Saturday, November 22, 2008
Baking requires you to do one step at a time. One step, then the next and so on.
Cooking requires you to time everything so that it's all done together at the same time and there is no room for a margin of error (because then you have one part that's cold and one part that's overcooked and it's a lot of pressure, really.
So, yesterday, I tried my hand at mini lemon meringue pies. I have never a) eaten a lemon meringue pie or b) made a lemon meringue pie. I thought it would be harder. As it turns out, with the help of buying a lemon pie filling (that you still had to make, so it wasn't as easy as I thought), and awesome teeny pre-made philo cups (available in your grocer's freezer), I was totally able to make these:
I know--a little sloppy, but adorable. They are bite size, and I am assured by two people who actually like lemon meringue pie, that they taste good...
Do you know when you make meringue that it is just egg whites, sugar and cream of tartar? Seriously, cream of tartar could not sound more disgusting and fish-sauce-y to me. But apparently it is a stiffening agent or something...gross.
I also made that cake plate, cuz I'm crafty like that...and it's mcgorgeous. You can be jealous.
Since you make so much more lemon and meringue than would fit into those little cups, I took out some never used teacups, threw in some lemon and meringue, and baked 'em for a couple of minutes:
Adorable, if I do say so meself.
These would be adorable with chocolate pudding pie too. A little dollop of whipped cream...chocolate shavings... yum.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I had pictures to show you. But I don't.
I wish I had good news. But I don't.
I'm sick. I don't feel good.
And I look like a leper. (Actually, lepers should be offended.) Not to mention, the bangs are pinned back. Bad bangs + snot = Gross Heather.
Two great things happened this week: Phil's baby came! A Boy! John! Alright! I can't wait to meet him.
I forgot the second great thing, but I'm sure I'll remember it...
I am full of disgusting. Gross. Yuck.
Monday, November 03, 2008
1st thing of note) Cat and Shannon's Halloween party was superfun, even though I was on antibiotics and couldn't drink. (side note: I don't have to drink to have a good time, BUT I always have a good time when I am drunk)
Katie and I were part of the track team from Juno. It was super funny because a)we don't run and b)we had on tube socks:
So, as you can imagine, we had a good time and we're pretty pasty.
2nd thing of note) We went to see Les Miz at St. Raymond's last night. I had seen it in pieces before because I took some pictures for it, but it was great. And by great, I mean spectacular. My cold stone heart, for just one moment, grew two times it's size and started beating again. I went back to my stoic ways by six o'clock, but I thought you'd like to know.
3rd thing of note) I went to the Gap today because they were having a buy one/get one half off sale on pants. So, as you know I need some pants. I go to the Gap and find out why they are selling them at such a good price--they have PLEATED FRONTS! What happened? Oh, Gappy. What are you thinking? If someone could have seen me--Thank God no one saw me. Oh, Gap, what have you done? What on earth is wrong with the world? Does it all come down to this--pleated pants for a lady? Why(shake fist)? Why(curse ceiling)? Where the heck am I gonna get some pants?
And don't say Ann Taylor Loft- I'm in the middle of protesting them. I (metaphorically) spit on their store and their name. Every time I go in there, they follow me around like I'm going to steal something...patooey.
Also, this test:
Your result for The Best Thing About You Test...
Honesty is your greatest virtue.
Honesty is the human quality of communicating and acting truthfully. This includes listening, and any action in the human repertoire — as well as speaking. And you? You cannot tell a lie. Both loved ones and strangers should trust you, because you won't (1) lie, (2) lie via omission, or (3) sit there and let lies be told. (Can you even let a sleeping dog lie?) All 7 virtues are a part of you, but your honesty runs deepest.
Your biggest risk is hurting the feelings of your most sensitive friends. However, most appreciate you for your candor.
Honest famous person: George Washington, if you believe the propaganda.
Your raw relative scores follow. 0% is low, and 100% is perfect, nearly impossible. Note that I pitted the virtues against each other, so in some way these are relative scores. It's impossible to score high on all of them, and a low score on one is just relatively low compared to the other virtues.