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rhymes with spoon

cooking, crafting, and playing lawyer
 

careful...

Monday, April 24, 2006

Big Brother is watching.

Good thing this blog is relatively tame. ;-)

Exam madness starts this week. Trying to minimize caffeine consumption and massive tweak outs! (Keep your fingers crossed for me.)

I have a sweater (all the pieces aren knitted and blocked!) that is ready to be seamed but since I find seaming to be the most frustrating part of knitting I am going to put that off until cooler heads can prevail, i.e. after I'm done with these damn finals. Damn finals!

Mucho, mega congratulations to my friend Katie who just got into a pharmacology/toxicology program. I know she worked hard for it so I could not be prouder. (I've talked another person out of going to law school...hehehehe!)

ok...worky worky!

a kick in the pants

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

When I grow up, I wanna be just like my friend Vanessa...her recent foodie adventures have given new meaning to the phrase balls to the wall.

I've recently discovered the sleep function on my TV...a nice little way to doze off at night after a long day at school. In a final fit of hysteria related to my asshole neighbors, I moved my mattress into my living room, took apart my bed frame, moved my futon into my bedroom, and am now using my bedroom strictly as storage. My one bedroom turned studio apartment has actually been a pleasant arranagement, minus waking up to the sounds of morning construction next door (my other neighbors, yay!).

School marches along in truly maddening fashion marked last night by what will be the first in a series of anxiety-related law school nightmares. (You know--dorky stuff like showing up with no No.2 pencils, finishing an entire scantron five minutes before an exam is over only to realize you've bubbled the whole damn thing incorrectly. If you think that's nuts, you should've seen my freak out last semester when my computer died in the middle of my tax final.) Hard to believe that this will all be over in just a few short weeks and I can leave it all behind for happier times in DC. I'm hoping that all my friends and loved ones don't disown me in the meantime...I anticipate not being a lot of fun the next few weeks.

This weekend, finals be damned, I'm making time to see Ladytron at First Avenue with my cooler, good music lovin' classmates. It'll be a welcome break from the usual library doldrums. Otherwise, minor progress in the way of knitting and such but no pictures to post just yet.

Finally, in a fit of procrastination, I decided to take up Jess's suggestion and put up a myspace profile.

Back to the books!

anger management

Monday, April 17, 2006

Ok...it's official. I'm moving out. The mere sound of my neighbor talking is enough to send me into an absolute rage, never mind the occasionally hammering on the wall and the early morning construction next door. I cringe at the sight of my apartment. That said, I am actually looking forward to finding a new place, cleaning out my stuff and unloading myself of less than needed worldly possessions. I suspect that at least once in the next month that Jess will talk me out of throwing everything into a dumpster or setting it all ablaze.

Finals are just around the corner so expect the absence of posts...or the absence of substantive posts. The real flan will be back in a month at the start of summer.

good fences make good neighbors

Friday, April 14, 2006

Ok...I've had it. Seriously. I hate my neighbors. I used to love my apartment...it was cute, cozy, and just the right price. And then, the building came under new management and a series of bad neighbors. Evil neighbor #1 was evicted several months back for not paying rent and constant domestic disputes. Evil neighbors #2 are a flamboyantly gay couple prone to late night partying and domestic spats. I'm trying to fall asleep last night at 1:30 and they're moving furniture. I'd already informed my landlord that I was contemplating a move but this was the last straw. I walk over and tell them to quiet down b/c I'm trying to sleep. The reply back was nasty and filled with sufficient expletives that I will leave them unuttered on this otherwise tame blog. This is the not the first time I've had to walk over late at night to tell these people to stuff it but this was the first in which they a) refused to open the door and b) cussed me out. I am, to say the least, incensed. No word yet from the landlord but I'll give her three choices when I finally give her a piece of my mind (she's complicit in this too b/c she hasn't done a damn thing to get this guy to shut up): a) let me out of my lease to let me move out next month and slash my rent for May; b) let me switch apartments with the building manager who lives across the hall; c) throw these losers out.

Ok...now that blood pressure is sufficiently roiled....I should add that this has done to ease the pre-finals stress levels...I can't believe I'll be done in a month! I'm trying to pace myself carefully so I'm moving to spending more time at school (since my apartment isn't the island of tranquility it once was) but make time for one break a weekend. This weekend's break is an Easter brunch outing to Hells Kitchen with Stacey and Dan. I'm very, very excited! Hells Kitchen makes the best, best, best homemade peanut butter. (The secret is that they roast the nuts before grinding everything up.) It's probably the most I'll ever pay for a bread basket and some peanut butter and preserves but sooooooooo worth it.

Happy Easter y'all! Treat yourself to some awesome Easter candy....or learn about motorcycle safety from a Peep!

meme

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

A little cookbook me-me I ripped off Vanessa...provides some blog fodder about one of the brighter spots of my life.

Where do you obtain the recipes you prepare?
As of late, mostly from the Joy of Cooking. I have other cookbooks but those recipes tend to be extremely labor intensive and require a lot of ingredients above and beyond my paltry law school student budget. When I have ready access to the internet, I'll hop onto Epicurious to see if there's anything else of note. General food questions, however, are directed towards my gargantuan copy of Larousse Gastronomique, one of the best and most useful birthday presents I've received in recent memory. (Thank you Jess).


How often do you cook a new recipe?
Usually once or twice a week, almost always on a Saturday morning.

Where do you store your favourite recipes?
There's a small ledge of shelving in my kitchen/dining area where all my cookbooks hang out. Slowly, they've moved there way up to the most prominent part of the shelving, now that old law school books have been relegated to collecting dust.

How large is your recipe pile? Is it organized? How?
Mostly I get things from books, which keeps things fairly organized. I did, however, organize a lot of recipes I'd been collecting from magazines over spring break. Given that there is so much out there to try, I rarely, if ever, repeat a recipe, except for the old standbys.


What is the oldest recipe in your to try pile?
I don't have a clue.

Are you really ever going to make all those recipes in your to try pile?
No way...not unless I give up everything else in my life and dedicate myself fully to cooking. (Not a bad idea, but in the absence of a magnificent benefactor, totally unrealistic...)

Do you follow a recipe exactly or modify as you go?
Until fairly recently, I used to follow things exactly to the letter. It took me years of doing this and being bitterly disappointed b/f I decided to improvise. It's been quite liberating to modify as it allows me to work around the supply in my fridge and pantry, sometimes getting surprisingly good results. After testing out over a dozen recipes in the Passionate Vegetarian, always to much disappointment, I've sworn off ever strictly following a recipe again, unless it comes to baked goods. Then I tend to stick to plan.

What is one new recipe that you’re scared to try?
Anything that requires ludicrously expensive ingredients...truffles and/or foie gras come to mind. I don't think in my current crappy apartment kitchen with limited tools/supplies, I want to be doing anything super gourmet. That said, I should also add that I had a two year subscription to Saveur (a lingering birthday present from a relationship gone sour) and though everything always looked so pretty and tastey, could never quite muster up the courage to make...finding ingredients like edible gold leaf and screw pine water seemed like way too much work.


Tag at least one new food blogger for this meme (”new” as in only blogging a few months):
I'm going to leave all the tags that came with this meme b/c I don't really read many food blogs and b/c I can't imagine that most of my readers do a lot of cooking, let alone have a cookbook collection to speak of.

the dark vast...

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Slowdown of posts due largely to a lack of inspiration, time, internet access, and lack of motivation to do much of anything. Big things are moving about (albeit mostly in my head) as I steel myself to get ready for another grueling round of finals. I've managed to fit in sparse amounts of knitting and cooking here and there, but I've also been battling severe exhaustion as I come out of the sun-deprived-seasonally affected-winter-haze. I grudgingly conceded an hour to daylights savings time but am now appreciating the later sunsets. I really adore sunlight. Makes me think that I might just make it to summer? (FREEDOM!)

After a wave of exuberant planning, I'm now currently on the fence about going to Dublin next spring. As much as I resent my legal education at times, I feel that I might (strangely) benefit from finishing what I've started here. And so that raises other issues about next year that I'm too exhausted at this point to face.

Without going into all the nitty gritty, the truth is I'm terribly, terribly sad about a number of things and that's really just starting to wear me out. Really. Candy, yoga, knitting, cooking, good friends have helped me through the really awful days, but as of late I feel quite out of sync with the world around me. I'm hoping that the bone-crushing workload in the coming weeks will lift me out of my slump and keep my mind occupied until I have the time, wherewithal, and support to deal with things this summer. In the meantime, I am eternally grateful to those few who've been there with bits of support through kind emails, phone calls, and other little surprises. It's been an enormous help through this lonely, busy period of my life.

I promise a lighter post soon...
 
   





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