3 Cs and I FAT
Dear Liebe:
I am learning lots of new things. Now I am learning Cooking, Counting and Chemistry. Wow! Some of this is great stuff, mostly.
Yesterday Joe came to house. He helped Briggie and Omi made Grappeln, which are little German doughnuts. I learned how to mix all this stuff, like flower and water and milk and sugar and Yeast (remember the yeast) together to make the dough. Then they have to put the dough in a warm place to rise.
What happens is that the yeast reacts with warm water and air and makes bubbles and stuff…and the dough gets really big. It swells up and gets really big all over and everywhere!
I was guarding Chief’s chair because he was away shooting, naturally. They put these dough things in a pan on a chair, right in front of the pellet stove and right next to Chief’s chair. I watched as they counted these things out: “1, 2, 3…23…24.” Wow, that’s two dozen.
So ½ hour later they came back to check how big the doughnuts had gotten, and they counted, “...19, 20, …??? What happened? Where did 4 doughnuts go?”
Unfortunately, just then I was overtaken by events of the moment. Remember the yeast swelling? I issued a momentous Rottweiler sized yeast belch. They immediately concluded that the missing four raising doughnuts were in the belly of the dog called “I FAT”. Ooh, they were right. Yeast is nasty stuff. Ooh. My tummy got bigger by the minute…ooh. Really big…ooh.
They scolded me and made me stay in a little box by the back door, after many trips outside.
Chief came home from his gun club meeting and saved me. We took the evening ‘Bigout’ walk, and everything was fine. But then at bedtime a yeast moment overtook me again, and I ended up sleeping all alone in my dog box. I think both Chief and Briggie were cold all night without me to warm them. Serves ‘em right.
Belch. Hiccup. Belch..oooohhh. This stuff just keeps swelling…ooh.
Charlie
I am learning lots of new things. Now I am learning Cooking, Counting and Chemistry. Wow! Some of this is great stuff, mostly.
Yesterday Joe came to house. He helped Briggie and Omi made Grappeln, which are little German doughnuts. I learned how to mix all this stuff, like flower and water and milk and sugar and Yeast (remember the yeast) together to make the dough. Then they have to put the dough in a warm place to rise.
What happens is that the yeast reacts with warm water and air and makes bubbles and stuff…and the dough gets really big. It swells up and gets really big all over and everywhere!
I was guarding Chief’s chair because he was away shooting, naturally. They put these dough things in a pan on a chair, right in front of the pellet stove and right next to Chief’s chair. I watched as they counted these things out: “1, 2, 3…23…24.” Wow, that’s two dozen.
So ½ hour later they came back to check how big the doughnuts had gotten, and they counted, “...19, 20, …??? What happened? Where did 4 doughnuts go?”
Unfortunately, just then I was overtaken by events of the moment. Remember the yeast swelling? I issued a momentous Rottweiler sized yeast belch. They immediately concluded that the missing four raising doughnuts were in the belly of the dog called “I FAT”. Ooh, they were right. Yeast is nasty stuff. Ooh. My tummy got bigger by the minute…ooh. Really big…ooh.
They scolded me and made me stay in a little box by the back door, after many trips outside.
Chief came home from his gun club meeting and saved me. We took the evening ‘Bigout’ walk, and everything was fine. But then at bedtime a yeast moment overtook me again, and I ended up sleeping all alone in my dog box. I think both Chief and Briggie were cold all night without me to warm them. Serves ‘em right.
Belch. Hiccup. Belch..oooohhh. This stuff just keeps swelling…ooh.
Charlie
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