Saturday, December 6, 2008

Mmmm... puddingy.

I'm baking. This is why I love weekends... it's Saturday night, 9 pm; I'm sharing a very boozy hot chocolate with HD (Bailey's Irish Cream: The Reason For the Season), and I'm concocting dessert when we didn't even eat dinner (lunch at 3:00, don't worry, Dad).

Yesterday was the 2 year anniversary of HD and my first date at My Thai in San Rafael. To celebrate, I made reservations at Pesce in Russian Hill. Our seafood dinner was delicious, and for dessert we had a limoncello tiramisu and some kind of amazing apricot bread pudding. I was inspired; at any given time, we have 2-3 partial loaves of extremely stale bread in the fridge. We always have eggs and milk. So after decorating the tree, I got to work.

Step 1: Nearly sever fingers by trying to cube a 2-week-old loaf of sourdough batard from Bovine Bakery. Put cubes in casserole.

Step 2: Dice some dried apricots, sprinkle in casserole with dried cranberries and golden raisins. When HD is sufficiently engrossed in a rerun of Reno 911, sneak some Ghirardelli white chocolate chips out of the pantry and sprinkle right in there. Go ahead, he can't hear you over his disturbing laughter.

Step 3: Basically make french toast batter, but add some extra fun: a teaspoon of allspice, a teaspoon of Madagascar vanilla bean paste, some organic sugar, a quarter cup of pure maple syrup, and last but definitely not least, a tablespoon of Jack Daniel's. Mmmmmm. More booze. Definitely not driving anymore tonight.

Step 4: Combine the batter with the bread mixture, let sit in the fridge, covered, for 40 minutes. Preheat the oven to 400.

Step 5: Bake.


After I got my hair cut today (shorter than it's ever been), HD helped me pick out a Christmas tree. I had that sucker in the tree stand and strung with lights in 10 minutes flat. I think it's a new record.

My cabin smells amazing right now. There's really nothing like the smell of a noble fir. It warms even the most grinchy of hearts.

The plan tomorrow is to put up the outdoor lights, and maybe make a wreath of some kind out of pinecones. Also, bake cookies.

Friday, December 5, 2008

2 years

You're my best friend and I hope for many more years to come.

मुझे तुमसे प्यार है.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

In which I lobby for a position at Martha Stewart Omnimedia, apparently

I just want to drink coffee in my cabin all day and decorate for Christmas and knit and make cute paper ornaments and bake cookies and breads and write cards to people I haven't seen in a long time and go to Seattle and watch Meg Ryan/Tom Hanks movies and Love, Actually and string cranberries and gather pinecones from the redwood just off my brick path and make soups and I'm pretty sure this lack of punctuation looks bad for me professionally.