On this day in 1897 Victor Mills was born. He was a chemical engineer who worked for Proctor & Gamble. He improved Duncan Hines cake mixes, improved Jif peanut butter, and invented Pampers disposable diapers. (sourced from foodreference.com). From the improvements he chose to make, we can conclude that Mister Mills had a lazy wife and was thus compelled to work on things which would make life easier for both himself and his children. Looking back on my own life, I am most grateful for the Pampers. Thankfully, my days of needing them are over and my baby has grown up to the extent that her social agenda is busier than mine.
She was away at a sleepover with her best friend yesterday, which was a good thing; she was not afforded the opportunity of berating us for barbarity. Her current moral attitude to food involves not eating anything ‘that once had a face’. Our nice, fat yellowtail would – most certainly – have qualified.
In fact, as the fish lay staring at me from my kitchen counter, I too had severe misgivings; I lifted my knife several times to begin the process of beheading and gutting the poor fellow. This is a man’s job, I said to my husband and he; flattered and pleased at the opportunity to flaunt his Camel Man talents, did the job with no more than a flick of the wrist.
Stuffed with chopped tomato, onion, yellow peppers and pesto and wrapped in a tin foil blanket, the fish went into the oven to bake. We have ample left over, a kedgeree is on the cards for supper tonight.
Won’t resemble anything that ever had a face. Not remotely.
Ah, we mothers, what tricks we have up our sleeves.