For our final creative joint-activity of the year, Mister and I opted for a food project for New Year’s Eve: Goose. For those of you who eat goose each year during the holidays, this may seem like a non-event. But neither Mister nor I had ever prepared a goose before. Hell – I’ve never even eaten goose. Unless you count foie gras, which I should, but don’t.
Anyhoo, we found a recipe and then watched several videos on the YouTuber, after which I felt ready to tackle the bird. (For the record, the only changes we made to the original recipe were 1. adding zest to the salt/pepper mixture spread on the bird and 2. cooking the hell out of the poaching liquid, as there was only fat in the pan after roasting [no pan juices].) And y’all, because cooking does not freak me out, that was it. The goose was not only gorgeous, but also divine. It got rave reviews and I happened to love it.
Now! This marks the end of our weekly, organized-ish D2T2 activities. I won’t claim it was easy to undertake creative endeavors each week. And sometimes we, well, we failed. But all in all, it was a cool experiment. Our right brains were kicked into gear and we tried some things we otherwise wouldn’t. There was photography, painting, food, flipbookits and outings. There were other things, too, and some are still in-process. But if I’m telling the truth, I’m grateful it’s done. I’m also grateful to have done it. I loved working with Mister on projects. That interaction was a new experience for me. And though I practice artistic action fairly regularly, Mister doesn’t always get to. So, to my mind, this was good for him, too. Not only did he get to use his creative muscles, he also got to show just how creative he is. Sadly, not everyone gets to meet the artist within.
So, yes. Drunk-Dial Think-Tank has shut the lights and closed its doors. But it will never really be gone. To misquote Hippocrates, “Ars longa. Vita brevis.” Art is long. Life is short.
True dat, Troy. True dat.