Molly is the queen of blowing raspberries.
Now, this isn't a unique-to-Molly sound, but this little loaf owns it.
Whenever a moment arises in which she feels she is not being properly stimulated, out comes the raspberry sound. She feels this way quite often, despite all my attempts at dazzling her.
She really gives it her all, as though her birth was solely for the sharing of this sound with the world.
Until a few months ago, I had no idea "waffel mischung" existed. My discovery has improved life immensely. "Waffel Mischung" is a bag of mixed crispy wafer cookies.
There are various kinds of these cookies, but the best kind - the ones that we return to over and over - are the kind that come wrapped in cheap gaudy packaging and cost about one euro each. The bag contains a mixture of cookies in different shapes and sizes - rolled up ones, squares, rectangles and varying combinations of chocolate, cream, chocolate coating, chocolate cream. Indeed, a mischung.
The cookies are not the sophisticated kind, with "grown-up" flavors like salted caramel or pistachio. Just the basics of chocolate and vanilla. But they are sweet and fun and not-at-all stuffy and staid. And great for alleviating the tedium of a boring, rainy afternoon. In other words, the "raspberries"of the cookie world.
Each time you grab a cookie from the bag, a surprise awaits - which kind is in your hand? Is it square with chocolate? Or cylinder with creamy vanilla? Oh the anticipation in the reveal! Unless you are the kind of person who must look over the selections carefully and pull your favorite one out - dear son, I'm looking at you.
I suppose I should be attempting to make these bursts of delights in my own kitchen, but I feel that defeats their purpose and sounds tedious and expensive. Their charm lies partly in their accessibility. Instead, I continue to grab a bag at the grocery store, come home, and put on a pot of french press coffee, And enjoy the sounds of raspberries being blown.