I started to make lime pudding this morning from some little green fruits that Mel thought was lime. We like lime pudding. They were apparently immature oranges, and didn't taste good, so I switched to lemon. We knew the lemons. There is such a mixture of fruit trees out here that it is hard to decide which is which. We do know the mango trees and their fruits are hanging in clusters, some of which nearly touch the ground.
As well as many different kinds of fruit there are many varieties of each fruit. There are mangoes the size of baseballs which are small but very sweet and there are mangas the size of a small football. One fell on the roof over Mel's bed the other morning and made such a clunk that it woke her.
The lemon pudding turned out very well, and it is sitting on the stove lidded and cooling so I can put it in the fridge.
All dry food commodities here come in plastic bags which are sealed. After I open the bags I like to put the food into cans and bottles that I have saved and cleaned. We buy a special cookie treat that are long pencil like rolls of sweet flaky pastry with hazelnut filling. These come in nice sized tins, which I like to store food in. I keep sugar in one. I opened it this morning to make the pudding and a zillion microscopic ants cruised around the top of the sugar and up the sides of the tin. I never figured in a year that those little pests could get into that tin. I FOUGHT them out. They are so tiny that you can scarcely see them until they scurry. I always have an ant dance fight when I first go to the sink in the morning, or anytime after a lapse of time. They are persistent and so am I.
For special occasions like birthdays, we buy a key lime frozen pie in the big store. I will have to go in Friday to pick one up for Melaney's special day on Saturday. I know it will be started on Friday night, but there will be plenty to celebrate with on Saturday.
As a finishing thought, Mel went through the final agonies of getting all the paper work done in San Jose yesterday for her residency. Mine will have to wait as the lawyer didn't get my birth certificate from the post office, and by the time I send for another one my RCMP document will be expired. So, when I come back to Canada in July I will start the process all over again, and it will take another six months to get it all together. Yuck!
Mel didn't take me to San Jose yesterday because she knew it would be a long and trying day, and it was. It was also a good thing that she didn't have me along to drag around. She had to do a lot of walking between the bank and the lawyer’s office and I would not have been comfortable doing it. I think even she came home a little tired.