My sister was under the weather. But the weather was actually brilliant sun and blazing blue sky with shocks of yellow and orange-leafed trees thrown in for gaudy good measure. Talk about insult to injury--not feeling good enough to be out puttering in the extravagance of a fall day!
In our family fresh, still-warm tapioca pudding is a comfort and get-well sort of food. So I would make a pot just for my unfairly, under-weathered sister. She would get most of it at least. Cooks need to sample some of the wares for flavor balance and, well, just because it taste
so wonderfully good.
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| Holds 3 cups and has no hole in the bottom |
While the pudding cooled, I searched for the just-right container for transporting this feel-good "medicine" with an eye for a delightful and uplifting presentation. That bowl is too big; this one is too small. That's a flower pot, not a bowl!
Indeed a lovely white flower pot from my favorite store had just come out of the dishwasher and was waiting on the counter for me to put it away. Perfect size!
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| Pot filled with tapioca pudding. Calendula (edible flowers) waiting to be "planted" |
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| Very happy flowers "growing" in warm "dirt" |
Perfect uplifting presentation. Oh, the
Things I get to do today! Here's a "Be Well" pot of flowers with Really
Good Dirt.*
*After thought: cover the white "dirt" with 1/2" of crushed dark chocolate sandwich cookies for a more real black/brown "dirt" effect.
A room needs life. Fresh flowers are the quickest, surest way to make that miracle happen. My favorites are from my own yard. Nearly all winter there has been some small speck of a blossom that could be brought in to sparkle the space.
