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So, certain people on my FList (I'm not naming any names, but
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And a lot of the recipes look really, really good.
So! Now I am in the process of making Apple Pie for Dinner, and I am ridiculously excited, I tell you. For serious. The only reason why it's not in the oven at this very second is because I halted proceedings so that my son could help me combine the ingredients. He likes cooking with his parents. :)
Unfortunately, I couldn't follow the recipe exactly. I was, actually, thinking of leaving out the parsley on purpose, but I know it has lots of health benefits so I figured what the hell. Besides, it's part of the recipe, and for some reason while I'm normally pretty fast and loose with following recipes, this one I wanted to do exactly as instructed.
However, I peeled the apples on behalf of my Wee One, who I knew from past experience would pull the apple skin out of his mouth while making a face like he was being poisoned, then say hopefully, 'I done!', which of course in Preschooler Speak actually means, 'I think this meal is crap so I'm hoping I can snow you into letting me meet my nutritional requirements with candy'. Jav can also be a little dubious about food that has actually visibly mixed ingredients, but he loves cheese so I remain optimistic. Besides, it's pie! Pie for dinner! How can that not be fantastic?
Sadly, because I didn't actually read the recipe as well as I thought I had when I decided in a fit of glee that I had to make this tonight, I failed to buy cream. However, my awesome husband found a baking site that has a whole page of ingredient substitutions, so I was able to buy whole milk and butter (which I'd also forgotten) at the local variety store (the only store I can walk to, as it happens) and make a cream-like substance by mixing butter and milk. We'll see how that turns out in approximately an hour.
The guy at the variety store is Muslim. I'm not sure where from, though, but he is super, super nice. He would have actually let me take a bunch of those tiny cream containers from the coffee display if I hadn't needed a whole cup's worth of them. His dad also told me once that my son's
Dom: His ears stick out. A lot.
Me: Don't worry about it! Mine do too! See? ::pulls hair back, shows mutant ears::
Dom: ::recoiling in horror:: How the hell did I miss that before I married you?
Me: My hair. But the point is, I went on to become a useful and productive member of society! And even snagged a hot husband! He'll be fine!
Dom: ::dubious:: Maybe we should staple his ears back.
Okay, Dom brought Javier home, and we assembled the ingredients previously-cooked by yours truly. And I'm afraid I forgot that cooking with a small child isn't, shall we say, an exact science. Javier put 1/4 teaspoon of pepper into the grated cheese, and the spices didn't quite mix perfectly with the cream substitute. (
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But I'm sure it'll still be fantastic! It's cooling right now, so I'll know pretty soon. :D
Next week, I'm going to try the 'Harvest Bread'. Or maybe the 'Spazzy Cookies (of Jealousy)', which for anyone in the fandom is hilarious. Trust me. ::g::
Thank you,
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26/2/09 07:19 (UTC)Pie for dinner sounds dang good, as does the recipe.
*blushes* Thank you!
I love to proselytize about iCarly! :)
26/2/09 08:30 (UTC)"I found more paint; hot pink and orphan blue...the saddest of all blues."
"We have to keep the temperature at 90!"
"90 degrees?"
"No, 90 pickles. Yes, 90 degrees!"
"I'm going to Canada!"
"You love their bacon, even if it IS ham!
"It's GOOD ham!"
"ALL ham is good ham!"
"I know what I'm going to be when I grow up; Carly's second husband."
"What's gonna happen to her first?"
"Nothing you can prove!"
The characters are fairly three-dimensional and consistent, the plotlines make sense.
I just realized that it's the only sitcom I watch with any regularity (now that I've caught up with Will and Grace!)
Also, my mom and I (and my daughter's getting there) tend to notice whether a movie is a food movie or not (Chocolat, Soul Food and Like Water for Chocolate are obvious examples of food movies, but there are other movies where people eat, enjoy and discuss food. Mystic River is probably the least food movie ever; there is a wake and all you see anyone consume is a beer, and there's not even commentary on the beer.
In iCarly, food is important and good. The production company is called Schneider's Bakery! :)
Catherine and I have already decided that we're going to make the show's coconut cream pie recipe in lieu of her birthday cake! :)
Re: I love to proselytize about iCarly! :)
27/2/09 04:50 (UTC)