for) groceries. Of course, I had left the phone in the car, so I couldn’t even call Mark to explain where I was.

Eventually a sweet kid handed them to me – they were still in the trolley, mysteriously waiting near the liquor area.

After that experience, online shopping is looking better and better!