I think I became aware that males were more important than females when I was about one year old. I was the first grandchild and for a moment I was Queen of the universe. Then my cousin Tim was born and I felt the shift. A boy, the family has a boy to continue the family name. I felt that as much as they liked me I was not as valuable as a boy baby. It showed in the toys they bought at Christmas, I got dolls and a doll house he got an electric train. A train, who wouldn’t want a train? Dolls. I never knew what you were supposed to do with them. Soon I would have a baby brother, so I certainly didn’t need baby dolls., I had a baby brother.
I was angry when my cousin Tim got a train set and I didn’t, I’m still angry. I’m angry that I have been treated differently my whole life because I’m a female. This memory/feeling arrived on the day I found out that my dear cousin Tim Clark had died of a massive stroke (our family health history.) We were not friends as adults but we spent those first baby years together with the big people making memories. He and I bonded if we liked each other or not. RIP Tim.
Horseradish Polenta
1 cup coarse ground cornmeal
3 cups milk
2 cups water
1/4 cup heavy cream
3 tablespoons Better Than Bouillon chicken base
3 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 cup grated Parmigiano-Reggiano
3 tablespoons prepared horseradish
2 tablespoons unsalted butter
Heat the milk, water and cream to a boil and whisk in the cornmeal. Add the garlic and chicken base. Continue whisking for 30 to 60 minutes until it’s tender. You may need to add more cream as you go if it’s too thick. Add the cheese, horseradish and butter and whisk until smooth.
Times that I am happy I live alone:
Right Now.
I seem to be buying my winter wardrobe for Costco in the mens flannel selection. I can’t figure out the size difference so the clothes/ pjs are not flattering and usually too big. But I don’’t care because they are warm and fuzzy and that make me happy.