Friday, January 16, 2009

the English teacher made me cry, so I made butter chicken for supper

What do you do when your Resident Offspring comes home from school and hands you the year's major English assignment that she has just received back, and the teacher has written this on it?

It is clear that this type of thinking is like breathing to you. The intro is wonderful, as are the texts you selected. The project shows that you are an original and refreshing thinker. Excellent work. You need to make sure that you won't betray your gifts because thinking is something you have a talent for, to say nothing of your writing.
Excellent work!!!

Well, if you are me, you cry a little bit because you are so proud and so happy that other people recognize how brilliant your kid is.

And then you let her pick what she wants for supper.

I know that most of the country has been plunged into a deep freeze, but around here we are just wearing sweaters or light jackets. And one really cannot help but chuckle a little.

Except of course, that we have received over three times the normal amount of snow this winter, and this is the first chinook that's blown through since we received these massive dumps of snow, so everything is melting, rapidly.

One thing you have to realize about Calgary, it generally doesn't get a whole lot of snow, compared to other areas, and the city relies upon chinooks to melt the snow and has a policy to only remove snow on the major roads. Residential streets are never plowed or graded or sanded. And people are pissed right off.

I have never been so grateful to have an urban assault vehicle with four-wheel drive in my life. In the newspaper this morning there was a picture that filled me with Schadenfreude (and that's the very best kind of Freude there is). A City of Calgary truck had gotten stuck on a residential street and then the tow truck that came out to free it also got stuck and had to be dug out.

You know it's pretty bad when the tow trucks get stuck. hehe. Sort of like when vultures vomit.


Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

I would expect nothing less but brilliance from any offspring of yours.

Karen said...

you've raised one smart cookie. Must take after you :)

John Mutford said...

Now I have to eat butter chicken in public, because, you know, it's what the geniuses eat.

Volly said...

Big thumbs up on that grade! Bodes well for the whole year.


Butter chicken?

Sounds good.

Got recipe?

Anonymous said...

good for her!

you should be proud

justacoolcat said...

I don't know how you write so beautifully with those circular metal hands, but then again; there is much I don't understand.

Allison said...

Its no surprise, really. Look at her Ma. Five fives to the RO. She's going places, that one!

Anonymous said...

Dear Ms. E,

You totally rock my ankle socks off. You're the original real deal girlfriend, your whole beautiefull self outshines the brilliance of the sun itself.

rock on lil sista!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

That's because you have never met me, Dr M. You would think differently otherwise, but thanks!

You are too kind, Karen. I'm pretty sure she gets her smarts from her dad.

Butter chicken will be the next It food, John! Mark my words.

I'm ashamed to say this is the easiest recipe ever, Volly, if you cheat like I do and use a jar of sauce.
Cut boneless skinless chicken breasts into bite-sized pieces, brown in a little oil, add a jar of butter chicken sauce (I really like Nana's brand), an equivalent amount of milk, and simmer for a bit. Serve over brown rice, garnished with cilantro or parsley and cashews, alongside with some naan, a garden salad, and a nice mango chutney. Easy peasy!

She is kind of my hero right about now, Kelly.

I've given up long ago trying to figure out how these thinking robots work, JustA.

You give me far too much credit, Al, but thanks! She has a lot of potential, that one.

That is the sweetest thing to say, Michelle! Once the brilliant one gets out of bed, I shall pass along your words.

Conky said...

that is a stunning comment from a teacher.....truly....i think I might have wept and then made 400 photo copies and wallpapered the city.......well done SPROG with a BRAIN!!!!

Conky said...

are we allowed to read the paper?

Sean Wraight said...

Barbara - You really should post some excerpts from this paper! (Think of your blog as a virtual refridgerator to show off the kid's work!)

It's so terrific when they make us proud though isn't it? And what a super Mom to make her favourite dinner!

Congrats to the RO! Well done.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

hahaha Jen, 400 copies! I guess the RO got off relatively easily with me just bragging to everybody on the internetz.
I shall have to investigate releasing the actual paper.

Virtual refrigerator - that would make a great blog name, Sean! I'll see what I can do on the sharing front.
It was actually a really easy supper to make, and I was on my way to the grocery store anyway (as I am most days).


Wow! I have tears in MY eyes! Man, I love that kid! And I'm so glad her teacher recognizes quality when she sees it and isn't afraid to let her know.

(And I would love to read what she wrote!)

I would love to have witnessed the city truck and tow truck getting stuck. The SO and son have spent every night this week pushing someone's car out of the ruts in the street. I'll be lucky if I can get out of my garage on Monday unless this damn snow starts melting faster.

Dale said...

That's so wonderful! The weather I mean! I thought it was much colder there. Oh, and your brilliant daughter? That's really fantastic. :-)

BeckEye said...

Awww, the Offspring is churning out the refrigerator material.

I had an English prof write something ridiculously over-the-top with praise on a paper of mine, and my roommate insisted on hanging it on the front of our little dorm fridge. I think the paper was bigger than the fridge itself. I only remember the part that said, "This might surpass your last work, if that's even possible!"

Barbara Bruederlin said...

We could see a pile o' melting today, Urban, if it gets up to 15C, as forecast. I would have loved to have seen that tow truck/city truck episode as well. I would have rubbed my hands and giggled maniacally.
Oh, and the English teacher is a boy, just for the record.

We went through our cold snap all of December, Dale. The RO has been going through her smart snap her whole life.

Awwww that was really sweet of your roommate, Beckeye, stepping in an being the surrogate mother! Pretty damned high praise too, no wonder you are in such demand with your pithy pennings.

Gifted Typist said...

What does a blogger mom do when her RO comes home with such a commentary on her paper?
Well she blog brags about it, of course!
Excellent stuff RO - obviously following in your mother's writerly footsteps

Enjoy the shovelling.

Anonymous said...

Well done,Eva!
Proud auntie Berni

I also would love the Butter Chicken recipe pl.

beth said...

I have such a smart cousin :) good work eva!!!

bloody awful poetry said...

That is Awesome! Congrats on the absolute ridiculousness of your zombie spawn's intelligence!

Karen's Mouth said...

I won't lie, I'm feeling a bit on the hormonal side at the mo and it bought a small tear to my cynical old eye. Big congrats.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

She surpasses her mother in the thinking and writerly departments, Gifted, but kind of you to say.
I'm done shovelling now, am flattening everything down with the urban assault vehicle instead!

Here's the recipe again, Berni:
Cut boneless skinless chicken breasts into bite-sized pieces, brown in a little oil, add a jar of butter chicken sauce (I really like Nana's brand), an equivalent amount of milk, and simmer for a bit. Serve over brown rice, garnished with cilantro or parsley and cashews, alongside with some naan, a garden salad, and a nice mango chutney. Easy peasy!

She takes after your side of the family, Beth!

haha "zombie spawn"! That's what I'll call her from now on, BAP.

Damn those hormones, Kees! I swear we are just transport systems for them.

Will said...

Let me just say - WOW - that is quite a bit of praise. Seeing commentary like that would make my eyes water, too. In fact they just did.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Awww, I love when my kid can make other people cry, Will.