Damned if you do; damned if you don't.
When seeking help it's best to appear helpless.
Last week, when I realized that my computer was fading fast, I took this photo of the screen.
I was 99% sure that it was the video card that was slowly slipping into oblivion. The screen had been displaying these lovely tread marks off and on for about 2 months. They normally went away after rebooting, but, this day, they didn't.
To be helpful, and in case they didn't show up immediately on the monitor at the computer hospital, I took a photo.
We all know what happens when we take something in for repair: it works….
Until we get it back home, then it goes bonkers again.
I was taking in proof of it's misbehavior!
Apparently, the nice young man at the computer hospital was unaccustomed to dealing with people who consider a digital camera a necessary part of their being, as crucial as a wristwatch, or clothing.
Perhaps he had not met any bloggers, actually, make that food bloggers, who, by nature, take a photo of anything and everything that crosses their vision.
We never know what or when something might make an interesting post….
I set the computer down on his work table and whipped out my camera.
After scrolling through the photos of the previous night's dinner, I showed him the shot of my screen, explaining, or so I thought, about the problem with my computer…. In French, of course.
He seemed inordinately fascinated with my camera.
He took it from me and carefully inspected it, pushing buttons, zooming the lens in and out.
Finally he asked how often it happened.
I gave him the long version of all the problems of the past few months.
'But', he said, 'it's only on this one.'
And then, comprehension dawned.
Apparently he thought I had been out taking my computer for a walk and decided to stop in and get my camera fixed.
Apparently he was treating me carefully, the crazy woman that had 50, almost identical, photos of meatloaf and one wonky photo of Stonehenge on her camera.
Frustrated, I slipped into English for another go at explaining.
Enlightened, he now understood both my words and my problem.
He plugged my computer in and it didn't work right for him either.
It was the video card…..
On to the food:
When I was in high school, I worked at the local restaurant (small town, there was only one).
The owner made the best coleslaw! Everyone raved about it and everyone wanted the recipe.
It was a secret.
She made the dressing in big batches, once a week and no one was allowed to watch too closely.
She sold the restaurant, retired and moved away, taking her coleslaw dressing with her.
Or so I thought.
After we kids were grown and gone, my mother went to work, a few mornings a week, at the same restaurant.
Turns out my mother managed to snag the recipe at some point.
Maybe she was entrusted with it when the owner was gone during the summer; maybe she just watched and learned. She doesn't remember. She never made it as it makes 8 quarts.
I found it the other day, in her old box of recipes that I brought back on my last trip.
Tangy Coleslaw (Cabbage Salad)
2 – 3 cups shredded cabbage
1/2 red or orange pepper
Tangy Coleslaw Dressing
Shred the cabbage. Slice the pepper thinly, then cut the slices into 1/2" (1cm) pieces. Put cabbage and pepper into a large bowl. Add half of the dressing and toss well to combine. Add more dressing according to taste and the amount of cabbage.
Tangy Coleslaw Dressing
8 tbs olive oil
8 tbs sugar
3 1/2 tbs cider vinegar
3/4 tsp course grain mustard
1/4 tsp celery seed
Put all of the ingredients in a medium bowl, Using as large a whisk as you have (and is reasonable), vigorously whisk ingredients together. The sugar will dissolve and the dressing get very thick and clear.
The cabbage stays wonderfully crunchy with this dressing and will keep several days…. If you don't stand in the fridge with a fork…