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Happy Weekend

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I plan on messing around a bit in my kitchen this weekend.
No, not these heavenly donuts.
No, not chocolate cake from scratch. (click HERE to see my pitiful first attempt.) 
No, not fried chicken. (That was a disaster of which I did NOT blog about!)

For a dinner party I’m attending on Saturday night, I was “assigned” to bring salad. Hmph. Obviously the host knows I suck majorly in the kitchen. 

Well.  

I’ll show her. I’m going to be making THIS for the party, while also checking off one more item on THIS.

(PS: pray for me.)

Happy Weekend

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I plan on messing around a bit in my kitchen this weekend.
No, not these heavenly donuts.
No, not chocolate cake from scratch. (click HERE to see my pitiful first attempt.) 
No, not fried chicken. (That was a disaster of which I did NOT blog about!)

For a dinner party I’m attending on Saturday night, I was “assigned” to bring salad. Hmph. Obviously the host knows I suck majorly in the kitchen. 

Well.  

I’ll show her. I’m going to be making THIS for the party, while also checking off one more item on THIS.

(PS: pray for me.)

Rockin’ that list, yo

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If you need a refresher. . . clicky-click HERE for the LIST 
Now, for the progress:



#1 Eat in a restaurant alone

French souffle at Rise No 1
“Marshmallow Soup”
Ham & Cheese sans a few bites

“Jambon & Guyere”
Hazelnut with chocolate sauce
 

#16 Eat something exotic
Did I mention the French souffle? 
(Which I obviously hated.)

#13 Make a new friend
I’ve made two, actually. (I’m an over-achiever, I know.) 
One who set me up on a date. 
Another who took me on a date.


 #36 Live vegetarian for three weeks

I went vegan. And I did just fine, very nearly perfect, in fact. (Okay, so I might’ve had a wee bit of dairy. But I’m NOT going to send spaghetti back because my waiter didn’t make a note when I asked for no cheese.) I’ve been keeping it up for the past few weeks since; less hardcore, however.

#7 Make a chocolate cake from scratch

See non-staged photographic progress.

 

No comment on how good it “tasted.” The exercise was to “make” it. So. . . .

Rockin’ that list, yo

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If you need a refresher. . . clicky-click HERE for the LIST 
Now, for the progress:



#1 Eat in a restaurant alone

French souffle at Rise No 1
“Marshmallow Soup”
Ham & Cheese sans a few bites

“Jambon & Guyere”
Hazelnut with chocolate sauce
 

#16 Eat something exotic
Did I mention the French souffle? 
(Which I obviously hated.)

#13 Make a new friend
I’ve made two, actually. (I’m an over-achiever, I know.) 
One who set me up on a date. 
Another who took me on a date.


 #36 Live vegetarian for three weeks

I went vegan. And I did just fine, very nearly perfect, in fact. (Okay, so I might’ve had a wee bit of dairy. But I’m NOT going to send spaghetti back because my waiter didn’t make a note when I asked for no cheese.) I’ve been keeping it up for the past few weeks since; less hardcore, however.

#7 Make a chocolate cake from scratch

See non-staged photographic progress.

 

No comment on how good it “tasted.” The exercise was to “make” it. So. . . .

Howdy, folks!

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Yes, oh, yes! It’s that time of year again. The kids are back in school, the weather has dipped to a cool yet still rather uncomfortably sultry 95, baseball playoffs, hockey preseason. Which mean…

The Great State Fair of Texas!

 

I haven’t decided yet if I’m going. It’s been a few years, but really…how much has changed? Maybe I’ll just stay home and visit the fair vicariously though watching the evening news. 

Sounds lovely. Less crowds, too.
Of course…they have been, bragging for a month about the new and old-favorite deep-fried deliciousness on this year’s menu. (PS: Here’s a wee example: “Heavenly Deep Fried Brownies,” “Double Fried Chicken Breast Taco,” “Deep Fried Whole Lotta Chocolatta.” Honestly, I don’t know what any of that means, but I’m a bit curious to find out!)
Here’s how Mary does the fair: First stop: funnel cake. Then I make a single lap through the Midway, possibly pop by the livestock (depending on what kind of shoes I’m wearing and the general humidity–which tends to make everything smell a bit “riper”), eat enough greasy-deliciousness (“It’s only once a year!!”) to make me want to puke, and then immediately spend fifty bucks on the rides–quite possibly revisiting (midair) that second funnel cake I just inhaled. 

Howdy, folks!

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Yes, oh, yes! It’s that time of year again. The kids are back in school, the weather has dipped to a cool yet still rather uncomfortably sultry 95, baseball playoffs, hockey preseason. Which mean…

The Great State Fair of Texas!

 

I haven’t decided yet if I’m going. It’s been a few years, but really…how much has changed? Maybe I’ll just stay home and visit the fair vicariously though watching the evening news. 

Sounds lovely. Less crowds, too.
Of course…they have been, bragging for a month about the new and old-favorite deep-fried deliciousness on this year’s menu. (PS: Here’s a wee example: “Heavenly Deep Fried Brownies,” “Double Fried Chicken Breast Taco,” “Deep Fried Whole Lotta Chocolatta.” Honestly, I don’t know what any of that means, but I’m a bit curious to find out!)
Here’s how Mary does the fair: First stop: funnel cake. Then I make a single lap through the Midway, possibly pop by the livestock (depending on what kind of shoes I’m wearing and the general humidity–which tends to make everything smell a bit “riper”), eat enough greasy-deliciousness (“It’s only once a year!!”) to make me want to puke, and then immediately spend fifty bucks on the rides–quite possibly revisiting (midair) that second funnel cake I just inhaled. 

Deliciousness

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This is weird. It’s like starting a new journal. How to begin… Should I describe myself physically? And not lie why doing it? Hmm. Tough call. Maybe I’ll post a picture instead–speaking a thousand words, etc.

My friend just texted that she’s dropping off her Volvo at the shop and that she’ll be [dangerously] close to PP. Much more on that later, as it is a very important deliciousness for the chick writer, but here’s a hint…

Deliciousness

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This is weird. It’s like starting a new journal. How to begin… Should I describe myself physically? And not lie why doing it? Hmm. Tough call. Maybe I’ll post a picture instead–speaking a thousand words, etc.

My friend just texted that she’s dropping off her Volvo at the shop and that she’ll be [dangerously] close to PP. Much more on that later, as it is a very important deliciousness for the chick writer, but here’s a hint…