Kitchen Dispatch

Jim has been on the ball with his camera lately, and apparently we spent all week in our kitchen, so this photo essay is the result.


I forget what was going on here, so, this is our kickoff picture.


This is the pizza dough we bought at Trader Joe's, inspired by a recent pizza night at our friends' house.

Muriel ate quite a lot of it, which is noteworthy only because of the very birdlike dinners she normally consumes.

OK, yes, the lighting in this is a little bit Touched By an Angel, but I include it to emphasize that if you are ever wondering why the poor Khooler children always have such sloppy hair, consider the source! Yikes. But we also liked the pizza.


This morning's conceit- pretending our worn-out saucepans were guitars. I was going to make a jam session joke, considering that Naomi was wearing a considerable amount of the stuff on her face from her morning toast, but instead I will relate that Muriel would actually check inside her pot to see if the audience-requested songs were in her "guitar" or not. Rad.


After dinner tonight, the kids shared a strawberry milk box. Naomi is pretty good at the sharing when she has a sense that it's her responsibility to be fair. But mostly they were just being coocoo. It really is too bad this isn't a video, because part of the fun is listening to them laugh when they really get going.

Tomorrow, in this same kitchen, I am *maybe* going to try to make bagels, my first time! If I do, there will be some pictures of that. In the meantime, have a beautiful weekend, friends!