Pretty
Adam and I opened up some of our wedding gifts last night and the following is a reconstructed conversation about a frying pan.
Adam: [admiring an All Clad stainless steel eight inch frying pan] It's so blah blah blah!
plasticann: Um...did you say, "It's gorgeous?"
Adam: No!......I said, "It's so pretty!".... I guess that's the same thing
Pretty was the word of the day since Adam also used it to describe all of the following items: other stainless steel cookware, a knife and a set of flatware. Adam thinks all shiny stainless steel kitchen items are "pretty."
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Two eggs do not a stick of butter make
I wanted to bake Madeleines last night so I hauled out the Julia Child's Baking Cookbook and the Madeleine pans Wheezy got me for x-mas/bridal shower. I checked out Julia's recipe and compared it to Joy of Cooking recipe I had used before. The ingredient disparity lineup:
Julia v. Joy
6 v. 4 eggs
3 Tbs v. 12 Tbs butter
Taking the butter disparity into account, I decided to give Julia's less buttery version a whirl. I wondered if the two extra eggs would compensate for the loss of a stick of butter. Sure enough, these Julia Madeleine baked up dry. The upside...you can eat loads of Julia Madeleines...four dry ones for every buttery Joy Madeleine.
This post has been made possible through the generosity of Wheezy.
I wanted to bake Madeleines last night so I hauled out the Julia Child's Baking Cookbook and the Madeleine pans Wheezy got me for x-mas/bridal shower. I checked out Julia's recipe and compared it to Joy of Cooking recipe I had used before. The ingredient disparity lineup:
Julia v. Joy
6 v. 4 eggs
3 Tbs v. 12 Tbs butter
Taking the butter disparity into account, I decided to give Julia's less buttery version a whirl. I wondered if the two extra eggs would compensate for the loss of a stick of butter. Sure enough, these Julia Madeleine baked up dry. The upside...you can eat loads of Julia Madeleines...four dry ones for every buttery Joy Madeleine.
This post has been made possible through the generosity of Wheezy.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Weekend Update
Adam's mom, sister and plasticmom flew in from sunny California last weekend for the plasticann bridal shower. MGDub and her team of BMs did an awesome job planning a really fun and thoughful afternoon tea shower. Here are the culinary updates from last week and weekend.
Solas - plasticmom and I tried Solas on Tuesday mostly because it was in her hotel. We shared the fried calamari appetizer and the mac & cheese. The calamari was tasty, but the cheese sauce for the mac & cheese was over processed...like cheese product cheese whiz. Grade: C
Flour Bakery - We took a cab down to the South End on Wednesday to run some wedding related errands and stopped by Flour Bakery for a tasty snack. Fruit tart and raspberry seltzer made for a refreshing mid-afternoon snack. Only downside...it's "tooooo faaaaaah." Grade: A-
Via Matta - Service was immaculate and discreet, the supply of chewy rustic bread was constant and my leftovers were tied up with a raffia bow to boot. plasticmom and I enjoyed the Crunchy Eggplant, basil, marinated tomatoes and reggiano, Pollo al Mattone--”chicken under brick” with sauteed swiss chard and Tagliatelle alla Bolognese. Unfortunately, even I didn't love my surprisingly hefty Vanilla Panna Cotta with Local Cranberries and Pistachios parfait enough to finish it. Grade for Value: B/Grade for Yumminess: A-
Wisteria House - We checked out Wisteria House on Newbury Street on Thursday night. The decor is best described as cramped, greasy and oddly unsettling. The pork chop plate was undermarinated and bland. The rice stick noodles and the scallion pancakes were tasty. The pan fried raviolis were oddly elongated and underwhelming. I could take or leave the honeydew shake, but the kiwi shake made the evening with its intense kiwi flavor. Adam, plasticmom and I unanimously agreed to stick with Taiwan Cafe. Grade: B-
Similans - Brown Sugar Cafe's new Cambridge outpost is near the Cambridgeside Galleria on First Street. I walked in knowing I wanted an order of my beloved Mango Curry and I walked out even more devoted to my beloved Mango Curry. The Drunken Noodles were way too spicy, prompting me to order a thai iced tea to cool down my taste buds. An exciting new find now that I have a conveniently located source for that lovely Mango Curry. Grade: A-
Tealuxe - MGDub and I were famished so we stopped by Tealuxe on Saturday afternoon for some pressed egg/bacon/cheese sandwiches. Even though the sandwiches bore the obvious grill marks of a "sandwich maker" contraption, MGDub and I enjoyed our crispy snacks. My red bliss potato salad was way too gloppy with mayo and therefore unappetizing. MGDub's crisp looking side salad was a better bet. A bit pricey for a high quality Egg McMuffin, but delicious nonetheless. Grade: B+
Stay tuned for thoughts on The Bristol Lounge, Penang and Orleans.
Adam's mom, sister and plasticmom flew in from sunny California last weekend for the plasticann bridal shower. MGDub and her team of BMs did an awesome job planning a really fun and thoughful afternoon tea shower. Here are the culinary updates from last week and weekend.
Solas - plasticmom and I tried Solas on Tuesday mostly because it was in her hotel. We shared the fried calamari appetizer and the mac & cheese. The calamari was tasty, but the cheese sauce for the mac & cheese was over processed...like cheese product cheese whiz. Grade: C
Flour Bakery - We took a cab down to the South End on Wednesday to run some wedding related errands and stopped by Flour Bakery for a tasty snack. Fruit tart and raspberry seltzer made for a refreshing mid-afternoon snack. Only downside...it's "tooooo faaaaaah." Grade: A-
Via Matta - Service was immaculate and discreet, the supply of chewy rustic bread was constant and my leftovers were tied up with a raffia bow to boot. plasticmom and I enjoyed the Crunchy Eggplant, basil, marinated tomatoes and reggiano, Pollo al Mattone--”chicken under brick” with sauteed swiss chard and Tagliatelle alla Bolognese. Unfortunately, even I didn't love my surprisingly hefty Vanilla Panna Cotta with Local Cranberries and Pistachios parfait enough to finish it. Grade for Value: B/Grade for Yumminess: A-
Wisteria House - We checked out Wisteria House on Newbury Street on Thursday night. The decor is best described as cramped, greasy and oddly unsettling. The pork chop plate was undermarinated and bland. The rice stick noodles and the scallion pancakes were tasty. The pan fried raviolis were oddly elongated and underwhelming. I could take or leave the honeydew shake, but the kiwi shake made the evening with its intense kiwi flavor. Adam, plasticmom and I unanimously agreed to stick with Taiwan Cafe. Grade: B-
Similans - Brown Sugar Cafe's new Cambridge outpost is near the Cambridgeside Galleria on First Street. I walked in knowing I wanted an order of my beloved Mango Curry and I walked out even more devoted to my beloved Mango Curry. The Drunken Noodles were way too spicy, prompting me to order a thai iced tea to cool down my taste buds. An exciting new find now that I have a conveniently located source for that lovely Mango Curry. Grade: A-
Tealuxe - MGDub and I were famished so we stopped by Tealuxe on Saturday afternoon for some pressed egg/bacon/cheese sandwiches. Even though the sandwiches bore the obvious grill marks of a "sandwich maker" contraption, MGDub and I enjoyed our crispy snacks. My red bliss potato salad was way too gloppy with mayo and therefore unappetizing. MGDub's crisp looking side salad was a better bet. A bit pricey for a high quality Egg McMuffin, but delicious nonetheless. Grade: B+
Stay tuned for thoughts on The Bristol Lounge, Penang and Orleans.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
The Man Date
Detailing all the rules and nuances to ensure an unambiguous and unawkward heterosexual man date, an article from last Sunday's nytimes.com. When in doubt, hyper masculine steakhouses override all potential man date landmines.
Detailing all the rules and nuances to ensure an unambiguous and unawkward heterosexual man date, an article from last Sunday's nytimes.com. When in doubt, hyper masculine steakhouses override all potential man date landmines.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
oldEric and newEric
I had an appointment to meet with "Eric" the investment guy at the bank today so I could make my Roth IRA contribution before tax day. It'd been two years since I last met with "Eric," but last I remembered, he was tall and lanky and middle aged. When I walked in, "Eric" was younger, heftier and bearded. Turns out, oldEric was replaced by a newEric, thus the utter lack of confusion on the bank's part when I asked to meet with "Eric" and why I looked visibly confused when I walked in.
I had an appointment to meet with "Eric" the investment guy at the bank today so I could make my Roth IRA contribution before tax day. It'd been two years since I last met with "Eric," but last I remembered, he was tall and lanky and middle aged. When I walked in, "Eric" was younger, heftier and bearded. Turns out, oldEric was replaced by a newEric, thus the utter lack of confusion on the bank's part when I asked to meet with "Eric" and why I looked visibly confused when I walked in.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Toooooo Tired!
When Adam and I were at Crate & Barrel yesterday registering, I came upon a trio of very tired kids. Picture this, a furniture display of a bedroom set. One kid is sitting in a chair with her chin resting on the chair back, another is leaned up against a dresser propping herself up on her elbow and the last kid had plopped himself face down into the comforter on the bed. I kinda wondered whether they were real kids because none of them moved at all while I was browsing their section of the store, not even an eye flicker. My favorite has to be the kid who was laying face down on the bed. Looked like he just ran out of steam, lost all mobility and keeled over the bed. Elsewhere, kids were less dramatically curled up in armchairs and sprawled out on couches waiting for their parents to finish shopping.
When Adam and I were at Crate & Barrel yesterday registering, I came upon a trio of very tired kids. Picture this, a furniture display of a bedroom set. One kid is sitting in a chair with her chin resting on the chair back, another is leaned up against a dresser propping herself up on her elbow and the last kid had plopped himself face down into the comforter on the bed. I kinda wondered whether they were real kids because none of them moved at all while I was browsing their section of the store, not even an eye flicker. My favorite has to be the kid who was laying face down on the bed. Looked like he just ran out of steam, lost all mobility and keeled over the bed. Elsewhere, kids were less dramatically curled up in armchairs and sprawled out on couches waiting for their parents to finish shopping.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Darned good chocolate cupcakes
Taking a page from the Cake Mix Doctor, I whipped up some chocolate cupcakes last night. I'm not sure if they're actually more "darned good" than regular cupcakes, but they were mighty tasty hot out of the oven and still pretty good for breakfast this morning.
1 box devil's food cake mix with pudding
1/2 cup oil
1/2 cup warm water
4 eggs
1 cup sour cream
1.5 cup chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Mix all ingredients together on low for 1 minute and medium for 2 minutes. Bake in cupcake pans for 20 minutes. Sprinkle with powdered sugar when warm/cool. Yields 24-30 cupcakes
Taking a page from the Cake Mix Doctor, I whipped up some chocolate cupcakes last night. I'm not sure if they're actually more "darned good" than regular cupcakes, but they were mighty tasty hot out of the oven and still pretty good for breakfast this morning.
1 box devil's food cake mix with pudding
1/2 cup oil
1/2 cup warm water
4 eggs
1 cup sour cream
1.5 cup chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Mix all ingredients together on low for 1 minute and medium for 2 minutes. Bake in cupcake pans for 20 minutes. Sprinkle with powdered sugar when warm/cool. Yields 24-30 cupcakes
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Ahhh...closure
Well, I heard back from Stanford just now and received a very kind letter explaining why I was not admitted. I'm actually not brokenhearted so don't shed any tears for me. Two schools out of three is a fabulous outcome...I would have been elated with just one acceptance. I did have a good chuckle while reading this part of my rejection letter, "Please know that we make admission decisions carefully, sincerely, and humanely." Good to know we won't need to call in Amnesty International to investigate the admissions office.
Well, I heard back from Stanford just now and received a very kind letter explaining why I was not admitted. I'm actually not brokenhearted so don't shed any tears for me. Two schools out of three is a fabulous outcome...I would have been elated with just one acceptance. I did have a good chuckle while reading this part of my rejection letter, "Please know that we make admission decisions carefully, sincerely, and humanely." Good to know we won't need to call in Amnesty International to investigate the admissions office.
An honest mistake
One of the guys I work for is brilliant, but can sometimes be a bit distracted. This afternoon, he walked into Mike's office [without knocking] and asked Mike, "where's Kelly?" I'm not sure if Mike responded, but I hollered from across the hall, "that's not Kelly's office." Enlightened by this new information, he declared, "no wonder she's not in here" and proceeded down the hall to Kelly's office.
One of the guys I work for is brilliant, but can sometimes be a bit distracted. This afternoon, he walked into Mike's office [without knocking] and asked Mike, "where's Kelly?" I'm not sure if Mike responded, but I hollered from across the hall, "that's not Kelly's office." Enlightened by this new information, he declared, "no wonder she's not in here" and proceeded down the hall to Kelly's office.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Adam brought me a cupcake from Finale's last night. Presentation: A [cupcake is easy on the eyes] Accessibility: D [parchment paper cup is too restrictive and is difficult to remove] Yellow Cake Texture: C [Dry...cake mix tastes better] Chocolate Frosting: A- [very rich and similar to chocolate ganache...probably is chocolate ganache] Overall Grade: B-/C+ [very pretty, but not enough substance...stick with their other desserts and bake your own cupcakes.]
4th Annual Easter Egg Hunt
Last Friday was the fourth annual Easter Egg Hunt at work. This year, we went with three different sizes of eggs and actual children participated for the very first time. As of today, there are still three eggs at large with a total of 97 collected thus far. Thanks to corporate sponsorship, the plastic eggs contained various "noncandy" prizes such as gift cards from Starbucks and Barnes & Noble. Steve, already swimming in itunes gift certificates, found the itunes gift certificate. Since Mark and Oded both brought their daughters, the egg hunt was less rowdy and boisterous. Mark did not try to trample Steve. We also learned that early morning sugar consumption causes little kids to run [really fast] up and down the halls screaming/laughing. The Mark/Jenny/Claire family unit collected 28 eggs and Oded and his daughter came close with 25. Claire won the spirit award with her Easter Basket egg collecting receptacle.
Last Friday was the fourth annual Easter Egg Hunt at work. This year, we went with three different sizes of eggs and actual children participated for the very first time. As of today, there are still three eggs at large with a total of 97 collected thus far. Thanks to corporate sponsorship, the plastic eggs contained various "noncandy" prizes such as gift cards from Starbucks and Barnes & Noble. Steve, already swimming in itunes gift certificates, found the itunes gift certificate. Since Mark and Oded both brought their daughters, the egg hunt was less rowdy and boisterous. Mark did not try to trample Steve. We also learned that early morning sugar consumption causes little kids to run [really fast] up and down the halls screaming/laughing. The Mark/Jenny/Claire family unit collected 28 eggs and Oded and his daughter came close with 25. Claire won the spirit award with her Easter Basket egg collecting receptacle.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Americanized version of The Office
Not having learned anything from it's disastrous adaption of Coupling, NBC is bravely going forward with an American adaption of the BBC comedy "The Office." Maybe this time they'll get it right, but I don't understand why they won't just show the BBC version and save themselves the time, money and embarrassment.
Not having learned anything from it's disastrous adaption of Coupling, NBC is bravely going forward with an American adaption of the BBC comedy "The Office." Maybe this time they'll get it right, but I don't understand why they won't just show the BBC version and save themselves the time, money and embarrassment.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
I've decided to kick it "old school" with this Chemex Coffeemaker. I remember this kid in college who was obsessed with caffeine and even more obsessed with the Chemex. He was also very jittery and excitable...traits I'm sure are unrelated to his coffee consumption. I've been intrigued ever since so I decided to give this glass pot a whirl some weekend.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Havaianas...how I love thee!
Finally, someone who's even more of a Havaianas fan than me. Adam sent me this article by a woman who's a self diagnosed Havaiana flip flop addict with 24 pairs. Fortunately, she lives in the Philippines so she can wear her Havaianas year round. I haven't accumulated 24 pairs [yet], but I do live in New England where the frigid winters last six months so it's hard even to justify owning six pairs. I am, however, happy to report that plasticmom is a Havaianas convert.
plasticmom: Can you buy me some more of those Brazilian flip flops next time you're at the Brazilian supermarket? I wear them everyday and I only have two pairs.
plasticann: Two pairs? I only bought you one.
plasticmom: I bought another pair when I was in Vancouver. I found them at Eaton's buried in a pile of clearance flip flops.
plasticann: How much were they in Canada?
plasticmom: Around CAD$15.
plasticann: Not super cheap, but that sounds about right.
plasticmom: An older woman chastised me when I was standing in line to pay. She didn't understand why I was buying the plain looking Havaianas when there were other "prettier" more expensive looking flip flops selling for much less. I just nodded, but I didn't tell that these special Brazilian flip flops has a squishy footbed because I didn't think she'd really appreciate it.
Note: Obviously, the naysayer was not in the know.
Finally, someone who's even more of a Havaianas fan than me. Adam sent me this article by a woman who's a self diagnosed Havaiana flip flop addict with 24 pairs. Fortunately, she lives in the Philippines so she can wear her Havaianas year round. I haven't accumulated 24 pairs [yet], but I do live in New England where the frigid winters last six months so it's hard even to justify owning six pairs. I am, however, happy to report that plasticmom is a Havaianas convert.
plasticmom: Can you buy me some more of those Brazilian flip flops next time you're at the Brazilian supermarket? I wear them everyday and I only have two pairs.
plasticann: Two pairs? I only bought you one.
plasticmom: I bought another pair when I was in Vancouver. I found them at Eaton's buried in a pile of clearance flip flops.
plasticann: How much were they in Canada?
plasticmom: Around CAD$15.
plasticann: Not super cheap, but that sounds about right.
plasticmom: An older woman chastised me when I was standing in line to pay. She didn't understand why I was buying the plain looking Havaianas when there were other "prettier" more expensive looking flip flops selling for much less. I just nodded, but I didn't tell that these special Brazilian flip flops has a squishy footbed because I didn't think she'd really appreciate it.
Note: Obviously, the naysayer was not in the know.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
The good news just keeps coming...
I got an unexpected phone call from Berkeley this afternoon and boy was I surprised to hear I got in. I still can't quite believe it, but this time, I was considerably more composed than when I heard from MIT. When MIT called in January, I was hyperventilating during the call and I was worried that I had either imagined my entire conversation or that I was a victim of a prank. My coworker Leah is still waiting to hear from a school I like to call "Zale," and we're hoping she'll ride this recent wave of acceptances and hear from them soon.
I got an unexpected phone call from Berkeley this afternoon and boy was I surprised to hear I got in. I still can't quite believe it, but this time, I was considerably more composed than when I heard from MIT. When MIT called in January, I was hyperventilating during the call and I was worried that I had either imagined my entire conversation or that I was a victim of a prank. My coworker Leah is still waiting to hear from a school I like to call "Zale," and we're hoping she'll ride this recent wave of acceptances and hear from them soon.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
You Are Someone Who Cares about Animals...
This article that Steve sent me reminds me of some junk mail I found last night while I was cleaning my room. When I picked up the envelope and read "You are someone who cares about animals...," I thought, " but I don't think I am..." I wondered why I was getting a complimentary personalized notepad and address labels with images of adorable puppies and kittens, but then I realized that the letter was addressed to a "Dr. Hawk." Due to a screwup in their database, the letter was for Dr. Hawk, but the free goodies sent to induce guilt were appropriately personalized with my name. I'm sure Dr. Hawk is someone who cares about animals. Afterall, who would want to be someone who doesn't care about animals.
This article that Steve sent me reminds me of some junk mail I found last night while I was cleaning my room. When I picked up the envelope and read "You are someone who cares about animals...," I thought, " but I don't think I am..." I wondered why I was getting a complimentary personalized notepad and address labels with images of adorable puppies and kittens, but then I realized that the letter was addressed to a "Dr. Hawk." Due to a screwup in their database, the letter was for Dr. Hawk, but the free goodies sent to induce guilt were appropriately personalized with my name. I'm sure Dr. Hawk is someone who cares about animals. Afterall, who would want to be someone who doesn't care about animals.
Monday, March 14, 2005
It all works out in the end
plasticmom: I had asked the seamstress to make me a purple outfit for your wedding and I'm so irritated because she picked out green material instead
plasticann: Green sounds nice...what shade?
plasticmom: It's like matcha [green tea].
plasticann: That'll go with the colors for the wedding, pink and green.
plasticmom: Wait a minute...pink and green? Aren't your colors supposed to be purple?
plasticann: No, where did you get purple from?
plasticmom: The sample dress you sent for me try was purple so I thought I should wear purple to coordinate. Why didn't you tell me it was green when I told you about purple last week? I guess it makes sense that the colors are pink and green since your save the date cards were pink and green, but I don't know why I didn't make that connection.
plasticann: I thought you wanted to wear purple. I suggested green, but you were adament about purple. It seemed odd, but I figured you liked purple.
plasticmom: I was irritated with the seamstress because I thought green would clash with purple. I'll have to go thank the seamstress for my green outfit. Thank god it all worked out in the end.
plasticmom: I had asked the seamstress to make me a purple outfit for your wedding and I'm so irritated because she picked out green material instead
plasticann: Green sounds nice...what shade?
plasticmom: It's like matcha [green tea].
plasticann: That'll go with the colors for the wedding, pink and green.
plasticmom: Wait a minute...pink and green? Aren't your colors supposed to be purple?
plasticann: No, where did you get purple from?
plasticmom: The sample dress you sent for me try was purple so I thought I should wear purple to coordinate. Why didn't you tell me it was green when I told you about purple last week? I guess it makes sense that the colors are pink and green since your save the date cards were pink and green, but I don't know why I didn't make that connection.
plasticann: I thought you wanted to wear purple. I suggested green, but you were adament about purple. It seemed odd, but I figured you liked purple.
plasticmom: I was irritated with the seamstress because I thought green would clash with purple. I'll have to go thank the seamstress for my green outfit. Thank god it all worked out in the end.
Friday, March 11, 2005
plasticmom makes everything better
This is kinda gross, but I was chatting with plasticmom last night about how my face got super dry and flaky this week.
plasticann: My face is all dry and itchy...it got really bad overnight and it looks really bad.
plasticmom: Oh no...flaky dry skin...itchy...you should see a doctor...are you ok...wait, you're getting married in June...you need to take care of this.
plasticann: Hopefully it'll clear up by June. I'm trying Vaseline because I'm really desperately dry and itchy. I put it on my cheeks and chin.
plasticmom: Wait...where are you dry?
plasticann: My cheeks and my chin.
plasticmom: So you're not severely dry all over your face? That's just wind burn and dryness from winter...little babies get that all the time, just their cheeks get really dry. You'll be fine.
plasticann: [wondering if she had translated cheek incorrectly in Taiwanese] Did I say "cheek" and "chin?" Are you sure it'll be OK? Will it get better?
plasticmom: Don't worry...it's just dry skin from the cold. You're fine.
I finally tried Vaseline petroleum jelly mainly because I was desperate and itchy last night. It's like magical elixir, it's working and I'm no longer scaly and nasty. Vaseline...who knew! I'm going to try it on my cracked hands. Somehow when plasticmom tells me I'll be fine, it feels infinitely more comforting. I'm glad I don't have leprosy!
This is kinda gross, but I was chatting with plasticmom last night about how my face got super dry and flaky this week.
plasticann: My face is all dry and itchy...it got really bad overnight and it looks really bad.
plasticmom: Oh no...flaky dry skin...itchy...you should see a doctor...are you ok...wait, you're getting married in June...you need to take care of this.
plasticann: Hopefully it'll clear up by June. I'm trying Vaseline because I'm really desperately dry and itchy. I put it on my cheeks and chin.
plasticmom: Wait...where are you dry?
plasticann: My cheeks and my chin.
plasticmom: So you're not severely dry all over your face? That's just wind burn and dryness from winter...little babies get that all the time, just their cheeks get really dry. You'll be fine.
plasticann: [wondering if she had translated cheek incorrectly in Taiwanese] Did I say "cheek" and "chin?" Are you sure it'll be OK? Will it get better?
plasticmom: Don't worry...it's just dry skin from the cold. You're fine.
I finally tried Vaseline petroleum jelly mainly because I was desperate and itchy last night. It's like magical elixir, it's working and I'm no longer scaly and nasty. Vaseline...who knew! I'm going to try it on my cracked hands. Somehow when plasticmom tells me I'll be fine, it feels infinitely more comforting. I'm glad I don't have leprosy!
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