Trip of a Lifetime!
A woman was at her hairdresser’s getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded,
“Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It’s crowded and dirty. You’re crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?”
“We’re flying Continental,” was her reply. “We got a great rate!”
“Continental?” exclaimed the hairdresser.” That’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they’re always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?”
“We’ll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome’s Tiber River called Teste.”
“Don’t go any further. I know the place. Everybody thinks it’s gonna be something special and exclusive, but it’s really a dump.”
“We’re going to the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope.”
“Ha! That’s rich,” laughed the hairdresser. “You and a million other people trying to see him. He’ll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You’re going to need it.”
A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.
“It was wonderful,” explained the woman. “Not only were we on time in one of Continental’s brand new planes, but it was overbooked, so they bumped us up to first class.
The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot the entire flight. And the hotel was great! They’d just finished a $5 million remodeling job, and now it’s a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner’s suite at no extra charge!”
“Well,” muttered the hairdresser, “That’s all well and good, but I know you didn’t get to see the Pope.”
“Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, one of the Swiss Guards tapped me on the shoulder, and explained to me that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I’d be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.
Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me.”
“Oh really! What’d he say?”
He said, “Who messed up your hair?”
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Christmas Eggnog Bread
1 and ½ cups of regular eggnog (not low fat)
2 tsp Spiced Rum
1 cup white sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
½ cup butter @ room temperature
2¼ cup all purpose flour
1 (3.4 ounces of powdered) package of instant French vanilla pudding mix
2 tsp baking powder
½ tsp salt
½ tsp ground nutmeg
1 cup sifted confectioners sugar
2 tsp eggnog
2 tbl Spiced Rum
⅛ tsp of ground nutmeg
Preheat oven to 350.
Spray your loaf, muffin etc. pan with non stick spray with flour.
In your mixer using the paddle – mix together the eggs, eggnog, rum, sugar, vanilla and butter.
The butter will remain clumpy but that is just fine. In a separate bowl, sift the flour, pudding mix, baking powder, salt and nutmeg.
Add the dry mixture to the wet and blend until incorporated.
Avoid over mixing.
Again, the butter will remain clumpy and this is to be expected.
The butter will melt when cooking.
The dough will be thicker – be aware.
Pour into your prepared choice of pan(s).
Bake your mini loaves for approximately 30 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.
A regular loaf pan will take about 45-55 minutes.
Whisk together and pour over your cooled eggnog bread.
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