“I doubt whether the world holds for any one a more soul-stirring surprise than the first adventure with ice cream.”
-Heywood C. Broun
When asked by my friends who are aware of my *issues* with dairy why I would make ice cream, my only response is: why wouldn’t I make ice cream?? Summer is approaching, my apartment doesn’t have air conditioning, but most of all I must keep this blog RELEVANT! I gotta give the people what they want; if what they want is a way to make chilly desserts without fancy gadgets, that’s what I’m gonna deliver. You’re welcome, America.
Continue reading “I Scream, You Scream…”
Ahh springtime… Colorado is warming up, the days are getting longer, and the moth population is exploding. Few things make me miss Boston more than feeling like I’m living in the middle of a mid-west biblical plague.
“A quarrel is like buttermilk, once it’s out of the churn; the more you shake it, the more sour it grows.”
It’s almost a good thing that Nick isn’t here right now because I know my shrieks and attacks of pure panic as they dive bomb my head while I attempt to watch a movie in my own living room, would only get me annoyance and looks of disdain from him… Much like the looks he gets from Sox fans as he walks around Yawkey Way with his Yanks cap on. Now THAT’S what I call a segue!
Continue reading “Green Monster Ranch”
Since moving (yet again) to a new apartment, I’ve spent most of my time lurking on Pinterest and using the things that said lurking has uncovered, to get craft-y and make some *pretty amazing* decorations… I’ve also opted to not get cable in the new place. I told myself I’d really start reading again, I’d expand my mind and sharpen my intellect.
“Give me a good sharp knife and a good sharp cheese and I’m a happy man.”
-George R.R. Martin
What has happened thus far is the discovery that I can watch the same movies an infinite number of times without getting sick of them. I have yet to decide what that says about me.
Continue reading “I’ll Have A… Chinchilla!”
“Work! Labor the asparagus me of life; the one great sacrament of humanity from which all other things flow…”
I have found myself less and less compelled to cook lately and therefore, not compelled to write at all. While I do enjoy making meals for my roommate, I recently came to the conclusion that I just miss cooking for my boyfriend… Then I looked around and realized that I had sent myself back to the 1950s, so I fixed my hair, popped a mother’s little helper and tried to think of a dish that I could load with butter._
Just to clarify, I’m joking about the drugs and fixing my hair.
Continue reading “Phyllo-Wrapped Asparagus with Sesame Peanut Sauce”
NOTE: THERE IS NO POISON IN THIS DRESSING, IT WAS JUST A HILARIOUS WIZARD OF OZ REFERENCE
I honestly believe that everybody, at one time or another, has entertained delusions of grandeur…
“What puts the “ape” in apricot? What have they got that I ain’t got?”
-The Cowardly Lion, The Wizard of Oz
if you’re anything like me, after watching The Truman Show, you thought twice about everything you did–even in private–just in case you were secretly being filmed as part of a twisted reality series. Aaand if you’re anything like me, this paranoia lasted far longer than it should have. There are still some days that I wish my life was more like a sitcom- I’d have a theme song that would get stuck in your head for days, an adoring live studio-audience and best of all, my witty one-liners would not only be heard and appreciated, but broadcast nation-wide. Continue reading “And Now My Beauties, Something With Poison In It: Poppy(seeds)”
“Even if I knew that
tomorrow the world
would go to pieces,
I would still plant
my apple tree.”
I know… I know. I’m the worst. What kind of blogger abandons her work for two full months? Lazy ones like me. Whoopsies.
In my defense I have been working a lot. Except when I went home for Thanksgiving. And again for Christmas. If I said I have been in a turkey coma for over 8 weeks would you believe me? It’s not really important that you believe me, there’s nuttin’ yous can do about it, I’m just trying to ease my own conscience.
Continue reading “Spiced Apple Cider”