Jelly


I have to apologise to my followers & readers. My internet decided to let me down right in the middle of the A-Z challenge! Perfect timing huh! I was being charged extra to go on the internet on top of the monthly allowance…not good at all. So the internet was off limits until now. I have been writing these up in a word document & will now have to flood my blog with each post as I really wanted to complete this challenge. So sorry in advance for the flood of posts. I will also get round to the wonderful comments left by my readers; I appreciate each & every one of them.

So here we go with the rest of the A-Z challenge…oh how I’ve missed posting these up…




Jelly. I remember eating jelly as a child at birthday parties mixed with ice cream. It was always presented in a colourful paper plate with a plastic spoon. You’d sometimes get a mixture of jellies with a blob of melting vanilla ice cream. Why are jellies mainly suited to children? & why are they given at birthday parties.

The set routine at parties is: Jelly & ice cream then you all gather around for pass the parcel. The perfect party mixture! Kids would run over to tables squealing with delight the minute jelly & ice cream was mentioned, it would probably be the only time parents could get excited children to all sit quietly at a table. Kids would then be giggling over the wobbly jelly on a spoon even with a glint or idea in their eyes of chasing the others with it. Jelly equalled fun.

I love jelly (yes even as an adult) it’s quick to eat even if sometimes it appears to have no flavour. You know when you want to really taste the strawberry or blackcurrant within it but you get nothing but a mild twang. That leaves disappointment in my mouth.

I enjoyed making jelly as a child when you could rip up the sticky cubes into a bowl & pour hot water over them stirring before letting them melt completely & then placing the bowl into the fridge to reset. At which point you could then help yourself to it over the evening never really stopping at the first mouthful.

Jelly to me gives me visions of laughter, joy & even silliness. Even now it’s amusing & slightly exciting wondering as a joke to serve jelly & ice cream at adult birthday parties mixing it with beer/wine/champagne & a BBQ lol. Jelly brings back fond memories of childhoods where Jelly & ice cream were a fun thing to eat & enjoy at a young period of life but that would continue to be a part of your life as you have your own kids & their parties. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Eggs

Image
Scrambled? Fried? Sunny side up? Boiled? Poached? Omelette? Scotch egg? Oh how I despise eggs! I have never eaten them & never will eat them. The smell gets to me first, then the texture, then the sight of them looking all kind of rubbery like especially fried & boiled ones. Ewww. My family loves them though & throughout the years had tried to encourage me to at least taste them…let’s just say they never tried again! I remember my grandparents loving boiled eggs with slices of toast or fried eggs on slices of ham with chips. My mum liked hers boiled or poached & my sister would eat them anyway but especially liked omelettes. It wasn’t until I started waitressing that they really got to me. People would request omelette upon omelette or fried egg with ham upon fried egg with ham. All I saw were eggs, eggs, eggs. They taunted me as I delivered someone’s dinner that had a wobbly fried egg on top where I’d place it down with a smile on face cursing at th...
Read more

GBE2 Dancing.

Image
Dancing During my time at school (which feels like a long time ago now) I took dance as a subject. I loved it & still love it. But I no longer do it. There were always more girls than boys in the class & in fact at one point we only had 1 boy amongst about 15+ of us girls. It was unfair on him, he however loved it & actually was a good dancer. We would start by doing our stretches then we’d move on to the set pieces we either had to learn & perform in front of the others or we would study techniques of other dancers & then have to choreograph our own piece of dance. It was good fun, interesting & in the end important for our grading & exams. I continued to dance at various times…mainly when I’d had a few drinks…but I have never joined a dance class. I know I would actually feel shy dancing in front of others even after doing it for 3-4 years. I get stage fright badly & this effects the things I would love to do. Dancing being ...
Read more

Beans

Image
Beans. There are many different types of beans & in many different varieties: French bean/Green bean/Black bean/Baked bean/Soya bean etc. The soya bean is the main bean in my daily diet. I found out last year that normal dairy milk was bad for me. I had been drinking it for years but when I began to get pains & cramps in my stomach which lasted a couple of months I knew something was wrong & went to see my doctor. After keeping a food diary a food/lifestyle diary I had two answers 1. I had developed IBS 2. Milk had become my enemy. I only had milk in cups of tea & on cereal but it was really affecting me. So I changed my habits & turned to Soya Milk. At first I was dubious of it as it does taste completely different to normal milk & it looks like cream but for me it’s been a godsend as I can now have my cups of tea & my cereal without any major side effects with my condition. I’ve got used to having the Soya bean within my d...
Read more