Yesterday was mostly about cooking. My favorite way to cook is with other people and very slowly. I have been reading lots of recipes and buying ingredients. Yesterday morning, Ray and I walked Adrian to work. Then we went by Chedraui, the grocery store, and bought a wierd squash, some red sweet potatoes, and lots of green beans, as well as more intstant coffee for Mudge, and a couple pillows.

At home, I made oatmeal bread, even though the ingredients were a little different and the oven is a lot different. It was excellent. I mixed up pie crust, enough for four pies, and put it in the fridge. My Dad cut up all the apples we had (8) and we put them in a casserole with spices, etc., and put a crust on, for a deep-dish apple pie. I wanted to try it, but it is ready to go. I might have cooked it too long, so it is like applesauce with a crust. We boiled sweet potatoes and he peeled them for me. I arranged them in several dishes. Later Molli poured on orange juice and sprinkled with brown sugar and dotted them with butter.

Adrian came home and went back. Then he came home at 3. Ray and I took a walk with the dog, between rain showers. WE played some more Mille Bornes. Molli got home and we ate leftovers. ADrian rushed off to a Masons meeting. I broke up some white bread for stuffing and made the fudge pecan pie. It was really ltempting. I rolled out the crust for the pumpkin pie and mixed it up and baked it after they left to get Amelia in Veracruz: Molli, Adrian, and Ray.

After the pie was done, I stayed awake reading until almost midnight, but they weren't home yet. Now they are here, but all asleep.