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Aryanna’s afternoon VPK class is having a “cultural” celebration instead of a “Halloween” party, following along with the cultural lessons they’ve been learning this week. So every family was asked to make a dish that is from their culture to share with the class at the celebration. Aryanna decided we would make empanadas. For those of you who don’t know what those are, they are simply seasoned meat filled pieces of dough that you deep fry in oil to make crispy. YUM….one of our many unhealthy fried favorites! You can make them large or you can make them bite sized. You can stuff them with other things in addition to the meat. I usually use cheese. Others use olives and potatoes and pimentos. I keep it simple so that everyone in my family will enjoy it and not have to pick out something they don’t eat, like an olive chunk.

I ran to the store to pick up milk, oil to fry them in, dough, meat, cheese, seasoning and an aluminum pan. I did my shopping and somehow I did it without a list AND I EVEN remembered off the top of my head that we needed syrup because we are one waffle and pancake eating family. I came home and proudly put everything away.

About an hour later I was working on the computer. My husband came in, sat down at his computer and turned to me to say “I’m proud of you.”

Me: “Foooor?”

Him: “For remembering to buy syrup. You always forget stuff when you go to the store and you weren’t even going there for that. Yet, you remembered it.”

Me: “So this is the huge accomplishment you are so proud of me for? Of ALL the things in the world you could be proud of me for, you’re proud of me for remembering the syrup? Wow. Thaaaaaanks.” I laugh.

Him: “I’m serious. You ALWAYS forget something, even if you have a list!! So I’m just saying I’m proud of you for remembering something.”

Me: “Yes, I know I usually forget SOMEthing, but this time my list was short. I only went to pick up oil and the rest of ingredients for the empanadas.”

He smiled.

Me: “What?”

Him: “I didn’t see any oil in the closet when I saw the syrup.”

Me: “DAMNITT!!!!”