So many things have happened over this past week, and just as many are expected to pass over the next that I haven’t had tons of time to post any updates. I certainly hope that once we’re settled in Geneva, I’ll have loads of time to lounge around writing, probably while eating cheese and sipping at some local wine. Sigh. That sounds nice.
But until then, busy busy busy. I was fortunate enough to sneak in a day to hang out with my awesome sis. Our choice activities of the day were: baking, drinking and planning her wedding, although not entirely in that order.
She brought with her a cookbook she’d recently acquired, and the name is escaping me, but it’s something like “Back in the Day” cooking. I might have totally made that up, but it’s like old-fashioned cooking. Getting back to the good ol’ days when we cooked with real ingredients, like butter and sugar. We thought we’d try out some recipes to share with some friends that would be visiting us throughout the day.
Darkness Becomes Her, by Kelly Keaton
Book description: Ari can’t help feeling lost and alone. With teal eyes and freakish silver hair that can’t be changed or destroyed, Ari has always stood out. And after growing up in foster care, she longs for some understanding of where she came from and who she is.
Her search for answers uncovers a message from her long dead mother: Run. Ari can sense that someone, or something, is getting closer than they should. But it’s impossible to protect herself when she doesn’t know what she’s running from or why she is being pursued.
We’ve finally arrived at home, after our first attempt to get to our house was aborted. It’s been a week and a half on the road with a rowdy, tyrannical toddler and I’d be lying if I said I was still having fun. Sleeping in my own bed is going to be so awesome tonight … to bad it will only last two nights!
Now I wasn’t sure what to expect at first, traveling by plane with X. There was trepidation, and definitely a little dread, but I didn’t know what was going to go down with him. Our little trip over to Toronto was meant to be a dress rehearsal before the main event, moving to another continent. I was both happy and terrified by what happened on the trip.
Daughter of Smoke and Bone, by Laini Taylor
Book description: Around the world, black handprints are appearing on doorways, scorched there by winged strangers who have crept through a slit in the sky.
In a dark and dusty shop, a devil’s supply of human teeth grown dangerously low.
And in the tangled lanes of Prague, a young art student is about to be caught up in a brutal otherwordly war.
Meet Karou. She fills her sketchbooks with monsters that may or may not be real, she’s prone to disappearing on mysterious “errands”, she speaks many languages – not all of them human – and her bright blue hairactually grows out of her head that color. Who is she? That is the question that haunts her, and she’s about to find out.
When beautiful, haunted Akiva fixes fiery eyes on her in an alley in Marrakesh, the result is blood and starlight, secrets unveiled, and a star-crossed love whose roots drink deep of a violent past. But will Karou live to regret learning the truth about herself?
Totally not seasonal, I know, but when I saw this recipe on my new love, Love and Olive Oil, I had to try it. It fulfilled my need of getting rid of ingredients (in this case, graham wafer crumbs, pumpkin puree and marshmallows), and it also looked bloody amazing.
One thing that’s been making me laugh lately are the “Nailed It” memes floating around out there on the interweb, especially some of the cooking ones based on those glorious food shots you find on Pinterest. The “amateur” version usually looks hilariously creepy. Well, trust me when I tell you that my attempt at this pie qualifies as hilariously creepy. Luckily, everything worked out and in the end we all had delicious pie. Truly, everyone wins. I’ll start you off first, though, with a sexy close-up pie shot:
So easy, you don’t even need a recipe! I’m continuing on the second series of “Use Up Everything In My Fridge” in one year, except this time, absolutely nothing can come with me. I actually took inventory of what I have in my fridge, freezer, pantry and storage area, making complicated lists on how to best use up everything I have in the limited amount of time I have to eat everything. Really, I should have used a spreadsheet, I’m sure there’s some kind of algorithm that would have helped me.
I found a solution to my too-much-chocolate-in-the-pantry problem with these little beauties. I was looking for a recipe that contained white chocolate, when I stumbled on my new favourite food blog, Love and Olive Oil. It is beautiful and creative and makes me feel so completely unworthy. I am envious of people with beautiful food blogs who come up with the most amazing recipes. Like caramelizing white chocolate. I would have never thought to do that. If it weren’t for the internet, I would never make anything other than chocolate chip cookies. Thank goodness for the internet.