More fun than Mayonnaise... or at least equally fun... OK, it's less fun, but you're still reading...
I visit the chaple of the blog, but refused to be baptised in Blogianity's holy trinity of posts, reading and comments for fear that committing to anything will reduce my individuality and self-reliance. I love the idea of frequent posts, but my deeply engrained prefectionism (as deep as my love for Airplane I) thrawts me at each mediocre post. (Aren't 31 "least interesting" posts to every 3 "comicly brilliant" posts enough?!)
This week I have been a bundle of anxiety. Change is in the air... you can only hold your breath for so long.... I had a wonderfully bittersweet final ice-cream with a friend who moves soon.... I watched a hillarious-as-always pen-pen-penultimum Arrested Development... I'm making the slow, painful metamorphasis into a professional comedian.... and changes at work are brewing...
Don't worry about your house. Everything ALWAYS works out the way it must... Plans F, G and H are wonderful, but you need to draw the line somewhere. Get Dutch hot cocoa. Read a poem. Listen for the beauty of Wilhelmena's 10 minute smile. That's what life is really about.
Posted by steveh at December 6, 2005 11:06 AM | TrackBack
About which can be read:
"Cortical twin-shell constricted equatorially, with circular to irregularly rounded pores: its surface bearing prominent, obtuse protuberances."
In some ways we are all panaria, and have to live within our constricted equatorially shells dealing with our and other's prominent and now and then obtuse protuberances, of which this post is one.
Off to lunch!
Sir, may we offer you some fresh Panarium Crispies? They're just in season and offered at market! Perhaps a little Beaujolais to warm the palate on a coldest of days?
Posted by: not a shell-fish at December 6, 2005 12:28 PMdear snowed under,
I do not understand why so often both my good dreams and worse fears are realized..
I did not understand that YOU were snowed under and mistakenly assumed it was my dear young blogless astrophysics/french lit majoring friend at an Ivy League a few snowy states over. That YOU might be alias SU was only a petty fear and so Alas, I'm replacing it with a recipe I dreamed you asked for.
SEE I THINK OF YOU TOO, like when this expat homemaking type brought some incredible mint flavored chocolate truffles to the fotoshop across the street. She telephoned me later and said;
MELT at a low heat on stove 6 tbl.s of butter,+1.25 cups of unwhipped whipping cream with a 1lb. bar of sweetened dark or milk chocolate. Add flavor of your choice (the mint was excellent) extract to taste (probably a tsp.)
Take off fire and put in fridge atleast 3hrs but even better overnight. After this cooling process there might appear fatty deposits but you are not to worry.
Put cocoa powder on your hands and roll up your robin egg sized truffles. You may alternatively roll them in chopped pecans
but not in powdered sugar because it tends to absorb the chocolate color and look muckier than seasonal melted sanded snow on Minnesota sidewalks.
I suggest JIMMIES or maybe even SPRINKLES- PHB