Wednesday visiting & touching history
Sep. 3rd, 2003 09:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_masterGot up at 7 a.m., fed the cat, got dressed, got ready, and headed down to Aurora. After a brief stop to ferry my rent check from the MCI building where I'd left it across the street to my landlord's real estate office, and another stop at the Krispy Kreme for breakfast, I hit the road heading out of town. Actually managed to get onto the right exit this time, and subsequently pulled into the mechanic's place at exactly the same time as my Dad.
Some quick instructions to the mechanics ("I have $300 to budget. Do the most critical $300 worth and then give me an estimate on the rest." The mechanic wrote down "$300 use wisely then estimate rest.") later, Dad and I headed back home. We made a couple brief stops along the way—the grocery for some lunch ingredients, a flower shop and a cemetery to see about some things for the funeral of my Dad's Uncle Albert that he's officiating tomorrow—and then headed home, where we got right to work cooking.
One of the things I'd specifically intended to do on this visit home was to bring down the recipe I used to make beef pot pie with. It's kind of a funny thing, as meat pot pies have always been one of my favorite dishes, but lately I couldn't help noticing that I liked the pies I was making from this recipe more than I did the ones that Dad was making lately by just throwing ingredients together. It's kind of sad when you realize you can make a better pot pie than your parent. :) So, thought I, I would remedy the situation by showing Dad just how good a pot pie could be. To my delight, it worked quite well, as Dad mentioned several times how impressed he was by the way it turned out. We had it for lunch, then Dad kept the rest of the first pie for leftovers and sent the whole second pie back with me for lunches. I emailed him the recipe as soon as I got back home.
While it was cooking, Dad asked me to help him move a big wooden clock for him onto a dolly frame. But not just any big wooden clock. This is a one-of-a-kind object d'art, the Kettering Apostle Clock (yes, that is my Dad in the top picture, with the clock). Made in the 1870s by an obscure Pennsylvania coal miner, there's no other like it, its monetary value has been appraised as reaching into five figures, and its historical and artistic value...who can say?
Anyway...today, I touched history.
About 3:30, we headed on into Aurora again to get the car. As it turned out, the mechanics had been able to do $200 of tune-up and repair work, and the only other major repairs the car needed—which required a part they didn't have on hand—would come to about $100 more. So, when you get right down to it, my $300 budget was about dead on for the job. I'll be taking the car in again next Wednesday to see about getting that done.
After that, I came on back home, watched some more tokusatsu episodes, and relaxed on the bed with the computer on the laptable. Where I am now. And it's back to work for me tomorrow!
Some quick instructions to the mechanics ("I have $300 to budget. Do the most critical $300 worth and then give me an estimate on the rest." The mechanic wrote down "$300 use wisely then estimate rest.") later, Dad and I headed back home. We made a couple brief stops along the way—the grocery for some lunch ingredients, a flower shop and a cemetery to see about some things for the funeral of my Dad's Uncle Albert that he's officiating tomorrow—and then headed home, where we got right to work cooking.
One of the things I'd specifically intended to do on this visit home was to bring down the recipe I used to make beef pot pie with. It's kind of a funny thing, as meat pot pies have always been one of my favorite dishes, but lately I couldn't help noticing that I liked the pies I was making from this recipe more than I did the ones that Dad was making lately by just throwing ingredients together. It's kind of sad when you realize you can make a better pot pie than your parent. :) So, thought I, I would remedy the situation by showing Dad just how good a pot pie could be. To my delight, it worked quite well, as Dad mentioned several times how impressed he was by the way it turned out. We had it for lunch, then Dad kept the rest of the first pie for leftovers and sent the whole second pie back with me for lunches. I emailed him the recipe as soon as I got back home.
While it was cooking, Dad asked me to help him move a big wooden clock for him onto a dolly frame. But not just any big wooden clock. This is a one-of-a-kind object d'art, the Kettering Apostle Clock (yes, that is my Dad in the top picture, with the clock). Made in the 1870s by an obscure Pennsylvania coal miner, there's no other like it, its monetary value has been appraised as reaching into five figures, and its historical and artistic value...who can say?
Anyway...today, I touched history.
About 3:30, we headed on into Aurora again to get the car. As it turned out, the mechanics had been able to do $200 of tune-up and repair work, and the only other major repairs the car needed—which required a part they didn't have on hand—would come to about $100 more. So, when you get right down to it, my $300 budget was about dead on for the job. I'll be taking the car in again next Wednesday to see about getting that done.
After that, I came on back home, watched some more tokusatsu episodes, and relaxed on the bed with the computer on the laptable. Where I am now. And it's back to work for me tomorrow!
