Sparkling Solstice

We had a couple of dear friends come over for a Solstice Supper last evening. In honor of the occasion, I'd made -- among other things -- something from childhood: my mother's "salad" of orange jello infused with crushed pineapple and shredded carrots (trust me, it's delicious) that she called Sunshine Salad. What better occasion to serve it? We're changing the name to Solstice Salad.

But that's not what I want to write about today.

I had purchased a miniscule bottle of “edible glitter” with which I intended to enhance a dish last night.  Alas, I forgot! 

So this morning while Joe and Lizzy were outside, I fixed a nice breakfast (individual quiches from Sprouts that turned out to be very good, sliced orange, and tiny slices of cranberry coffee cake) and remembered I’d overlooked the glitter last night. So I decided to enhance the coffee cake. The bottle was new and when I shook the glitter on the cake, the perforated lid wasn’t secure and the glitter abounded! Joe commented that perhaps it was a good thing I’d had the memory lapse last night, visualizing Elaine’s eggnog made MOST glorious . . . . 

So I’ll try to remember to use it for Christmas dinner. Joe suggests the recipient be the broccoli.