Tuesday, September 30, 2008

It's a cruel, cruel summer, leaving me here on my own

I hate seeing people upset. I just want to help them. Send them presents, give 'em a hug, send them a 'what up dawg' email, cause I'm Randy Jackson like that.

September has been the cruelest of months. Things have been tough around here. It seems like it's been that way for everyone. I know for me, I ended up having emergency surgery - let me tell you 24 hours notice is not enough time to mentally prepare. Believe it or not - worse than surgery? My job totally blows.

It's not unusual to find people crying in the back room of the office, DAILY, it's just a complete nightmare. I choose to deal with this stress as I always do. Bake. A LOT.
So I made a BUFFET o' DESSERTS and took them into the office. Yes, all in one night. 24 Mini chocolate cupcakes with cinnamon frosting. 30 Mexican Wedding cookies. A lemon bundt cake.
It was my way of saying, "F* you September" let's just move on to fall, already. I know I felt better after I made it all. I think they felt good covering up their problems and insecurities with food. It was a win win situation all around. sigh. When's November?

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For my own life I don’t care anything, I want to see this boy happy. Why is this such a bad thing?

The other day we went to a kids birthday party and when they cut the cake the Kid yelled, "OH...NOOOO!" Embarrassing to say the least. Turns out what he saw was chocolate, and we all know the Kid is allergic to chocolate. He was sad. It was easier when he was younger, but now he wants to fit in with his friends. His chocolate allergy isn't bad where it'd cause death, but it would cause insanely uncomfortable 'itchies' (excema) that would last all night, basically burning him from the inside out. Horrible.

Wanna see the saddest damn picture you'll ever see? Poor bastard had to eat carrots and grapes while the other kids wolfed down the chocolate cake. How EMO is that?So imagine my thrill the other day, when I went to get a coffee at Le Pain Quotidien and I saw these:It's like Nutella...without the nuts! AND, just in that day from France? White chocolate spread! Like the Kid's dream come true! I was so excited, I brought them home, white chocolate for the Kid, Dark Chocolate for the Baby...but now I don't know what to do with them.

I'm thinking up all kinds of things to bake with it, but in the meantime I just put it between the mini nilla wafers (aka baby heads) and made the kids sandwich cookies. I was thrilled that the Kid had a treat of his own. It's like heaven! With this mixture we could take over the world!!! Well, not really. But at least he'll have more options.

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Sunday, September 28, 2008

Jerry: I love the black and white. Two races of flavor living side by side...look to the cookie, Elaine. Look to the cookie.

Black. White. Two of my favorite colors. Powerful in design, it can give you a very modern feel. But it just so happens...to be my favorite cookie. The first thing I do when I go to New York is find me a black and white cookie. One bigger than my head is preferable, as it will last me all day. I eat the white first, every time. Last time I went I saw that Starbucks had MINI black and whites! Mini? ~swoon~ I wasn't expecting much from a pre-packaged cookie, but it was darn good and fit in my purse, so WIN. Why oh why don't we have these here? I'd buy them every single day.

For a while there I was making my own black and whites at home from an old Martha Stewart recipe. It was divine. But I also found myself eating them for 3 meals a day, so I thusly stopped makig them at home. Then I turned my attention to Dean and Deluca's box o' mini black and whites. I keep putting it in my 'shopping cart', but never get around to buying it. It's the shipping that hard to stomach. I keep hoping a cookie fairy will drop them on my doorstep. sigh. Where are all the cookie fairies, on strike? Someday, sweet sweet cookies, we will be together.

But I want to tell you of another black and white that has come to win my heart. A drink with the same name. I recently went to LA Mill, the fabulous, hip, supposely too bougie for Silverlake coffee boutique. While I had said in the past that Intelligentsia had the best coffee in L.A., well, now my brain is in a toss up. The coffee here is EXQUISITE. I don't know if it's the beans, or the Clover process or both. It is simply amazing.
And when I saw the words 'blanco y negro' on the menu, well - I just had to have it. What arrived was more than my heart could take. A well balanced brandy snifter, filled with crushed ice, with iced coffee poured on top and the most perfect dollop of rich vanilla bean ice cream. Quite frankly, I make this at home a lot, but my ingredients are as quality and it's usually thrown in the nearest bowl I can find. But this, this was heaven. The perfect combination of flavors and more importantly the lovely colors. With LA Mill's brioche french toast on the side, this would most likely be my last meal.

Now, I just have to get around to buying that box of black and white minis. Where is my credit card...

mini Black and White cookies recipe
, here.

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Saturday, September 27, 2008

Stop and smell the roses.

My sweet cornbread muffins recipe, made in my petit fours pan. Tiny!

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Friday, September 26, 2008

Yeah! I should run for mayor...Mayor Goldie Wilson. I like the sound of that!

While it seems that I go out a lot, actually I just JAM PACK my weekends and then blog about it for weeks on end. I'm sad to say this is NOT one of those weekends. It's too bad, because I had big big plans.

It's the Grand Avenue Festival on Sunday and I encourage everyone to go. I know I keep saying how wonderful downtown is, but I really mean it. Especially Grand Avenue, and not just because I've worked on a few projects on that street. It's one of the really 'grand streets' downtown. Rich in culture and memorable architecture. From the Gas Company and Library Tower at the South end, moving up to the Wells Fargo Center, Cal Plaza, MoCA, the Colburn School, Walt Disney concert hall, the music center, then finally ending up at the Cathedral.
It's a magnificent walk, and during the festival, the street is closed off. It's a rare way to experience this wonderful street. There is food from so many great downtown restaurants that you might not get a chance to visit otherwise. Tickets to the orchestra are free, visits to MoCA are free, there are tons of things for the kids to play with and learn. It's just fantastic.

Check out this clickable map which shows all the art and buildings of downtown. Last year the kids had so much fun at the festival, I'm really sorry we'll be missing it. And there ends my PR for the city that I love. If you live here, go out, experience it. There is so much to do, wherever you live - go out and take advantage of it!! What am I, running for Mayor or something?

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All I have to do is drink lemon juice, maple syrup, cayenne pepper and water for all three meals. I just bought bikinis, size 2. I look amazing.

~spoilers~
Ah Friday morning recaps. It's been so long! Watching the Office premiere though, feels like the show never left. Did anyone watch?? Or are you waiting for 30 Rock? Cause that's a whole month away. Lame-dash-oh.

I thought the episode was sad, shocking, horrifying and hilarious. So basically nothing has changed. I do wonder though, where all these storylines are going. And what the hell was up with Meredith's face?

The Pam+Jim shocker was the best, and when Michael ripped up the tickets I died laughing. I couldn't believe that it was that Phyllis found Angela and Dwight! What?! Shocker!

And for all you wedding freaks, Andy has a full blown, and very realistic and hilarious wedding website up right now. Fan. Tastic.

But the best of the best, was Kelly. And her sunken eyeballs from not eating! Man, she looked awful. All that diet talk has me starved. I'd kill for a root beer float right now. It'd make my tapeworm happy.

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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Give a hand to my band, Sexual Chocolate.

You know how I went to New York? Oh yeah. I didn't say anything. Oh well, who cares where I am, right? I'm like a magician. I'm not even here...right now! In any case, I went recently, and everytime I go I HAVE to visit Max Brenner's chocolate shop.

I love that place. It's like Willy Wonka on crack. He has some of the most amazing things, all chocolate related. Aside from the chocolate - the breakfasts are fantastic!. Omlettes, potatoes, all of it great. The toast comes with little an assortment of spreads, homemade peanut butter, melted chocolate, marmalade and butter. They have a full menu too, but of course you'd only go there for the chocolate, right? The hot chocolate is outstanding and comes in the cutest little 'hug mugs' ever.One of my favorite desserts is the 'ice cream bar'. A little bar of vanilla ice cream on a stick, that comes with melted chocolate and dipping toppings. Don't think I haven't been thinking up ways to incorporate this into a party somehow...

If you are in New York you MUST check this place out. It's wonderful, and if you still aren't won over, than maybe you just need a syringe full of chocolate to make you believe...

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Bittersweet, you're gonna be the death of me, I don't want you, but I need you

While most of the internet are full of jerks/haters (seems likd 90% sometimes, if you ask me) there are a few decent normal people out there. Those people that you bond with over the years, with the same interests, same sense of humor. It's something wonderful that makes the internet less...annoying. And to those internet friends, I often pop little gifts in the mail just to remind them how much I appreciate them.

Sometimes it's baby gifts or cards. And sometimes it's cookies! Because who doesn't like getting mail for, well - no reason at all! It's nice to see that all that stuff is appreciated.

The same goes for people I see everyday. Recently a girl at work told me that this one particular cake that I bake, makes her really happy. That, in turn, made me happy. I like people to know that I am thinking about them and appreciate their friendship.

So here's the cake that she loves so much. It was originally a Williams Sonoma recipe for lime cake. I changed it to a lemon cake, simply because I thought that if anyone wanted to make it, they'd have easier access to lemons and/or lemon juice.

Nothing like a giant rose - made of cake - to tell someone how much you like them. Just don't make it for haters. They can shove it.

Lemon Bundt Cake recipe

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Monday, September 22, 2008

It's the bomb, 3-2-1 detonate, then boom,
give me some room, you better wait,
for the kid to blow-up and take off like a rocket

Dim Sum on the weekend is a great thing. I know there is good dim sum East on the 60 fwy- but that just ain't gonna happen for me. It's freakin' HOT out there (anything above 76 degrees and I am OUT) but mostly I can only take so long in the car with two starving kids.

Chinatown is great but they really need to clean it up. I'm not talking full on Starbucks style gentrification, but it's looking...old...abandoned. I'm a huge fan of downtown and it would be nice if people came back to the city, there's so many wonderful things to see and do down there, I can't say it enough.
The BEST bargain in Chinatown is the 5 for $1 boxes of 'poppers'. I'm not talking drugs, I'm talking little fire bombs that explode when you throw them at the ground. Hours...er, ten minutes of pure entertainment for the kiddies. Despite what it looks like, the Kid did not shoot his arm off. Those things aren't that powerful.
The boys favorite food at dim sum is the char siu bao. The Kid loves the bun while the Baby loves the pork. Figures. Some days are worse than others, but waiting around for the carts can be madness. I don't want the crazy weird looking crap, just roll up with the good stuff, dammit. Luckily I always pack backpacks for the kids to keep them occupied. Coloring books, puzzles, games, whatever will make MY life less stressful. As you can see, even the dinos got a good meal out of it.

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Sunday, September 21, 2008

Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky
Me and the crew - we're drinking Brass Monkey

The Baby was a thumb sucker. He never really had an attachment, although lately he's taken to carrying around a 'blankie' a la Linus. Get this though, it's not really a blanket, it's a pillowcase for an ergonomic pillow. Yes, he uses an ergonomic pillow. Suddenly he thinks he's 70.

The Kid, he's another story. From the day he was born he has ALWAYS carried around his monkey. In our house he's not known as Curious George, he is simply, HaHa. This monkey is a big deal. I can't find another like him. He is an old skool Rey monkey made of yarn, not these new crappily made knock offs from the new film. He is one of a kind. The monkey is not allowed to leave the house for fear that my son will lose it mentally and never get into college because remember that one day you lost HaHa. Yeah.

The Kid had his first playdate with a friend from school. This little girl also loves monkeys - friendship inevitable! So I made some Curious George, er...HaHa cupcakes.
People have emailed me and asked me about the cupcake designs. Frankly, I think about them for a long time. Just think. About the process, how the pieces need to be cut out of fondant. Maybe I do a few sketches, but mostly I just do it all on the fly right then and there. No trial runs, just do it. I say go for it. If it doesn't work, no harm done. Just eat it plain. People are just happy to get cupcakes, no matter what they look like.

I'm not gonna lie. There are times when things are tough and I want to hold onto a HaHa of my own and hope for the best. I'm sure that'd go over well in client presentations.

Curious George cupcakes, how to.

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Friday, September 19, 2008

You were the sweetest thing that I ever knew
but I don't care for sugar honey if I can't have you

Where can I easily kill a few hours? Surfas of course. I had some time, so I wandered the store. It's September you see, and I need to grab all I can before the birthdays/holidays approach.

I steathily took this picture (I don't believe pictures are allowed there) but for all of you - who have never experienced - the most magical place on earth - I give you...the wall of sprinkles.
Makes you want to cry, doesn't it? I love this place. I could live here. Amongst the sprinkles. Next to the wall of ladles. Between the row of baking boxes. If you ever are in Los Angeles and want to go there, I will take you and be your tour guide. I don't care if I just went yesterday, I am willing to go back.

In any case, everything I bought was of absolute importance. Those straws with pinwheels? Totally a necessity, of course. Don't start with the cocktail monkeys. I have plans, yo.

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Thursday, September 18, 2008

Jack: Big night, Lemon? Let me guess, meatball sub, extra bread, bottle of NyQuil, Tivo Top Chef, a little Miss Bonnie Raitt, lights out.

For some reason, come Thursdays I have nothing but a mish mash of thoughts. Apologies all around.



Well, with a virtually clean summer record, I ended up in the ER again. Without going into detail I will tell you that the person to my right had a vomit bucket. As did the person to my left. Meanwhile I had massive blood loss. Yet we all still had to wait 5 hours. What exactly had to be wrong with you in order to be seen??




Just in time for the holidays, the Plex jack-o-lantern that I made last year was feature on a Yo Gabba Gabba fan site.




SAY WHAT. Giant post its?? Too awesome.



After I posted my butterscotch apples yesterday, a reader emailed me this, even TINIER apples!! An awesome idea but the skinless wet apple chunks seem like a nightmare. I'll have to figure out something similar tho, it's too cute!!



This video about the design of Sprinkles Cupcakes branding is really interesting. See, everyone should have an architect/designer in their life!




A bubble wrap calendar?? VHAT. I love the idea of this. So simple and fun, but expensive.

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Wednesday, September 17, 2008

I want a girl with a short skirt, and a long, long jacket

Ok, I know it's not fall, but I am OVER September. I mean it's still hot, I'm annoyed, let's just move on already. I'm just going to pretend it's fall. The farmer's markets are filled with tiny apples right now, and I do love the tiny. Plus you know my kids love them some apples. While they are little fruit bats - they hate apple skin. Hate it to the...core. DHAHAH

Anyway, when they eat sliced apples they eat all around the skin, leaving the 'apple jackets' as they call them. Hm. I never thought of the outside of the apple as wearing it's own little parka, who knew. In order to trick them into eating the 'apple jacket' - er, skin - I started thinking about last year when I made caramel apples for the kid's school. Huh. I'm all about the sticks lately. Anyway, while my caramel apples came out fine, some people emailed me to say that the caramel pooled down. Hm. Not sure what that's about.In any case I have a solution as well as a new tasty alternative. Butterscotch apples. I just melted butterscotch chips and dipped the apples in it. Quick. Easy. And no drip. They came out way cute, and I think they'd be good for parties.

Sadly, the kids caught on and did their best not to eat the apple jackets, gnawing on the butterscotch and leaving a sad, sad little rat bitten apple. Oh well, it was worth a shot.

Butterscotch apples recipe
, here.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

See, they're McDonald's... I'm McDowell's. They got the Golden Arches, mine is the Golden Arcs. They got the Big Mac, I got the Big Mick.

So I haven't been eating much. I still cook every night for the kids, but I'm just not feelin' it. The other night I wanted iced coffee REALLY badly. It was the only thing I had an actual desire for, and the only thing I'd be eating (er, drinking) all day, so I broke my number one 'no fast food' rule and took the kids to McDonald's. I thought there'd be happiness all around because they'd get Star Wars toys, happy meals, you name it. What could go wrong? You guessed it. LORD DO I HATE FAST FOOD.

Of course there were no Star Wars toys. I guess I went to a ghetto McD's because they only had old animal toys, from like three years ago. Then, per the kid's requests they got apples instead of fries, milk and chicken nuggets. Guess what. They ate the apples and milk. That's it. What the f*? I just went through a drive through for apples, milk and old ass toys? LAME.

What a CRAPPY meal. They should make happy meals for adults. REALLY happy meals. Mine would have fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, root beer, and my prize would be a very expensive designer purse. Happiest. Meal. Ever.

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Monday, September 15, 2008

Hard lovin' and straight thuggin'

Hilary was asking me about crispy rice, cause you know, cause she's asian like that. I was telling her that it's actually Japanese street food - rice balls that are basted with soy sauce, and then grilled on the street. Sometimes Japanese markets even sell them here in L.A. in the summer time.
So I made some for the kids, because it's so simple and quick to make. You just need rice. And soy sauce. The end.

Since we are talking about the streets (I know we're not) O.G.'s cries of 'gunshot!' the other day - inspired me to make these pins.If you're down like that, but you don't want to commit to a tattoo - now you can just get this pin instead. You know, to show how hardcore you are. We believe you.

Street Crispy Rice Ball (aka: yaki onigiri) recipe
'Thug Life' pins

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Sunday, September 14, 2008

Shake it like a polaroid picture

Things around here have been tough, especially at work. I lost my voice for two weeks...due to stress. My doctor's prescription? "Quit your job." Yeah, I don't think a pharmacy can fill that one.

Instead on the weekends I've just tried to relax and not think about my horrible job. Hard to do, let me tell you. This weekend we went to the new Counter in Marina del Rey. I even got O.G. to go out there too, lately - things haven't been so good with her either. So we all got out of the house to get our minds off things. And really, all it takes is a hamburger, for her.

I have always loved the Counter SaMo location, but it was small. This one's not much bigger, but at the least the parking is way easier in the Marina. The wait staff here was SO great to the kids it really made the whole experience that much better.

Fries? Fabulous. Shakes? Even better. Right now the shake of the month: Chocolate Brownie Coffee Malt. Oh. My. God. This was so tasty I am considering just going back for this for the entire month of September. Their shakes are always good, but this was fantastic.As per the usual, you pick your own topping and build your own burger. We didn't get anything too crazy, although the Kid wanted hard boiled eggs on his. The best part of the night was when someone dropped a plate and O.G. yelled "GUNSHOT!" What the hell. Maybe she thought we were in the 'hood.

I ended up giving O.G. my burger meat and she gave me her toppings. I guess I should have just ordered a salad. Lord does that woman love meat. This is how you live to be 87 years old, people. MEAT. Obviously, since I just eat veggies I will die tomorrow, which frankly will be a welcome change from having to go into the office.

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Saturday, September 13, 2008

But you brighten up for me all of my days
with a love so sweet in so many ways

I'd say, one of my favorite bakeries in Los Angeles.

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Friday, September 12, 2008

Spendin' cheese

New cards. For your peeps.

Promo: Any purchase over $5 from now until October 31st, get a set of 'Halloweenie' tags, free! You're killing me Larry! Sorry.

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Jenna: Oh, it's the Japanese porn star diet. I only eat paper, but I can eat all the paper I want, so...

Last week I had a discussion with a friend about picky eating. I'm not that picky. I mean, compared to other people. Some people won't touch an avocado if their life depended on it. Me, I won't make a stink about it, but there are some things that will forever stay on my 'I'd rather barf' list:

Raw fish. (just ew.)
Bananas. (stinky and mushy.)
Shortening. (Sick! Do you know what that's made of??)
Mayonnaise. (see shortening.)

There one thing that it seems everyone likes, that's Marshmallow Krispy Treats. I like to make mine - not in the regulation sized 9x13 pan, but in the smaller 8x8 pan. That way they are nice and tall and packed solid. SO GOOD. I took these and stuck 'em on a stick as a way to achieve cleaner children. It didn't quite work, but it was better than nothing. The rest I prettied up by dipping them in chocolate, and gave them out to friends:Where does pick-i-ness come from? Is it what you are/are not exposed to as a child? Is it the way a food smells? Or just a bad experience? Cause if it's something traumatic like an egg salad sandwich attacked your dog, then yeah. I feel your pain.

Krispy Treat Pops how to
, here.

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Thursday, September 11, 2008

Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male.
Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale.

Baking is a stress reliever and man, am I stressed. Even though I bake almost daily, my kids...they don't really eat it. I know, I am a bad mommy, they are allowed one of everything I make, if they want it that is. Sometimes they don't. Usually, I just give it all away...ALL OF IT. I said it before, I need to open some sort of mail order sweets thing. 'I'm stressed, email me if you want pie and I'll send it your way.'

Despite all the baking around here I do my best to make sure the kids eat healthy. Since we go to various farmer's markets every week, I have been coming home with tons fruit since summer fruits are at the end of their season. I don't like making the same thing over and over, so I always try to think up new ways to present food to them.
I made 'breakfast for dinner' the other night. My mom often did that for us and frankly, I love breakfast foods. I made blueberry waffles, polska kielbasa, and fresh peach smoothies. Peaches are on their way out, but before they go, I have made them every way imaginable. Also you can cut them up and freeze them, so that you can dream of peaches for months afterward.
People think I'm nuts rushing home to cook a different meal every night for the kids (I hate leftovers. Bacteria-phobe, me.) but it's important to me. Course do as I say not as I do - when I bought them organic cheese puffs at Whole Foods the other day the cashier said, "Psst. I like Cheetos better." I said, "So do I but I'm forcing my kids to eat these." She said, "I DO THAT TOO!". Ha. When they are old enough to buy their own damn cheetos then they can eat that for dinner.

Fresh Peach smoothie recipe
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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Your turn to buy, my turn to drink
Your turn to cry, my turn to sink

A friend said to me, "Jenn, not everyone loves root beer like you do." To that I say, shut your mouf! The notion made me sad, weepy even. But then I perked right up when on my doorstep appeared...
A case of 24 bottles of root beer. WOW. All different - no two bottles were the same. A lovely birthday present - man, do my friends know me or what? What's shocking is that it made it all the way from the east coast intact, meanwhile I struggle with getting my eggs home from Trader Joe's down the street.
While I wanted to taste every one I knew I couldn't do it myself so I invited my family over for a root beer tasting party. Luckily the root beer love runs in the family. I made root beer pulled pork sandwiches, sweet corn bread muffins, fruit salad, and had lots and lots of chips on hand. I figure with all that root beer, we'd need something salty.
Sadly, most of the root beers got low marks. Lots ended up in the BLECH category. Some interesting ones were Rhode Island Molasses Root Beer (thick), Green Tea root beer (um...ew), Faygo (not bad), and A&W root beer float (I think I'm gonna barf).

We only got through 16 root beers and we were all full. It was all the carbonation. Still, that didn't stop the root beer floats from flowing. Ah, root beer. How I love thee. I still have 8 bottles left. ~burp~**Which root beer did I think was the best? Fitz's was pretty darn good, actually. Smooth finish, not to tangy. Overall just great. But my all time hands down favorite it Henry Weinhard's. That is the number one winner for me. That stuff just makes me happy.

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Tuesday, September 09, 2008

I wear black on the outside, cause black is how I feel on the inside

I took the kids to the craft store with me - note to self: Do not do that again. Two boys in a craft store = complete boredom. The store was adjacent to the mall where we saw...a giant SANTA set up. What. I ran the other direction only to be struck down by aisles of Halloween crap. Granted I am preparing for the holidays myself, but it doesn't mean I am ready to see Santa yet. Hello, it's still September - barely! So I embraced the closer of the two holidays and bought a bag of Halloween M&Ms.

The seasonal colors kill me, I love it! But I wasn't planning to just sit there and eat the whole bag, nooo. I wanted to do something to showcase the purty colors. So I made my regular M&M cookie recipe but changed it to a cocoa cookie. It made a nice dark background for the bright colors.Alone, it was a good cookie. But I decided to kick it up a notch, more is more, if you will - and used them to make ice cream sandwiches. I lathered a scoop of the richest Haagen Daaz vanilla and...Voila! If I actually made these come Halloween time, I think I'd use two well placed icky green m&ms as eyes. Then this thing would really look like a monster. A YUMMY monster. Mmm. Is it scary cause it's dark and ominous or because it's so fattening...mwahahaha. Spooktacular.

Cocoa M & M cookie recipe, here.

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Monday, September 08, 2008

I'm on the hunt, I'm after you

I have plans, you see. Halloween costumes are bought. Halloween items are made. Which means it's time to move on to November. Screw Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is dead to me. That was the day that I went in to labor and had to eat hospital turkey - aka the Baby's birthday. Last year's Wolverine/Elmo party was a success. This year we'll see how a DINO/GODZILLA theme goes over with the now 3-year old set.

Me being me, I am already making over the top plans, but those plans include a key element that I'm missing, a 6" tall 1954 Godzilla figurine. I could go on the internet and find it and ship it to my doorstep, but come on, that would be too easy. Instead I packed up the kids and headed to the land of Godzilla...TOKYO. Little Tokyo to be exact. Our family calls it 'J-Town' but that may not be pc, who knows. We are old skool.
So I told the kids to keep and eye out, but that Godzilla, he's wily and elusive. You'd think his number one hang out would be the mochi store, but shockingly, he wasn't there. Oh well. That didn't stop us from snacking.

Then the Kid spotted him at a gift shop, but at $20? Hellz no. Not if it's just for me and the kids to screw around with. I told the Kid, "This not the droid we are looking for." Um. I mean monster we are looking for.I was disappointed. Cranky. I wanted to turn over a card table a la Simon Le Bon to vent my frustrations. Instead we went to lunch, which turned out to be possibly THE BEST Japanese restaurant ever, I can't believe I haven't eaten here! But I know exactly why - the line is LONG. We are talking waiting for Sprinkles cupcakes long, AND they grace us with no air conditioning. Good lord. Two things that equal my worst nightmare. Who knew that 85 degrees outside could feel mild compared to this place.
The restaurant is called Daikokuya. It's more what I call Japanese 'bar food', that is, no sushi, mostly noodles and bowls. Being the worst asian in the world, I don't eat raw fish or even like miso soup, so this place is fine by me. When I say 'bar food' I'm saying that if you have been drinking a lot, this would be the place to go late at night for some damn good grub. They pride themselves on their kurobuta pork. I have to say, this stuff was fabulous. Crispy edges, soft meat, melt in your mouth fabulous. And the gyoza were pretty amazing too. The kids even cleaned their plates and that's hard to get them to do when we eat out. So the heat and the long wait? TOTALLY worth it. I am still thinking about that meal.
As we were leaving the Kid yelled out "THERE HE IS!" And there was Godzilla above the door, ready to pounce. But at that point we had given up our search, because two of the finest Godzilla wranglers in the West had texted that they had already found him for me, in San Diego of all places. Hm. Godzilla destroys...the Gaslamp? I wonder if Matthew Broderick is free...

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Sunday, September 07, 2008

Anything dirty or dingy or dusty
Anything ragged or rotten or rusty

I quickly sketched this in crayon - I call it 'Baby the Grouch.' The Baby has been a cranky mofo lately. He is going through the 'terrible twos'. If you ask me it's more like 'Jenn wants to drive away and never come back TWOS.'

There are tantrums. Screaming. Throwing things. Pooping for no reason. General crankiness. That last one (not the pooping) applies to me cause I AM OVER IT. I do not negotiate with terrorists, so the Baby is usually on time out about 4 times a day.

The Kid, who copies whatever I draw, took it upon himself to grab my shopping list (as you can see I was going to make pulled pork sandwiches for dinner) and drew some Grouches of his own...Ever since the DOMO cupcakes (which made Craft, by the way, yay!) The Kid has been coming to me with all kinds of ideas that we (*I*) can make in cupcake form. So you know what comes next...Yup. Oscar cupcakes. The tongue is a lollipop without the stick. They could have come out better, but I did them quick on a whim. I plan to toss them towards the Baby to appease his anger. Good lord. Someone call me when he's three.

Oscar the Grouch cupcakes how-to, here.

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