Early August, Architects and Engineers


Food Mood: the neighbours cook



Reno Ridiculouso: Careful thought, careful emails, lawyers looming

Following the debacle, Kiddo and I return to the house and I start assessing with the Hubby.
The Architect is called and his Engineer is called too (money, money, money)and the city inspector.
The poor city inspector comes two days after THE DEBACLE and damn, he is trying so hard to be kind. Inspector: So, uh, listen buddy.  I know that this is a big project and you’re working really hard on it and I don’t wanna, like, burst your bubble, but man, I got some concerns about how the addition is supported.    Hubby: ‘Ya Think?!

And then Hubby explains to him that we fully know and the inspectors role is to provide the report so that we can give it and the Architects and Engineers reports to Bull $$%^$ Talker to reinforce Hubby’s statements about what must be done to repair this insanity.  

We get the reports, all of which say it’s a nightmare and must be redone and we begin a slow and careful email exchange (never on the phone) with Bull Talker via the Architect to try and find a solution.  Keep in mind that Bull Talker has a lot of our money, with an unfinished addition that he’s claiming is finished. Before you think scornful we could have done this better thoughts (ya know that ya were J ), yes Bull Talker was being paid in installments.  But the roofing and framing installment was alotta (official term) cash and was payable at the beginning of that section. So, there ya go.

In an awesome act of sympathy our neighbours feed us all for the majority of the next two weeks.  Without reference to why, or sympathy statements or anything that would make it worse, they just listen to the Hubby and I and feed us.

The picture is of Connie Noodles.  An indian/thai/philippino fusion of noodles, egg, shrimp, cabbage and some kind of spice.  Made by Connie, bless her! 
Hello! Thanks for stopping by to check out my recipes and commiserate with my (our) misery. Misery loves company! I live in Toronto with my husband and little girl. We have spent a year (yep, that's right, renovating our home) About seven months into this crazy renovation I thought to myself, this has got to be funny or it will be pathetic! And so, I have chosen for funny! This is my collection of mostly crockpot (although sometimes not) recipes paired with the days (weeks, months) that inspired them. Please share your best reno stories and crockpot recipes too.

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