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someone from wasila, AK checked out the blog day before yesterday. how funny. usually i get my friends, whom i mostly can identify, an odd number of people from poland, to which i ascribe their visitations to this post, the occaisional interloper from ohio and people searching out eight bells.
in any event, i am off today, work tomorrow and then off for the holiday and the week end. i’ve got to wrap presents, make a corn timbale, find my fake white and pink christmas tree, clean, exercise, podcast, not eat everything not nailed down, play with the magpie, mail the 10 christmas cards i actually wrote that are sitting on the table next to my giant chair, and otherwise navel gaze vis a vis my wedding.
moments ago i saw my friends’ sparkly fingernails and know that i must have them for my nuptuals. bridezilla, party of one??
but i digress.
it’s cold out, but my sweetie is coming and i get to spend a christmas with my beloved. yay me! yay us! i am cooking my families traditional christmas eve dinner on christmas day:
- prime rib
- yorkshire pudding (officially known simply as “yorkie” to us)
- corn timbale (like a pudding/bread)
- STOUFFERS creamed spinach (yours won’t taste better then theirs anyway, nor will it have a slightly way-too-green color that is both vaguely scary and totally festive)
- mystery dessert to be named later (i know what i am making, but just in case trace reads this, its a surprise)
what is funny to me as an adult is realizing how much time and money went into these dinners my mom used to do. because on christmas day, she always made a pork tenderloin (not my most favorite) but thats like, 200 dollars of MEAT in 48 hours, not to mention gifts, wine, etc etc etc..
our prime rib was on special.
Seeing my recent contribution to cakewrecks made the cut…
Yup, those are real cakes so artfully arranged at the local FarmFresh. Yum!
A few other random things:
- Smodcast- I have written about this before. I just can never get over how such a scatological, pot fueled, dick-centric podcast can make me laugh so hard. I mean, I have never watched a Judd Apatow movie precisely because I think it would be described by the aforementioned descriptors. And yet….
- Scurvy Monkey Podcast - somewhat as above. I mean, it’s more “guy”-centric and if they are smoking, well, I have no knowledge of that. But they too are cracking me up, between the random discussions about death and dying, 5 things that remind me of my BFF (the porkchop incident?) and occasional Disney references. Apparently, they share a listenership with the podcast I do. That I can’t quite figure out, but then again… random + co-hosts you can’t tell apart (I know one is a “monkey” thats it).. OK! similarities!
Here is how my vast extravaganza of tomato plants are going:
Witness: these two plants have actually produced fruit!
Strangely, though, this one just keeps growing upward and more spindly by the day
But this one really really sad one, it has looked like it was dead since about a week after I bought it. Can you see
how it’s spitting up two sad sad little tomato-ettes? I will let you know if they actually turn red. Or grow. Or shrivel up like little raisins.
I rarely go to the movies, though I feel like I see a fair share of movies. I just never see things right away, and then, whoops!, seems like it’s out of the theater and then I’ve missed it. Part of my problem, really, is that I listen to several movie review podcasts, love gossip and Hollywood news, so, though I miss things in the theater, I often feel that I know allllll about them, as good as seeing them, really (and quite easier on the pocketbook, right?).
However, a mere two days after it has opened in wide release, I hauled it out to see this:
You must know by now that I love all things Julia. I knew about the Julie/Julia project blog/book when the book first came out and started reading that and Julia Child’s autobiography. I always visit her kitchen at the Smithsonian when in DC. I won’t go into the whole mother/daughter/family thing now.
So. What did I think? I for one really reallly loved it! Meryl Streep is surprisingly wonderful – not surprisingly as a reflection on her actor cred obviously, it’s just that Julia IS such a character on her own – it would be so very easy to become some kind of epic, drag queen like spoof (yes, the Dan Akroyd “Save the Liver” SNL sketch does make an appearance). And yet, it is so lovely – her life, her love, Paul, the bits of her story leave you wanting more….
Julie Powell, on the other hand, well, I suppose I agree with critics that this is a less successful part of the movie, but I still really liked it. First off, Amy Adams – love. I realized about 2/3 of the way through that she is doing a spot on “Meg Ryan circa the Nora Ephron years” (aka Sleepless in Seattle(meh), You’ve got mail (ick) ), but she’s so damn good. And pleasant and perky probably the bane of an actor’s characters but still, for this, it works. And she has the prettiest, whitest, tiny little perfect white teeth. Anyway, having read the book/blog, I liked that part of it as well. Alot.
I am left wanting to see more more MORE Julia – though her life story deserves to be its own movie (can’t wait for the extended director’s cut which I pray is forthcoming), I am not entirely sure an entire bio-pic of Julia’s life with big screen production values would a) ever get made and b) ever be seen by more than a handful of us. I left the movie with a tear or two drying on my cheek and wanting more. Like a wonderful meal. Except the tear part. Unless it was after seeing the bill at Masa’s or Victoria and Albert’s. Or the French Laundry.
A while ago, realizing I hadn’t eaten much yet and planning a trial run of the South Beach diet ala Sizzle’s recommendation, and after spying a recommended spinach and poached egg recipe in a South Beach diet book I recently purchased and having just seen the aforementioned cooking movie in which the first blog/Julia recipe attempted was the self same poached ouef, I decided to poach a couple up myself. Mind you, I have seen every Julia show there is. I have been to an extended cooking class and know, nay, aver, that cooking eggs is THE pinnacle of chefdom judgement. Hell, I have seen and read damned Martha write about poaching eggs (I know she swears by a combination of swirling water with a splash of vinegar). Let us say that, though I indeed consumed the poached yolks with a wisp of egg white still adherent to them and they tasted fine and didn’t actually look heinously different than any poached eggs if I had added a cup of hollandaise over the top, well, it resembled Julie’s first attempt as well. Egg white spewage throughout the pot. Perhaps I have a blog project or two in my future as well.
Bon Appetit!
DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS!!
some pics from last weeks all too quick trip -
- on the road to my sweetie’s place!
trace keeps his eyes on the road
- heed the warning or you WILL be sorry!!!
in't he cute??!?
yes, we did eat it all
UPDATE: My man would like this pic added as he thinks it is a better one. Perhaps it IS better of him, but I look weird and kind of like my mother. Not that there’s anything wrong with the mom, but…. you know….
just off the plane and delirious
i may be a blogger and a podcaster now (with tens and tens of fans!!! you know who you are! 
), but i STILL get really excited to see or hear a contribution mentioned on another site or podcast – especially those with actual big time readerships (you know who you are)!!! so imagine my excitement today when i saw a pic i submitted @ cakewreck a week or so ago – got posted!!
backstory:
been reading cakewrecks for several months now (does for cakes what i has a hot dog does for goggies) thanks to meghan. i was shocked when i spotted a couple of real wrecks at the local supermarket bakery – one got posted on the site, the other is here:
this is supposed to be a purse
what was really funny to me was that when i spotted the cakes, i immediately thought of submitting a pic to the site. so i was loitering about the cake counter with my cell, trying to snap a picture without anyone noticing me do so, as i was SURE i would be offending the decorators who would immediately know that i was dissing their cake. i had to leave the grocery immediately after! i wasn’t able to get a very good pic of the one above (not meaning the grainy quality of my crappy cell phone camera, i mean that i kept taking pics that cut off the top of the cake itself).
sadly, and yet not unsuprisingly, i was at the grocery 2 days ago…. both cakes are still on display. yummy!
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