He'd probably just finished playing the only song he'll play - Andy the
20th Jun 2005, 19:31
| tags:bigheadcomments (0)
Quite possibly the sweetest fruit bearing of all the citrus trees, the
Minneola Honeybelle - a tangelo hybrid, for Grandpa, for Father's Day.
(This is bighead's mom, Sandra (who's actually very svelte just standing in an odd pose) and also his Grandpa.)
Adventures with Father's Day German Chocolate caking. When I first began researching on the requested German Chocolate bakery creation I was surprised to find - this was a cake I'd seen made literally dozens of times. I knew the process by heart, complete to the folding in of the egg whites and the tedious wax paper layers. My maternal Grandmother had made this cake for years and years, only it was referred to as, "Southern Chocolate Cake." After explaining this to Scott's Grandma and Grandpa, Grandpa said, "I don't imagine the German's were very popular in your Great-Grandparents house, either." Implying, of course - that he perfectly understood why such a delicious cake wouldn't
be credited to the German heritage. You know - it's funny how times change, what's even funnier is my being surprised by how attitudes are so different today.
Anyway - anyone who knows me, knows I went to chef school, kinda flaked out and never did anything with the small bit of learning I picked up - but I have an ongoing war with baking. Turning cakes out of pans is sort of my ... nemesis. They never come out clean, something always fucks up and there's always someone whose approval I was seeking with the dessert who has something sympathetic to say about said dessert.
Yesterday, I kicked dessert in the ass.
Yesterday, when swimming, I noticed there was a rather odd nosed brown garden bunny in our yard. When I approached him to get a better shot, he fiercely stood up somewhat on his hind legs and puffed up his chest, like he'd attack me. Perhaps he was rabid or .. lord, I dunno, but it scared me. I don't think he enjoyed having his photo taken.
1. up close, using mostly the digital zoom on the camera and great bravery
2. back off a bit, so you can have an idea of his relative hugeness
13th Jun 2005, 14:23
| tags:rabbitcomments (6)
Now, I admit, the pink glass is my responsibility. I usually don't let
dishes set around on his desk - but look at the floor, and the diet
cherry pepsi cans, everywhere! I wonder if Einstein was messy. That
first snap - there's a whole BAG of golf tees in one of those plastic
buckets.. sheesh. I had to move my desk outta there, to save my
For the divorce. I swear to god, if he pulls the clean clothes half way
outta the dryer, one. more. time.
In the middle with the boobfeathers.
10th Jun 2005, 01:54
| tags:kids,sarahcomments (1)