we only accept money from ZamundaWell, does this interesting stranger be having a banking account in your famous country? If so have him to be giving me access to it so that I may deposit the sum of $100 trillion dollars Zimbabwe into it for him to be sharing. Otherwise I not be having any access to Americanizing banks, as I am the only survival daughter of one disposed dictator in Afrika.
Note to you Americaners, this is not be a pooping cow on above watermark. It is tail of buffalo. Not poop!
Package was delivered today - thanks, Unc!!My mother-in-law makes some wonderful Christmas cookies from her mothers recipe. There are 4 different kinds - Pfeffernusse, Date pinwheels, some kind of filled and glazed thingy, and some mint cookies. They are all wonderful, but the mint is rather special. Previously only her mother was able to make the mint ones just right, and everyone else who tried just couldn't quite do it. When grandma passed away several years ago, I thought I would never get to eat them again, and mentioned that sad affair to my MIL.
Well, my MIL decided to give it the old college try, so she contacted her relatives, and found out one of her nephews had the secret, so he gave her the recipe with all of the hints and tricks. After a couple tries she got it just right, including having to find baking ammonia, which is not too common anymore.
But wait - there's more! My father-in-law grew up on a farm in central WA, where they grew grapes which they sold to Welches (or some big company like that) and also mint. When those grandparents finally died, my in-laws got a couple jars of mint from the estate (along with much else). Well, the mint cookies from the grandmother on one side of the family was made with the mint grown by the grandfather on the other side of the family!! How cool is that?
Mint on the left, date pinwheels above them, pfeffernusse to the right, and honigkuchen below.