The Second Day of Christmas: Two Turtle Doves

I think of love when thinking of the two turtle doves that are second in the song. I think most people will. It’s common enough in our culture. I even have an ornament on our tree given to us our first year of marriage of two doves cuddling. So for this second day, I am going to think about Love. While love is common and everywhere, and fairly simple, it’s not actually an easy thing to write about, despite the plethora of songs and poems that do it.

As you know, English is a mis-mash of different languages that all loaned words and phrases to us. Love is from Proto- German, and the same root word gives the German for ‘joy’. (English uses the Latin word gaudia to get our joy.) We currently have only the one word for love, although the Greeks had 4 different words for four different concepts of love. They had the affection that parents feel for their children, the passion that sexual partners feel for each other, the care we feel for our friends and family, and the general love we feel for mankind. The way we use love in ‘I love chocolate’ was not a form of love to the Greeks, but has been a legitimate use of the word in English since the 1200’s. Love meaning ‘nothing’, as in ‘do it for love’ or the tennis score, dates back to the 1600’s. It’s strange to me that a word that means everything can also mean nothing.

This helps to explain why there are so many different things that we think of when we say or hear ‘love’. You can love your children, your spouse, your siblings. You can love ice cream and working out and movies. And all are valid loves. All bring us joy.

But many times, we try to quantify love, to say that this thing or that, or this person or that is worthy or unworthy of love. We even judge ourselves worthy or unworthy of loving or being loved. We judge, and weigh, and reason, and bargain and rarely simply love.

Love and joy are linked. If it brings you joy, you can be proud to love it. It doesn’t matter if it is silly or serious. So if you love ice cream, love ice cream. Learn to make it, simply buy some, call a friend to share some. If you love a hobby, indulge in it. See what makes you get joy from it, and keep it in your life, especially when you think you don’ thave enough time.

And of course, love your family, love your friends, love those who bring you joy, And in return, demonstrate your love. Tell those you love what they mean to you. Give them a call, drop them a message. Check in with them so they feel the joy of your love for them.

So when I think of the two turtle doves, I will remember all the people and all the things that bring me joy, and be filled with my love for them.

Back to the introduction.
Forward to the Third Day.

Note Bene: As long as it’s positive and doesn’t hurt yourself or others, it is worthy of your love. If it damages your happiness, your health, your relationships or your life in any way, it’s probably not love. Seek support. Another note: this does not hold true for children. We love them even when there is no joy, which is why the Greeks had a special name for it.

So, I am on a quest to cook through all my clipped recipes. So, this is one of the first I picked up, because I had the egg whites on hand. While making the meringue I noticed that it is actually an Italian Buttercream. You can tell by looking at the recipe that that may have been a little hard to tell, though. I don’t know what made me chose this particular one to try out, or why I bothered to write it out, when I have it in multiple books- it must have come with a glowing recommendation from someone. Who? I have no clue. If you know, please let me know!

I was in a rush, so I did not follow it too well. I used 11 egg whites, because that’s what I had on hand. I whisked to 160 on an instant read thermometer

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,because that’s what eggs need to cook to. If I was working with raw egg whites, I am paranoid enough to use either powdered egg whites

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  or bean juice.

This is the sugar and the egg whites in my pan, starting up on medium heat, before whisking. I used a decent 4 qt All Clad pan 

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for this, because it’s perfect for finicky things like this. I did not let the egg whites come to room temperature, which is supposed to raise the volume, but I wasn’t planning far enough ahead for that.

While making the Italian Meringue Buttercream, I was also trying out a … I guess it’s a technique for making granulated caramelized sugar. This was forwarded to me by a friend who knows we like to bake and brew, and it looked really intriguing.

The first thing I did was say too much sugar for a test! So I only used 6 cups. I probably should have used a lot less, but I was ok with that. I also lowered the temp by 25 degrees, because I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be as careful with it as the author wanted me to be. The color changes were pretty subtle, as you can see.

I didn’t get any liquid in the edges, but I got little balls of molten sugar rolling around, and I will not mention what they looked like. I removed them and gave them to The Boy, who was ok with eating them.

The color took forever to get from a white to an ivory, then to a very very very pale beige. I don’t think the temperature reduction of 25 degrees was responsible for that. It took over 4 hours, all totaled, and the result, while good, wasn’t worth to me the babysitting required to make sure it didn’t turn into a lump. I could see how if I were a professional baker and I needed something to push my products over the edge, this may be worth it, but even then, the taste is so subtle, I doubt it. Anything that’s going to be transformed again, like through baking or brewing, I may as well make syrup. It’s easier and the taste is stronger.

So I will not be attempting this again. Although, we have 2 quarts of it, so who knows if I will be addicted to it in the future. That said, it’s on Amazon for over $2.50 an ounce, so it’s not worth buying if you really want it.

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