Two more memes, and that's it
FIRST MEME: 2006 FOOD CHALLENGE
I actually don't get tagged for memes very often, so I really don't even have the luxury of being annoyed by them. However, this particular one, foisted upon me by the dashing David Lebovitz, violates the only New Year's resolution that I consent to make: namely, I resolve to never make New Year's resolutions.
But David introduced me to the grandaddy Pierre Herme shop a few days ago, when all this time I was going around thinking that the St. Sulpice location was the main attraction, and I figure I owe him one for opening my sugar-encrusted eyes.
So, this meme asks me to make a resolution of sorts to cook five things this year that I haven't (out of fear, previous failure or otherwise):
1) Macarons
I just love them so much, and I'm afraid the ones I make will be disappointing. Plus what if the magic and mystery disappears when I see what goes into them?
2) Cassoulet
A big schlep. I suspect it would be much easier to make this while I'm still in France, but at present I'm trying to eat up everything in my cupboards (read: microwave popcorn for dinner!) before I move back to the States. Buying a giant tub of goose fat for the duck confit just isn't in the cards. Tell you what, San Fran friends: after I get settled, I vow to have a cassoulet housewarming dinner party. If you're veggie-minded, tough shit (Rachael K., you know who you are). Come over to my place and get your goose fat on!
3) Pho/Vietnamese cooking in general
See my excuses for macarons above. Plus why bother when it's so cheap and delicious elsewhere? I'm just being lazy.
4) Thai and Indian curries
See pho, above.
5) Bread
I actually love baking bread, but I don't make enough of it and I'm not adventurous when I do. I want to get into the more hardcore whole grains arena, attempt some baguettes, and nail down a really nice classic white bread recipe.
SECOND MEME: TEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME
People, these are starting to sound like those notes you pass around in seventh-grade science class! This one comes courtesy of Kevin of Seriously Good, and I will indulge him because he described it as a "paroxysm of self-revelation", a phrase that has entered my top ten of all time. It's right up there with the time my friend Michelle B. described a bunch of carrots in her fridge as "waiting to become flaccid." Now that's poetry.
These factoids really aren't that interesting. You are totally not required to read them. Go outside, take a walk, eat a taco! I promise it will be more exciting than what I'm about to write:
1) I have moved at least once a year for the last eleven years.
2) Because of this I am a little tired and always fantasize about settling somewhere, even though I know I am probably incapable of remaining in one place for very long.
3) For my 28th birthday I received a kiss and a pink Harrod's teddy bear from Mohammed al-Fayed. He also asked me out on a date, but I think he was kidding.
4) I have a weird fascination with Victorian culture.
5) My hair has been every color of the rainbow except green.
6) I would like to get better at killing animals for food myself, because in my heart I think it's the honest thing to do if you're going to eat meat.
7) I have an unhealthy addiction to Campbell's Double Noodle soup.
8) I genuinely like Tequiza.
9) I have started to pack my down pillow when I travel, and I don't want to stay in hostels anymore. I don't like what this implies: I'm getting older, wimpier and more appreciative of creature comforts than "authentic" experiences.
10) I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
I'm not tagging anybody. If you want to do these memes, go ahead, but I'm not gonna force you. Am I a passive-aggressive memer?
I actually don't get tagged for memes very often, so I really don't even have the luxury of being annoyed by them. However, this particular one, foisted upon me by the dashing David Lebovitz, violates the only New Year's resolution that I consent to make: namely, I resolve to never make New Year's resolutions.
But David introduced me to the grandaddy Pierre Herme shop a few days ago, when all this time I was going around thinking that the St. Sulpice location was the main attraction, and I figure I owe him one for opening my sugar-encrusted eyes.
So, this meme asks me to make a resolution of sorts to cook five things this year that I haven't (out of fear, previous failure or otherwise):
1) Macarons
I just love them so much, and I'm afraid the ones I make will be disappointing. Plus what if the magic and mystery disappears when I see what goes into them?
2) Cassoulet
A big schlep. I suspect it would be much easier to make this while I'm still in France, but at present I'm trying to eat up everything in my cupboards (read: microwave popcorn for dinner!) before I move back to the States. Buying a giant tub of goose fat for the duck confit just isn't in the cards. Tell you what, San Fran friends: after I get settled, I vow to have a cassoulet housewarming dinner party. If you're veggie-minded, tough shit (Rachael K., you know who you are). Come over to my place and get your goose fat on!
3) Pho/Vietnamese cooking in general
See my excuses for macarons above. Plus why bother when it's so cheap and delicious elsewhere? I'm just being lazy.
4) Thai and Indian curries
See pho, above.
5) Bread
I actually love baking bread, but I don't make enough of it and I'm not adventurous when I do. I want to get into the more hardcore whole grains arena, attempt some baguettes, and nail down a really nice classic white bread recipe.
SECOND MEME: TEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME
People, these are starting to sound like those notes you pass around in seventh-grade science class! This one comes courtesy of Kevin of Seriously Good, and I will indulge him because he described it as a "paroxysm of self-revelation", a phrase that has entered my top ten of all time. It's right up there with the time my friend Michelle B. described a bunch of carrots in her fridge as "waiting to become flaccid." Now that's poetry.
These factoids really aren't that interesting. You are totally not required to read them. Go outside, take a walk, eat a taco! I promise it will be more exciting than what I'm about to write:
1) I have moved at least once a year for the last eleven years.
2) Because of this I am a little tired and always fantasize about settling somewhere, even though I know I am probably incapable of remaining in one place for very long.
3) For my 28th birthday I received a kiss and a pink Harrod's teddy bear from Mohammed al-Fayed. He also asked me out on a date, but I think he was kidding.
4) I have a weird fascination with Victorian culture.
5) My hair has been every color of the rainbow except green.
6) I would like to get better at killing animals for food myself, because in my heart I think it's the honest thing to do if you're going to eat meat.
7) I have an unhealthy addiction to Campbell's Double Noodle soup.
8) I genuinely like Tequiza.
9) I have started to pack my down pillow when I travel, and I don't want to stay in hostels anymore. I don't like what this implies: I'm getting older, wimpier and more appreciative of creature comforts than "authentic" experiences.
10) I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
I'm not tagging anybody. If you want to do these memes, go ahead, but I'm not gonna force you. Am I a passive-aggressive memer?
posted by cindym at 4:55 AM
7 Comments:
Cindy,
Wow! You've got me beat on the moving stuff. (Though, like you, I'm in the process of moving yet again.)[deep sigh]
And as far as hostels, I haven't stayed in one sinceI hitchhiked through Canada (mumble) years ago, but I do like staying at B&Bs.
Since I don't know what duck confit is, I can't really tell if "Come over to my place and get your goose fat on!" is an announcement of the evening's cuisine or requested attire. Either way, count me in!
Every year for 11 years? That's far too much moving for any one person. And I have never stayed in a hostel, crappy pensions yes, but never a hostel.
You've been gang-meme'd!
Firstly, having just made the most wonderful loaf of bread I've ever managed in a fairly long breadmaking life, I can happily suggest a really good sourdough for that "basic white" loaf you seek.
However, if you want something a little less time consuming, try the buttermilk sampler loaf from Beth Hensperger's bread machine book. It's delicate, soft, and makes simply FABULOUS french toast.
Meanwhile, what is it about youth that wants to be UNcomfortable, and sneers at "age" for wanting snuggly comfy things like down pillows? I've been travelling with my own pillow for years. Hostel or hotel, there's not much that beats your own comfy properly-smashed-into-shape pillow! You go, girl!
Hiya Kevin - I feel for ya. Good luck, and remember heavy stuff on the bottom. I like B&Bs too as long as the owners don't try to make chitchat too much.
Rachael - We will dine on goose fat and wear our goosefeather gowns. You have yours in cold storage, don't you? Best break it out before I get there.
Nosteria - Hah, I think lately I have moved from hostels to grim, grey pensions, now that you mention it.
David L - I don't know what to say. I really don't. But once was enough, dollface.
Grace - Do I have to have a bread machine? I used to but I don't like the weird square bread they make. It feels like Jetsons bread.
As for youth, I think mine is fleeting, but you're right - we all have to pretend we're hardcore. All I know is my sofa-sleeping years are winding down too...
Since I don't know what duck confit is, I can't really tell if "Come over to my place and get your goose fat on!
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