Definitely a Smoothie Day

The outlandish temp today peaked at a marvelous 82 degrees, according to the cottage parking lot. I would know because, having been in the cottage at the time, I had sunk a front row seat, and purchased a decadent wildberry jet tea smoothie. That particular barista was feeling generous at the time (probably delirious from the scorching heat), and I was far from shorted of whipped cream. Whipped cream should be frozen pre-spray like ice cream, therefore scoring casually gourmet appeal.

After returning from the cottage, I was justifiably sweaty and needed to take an icy shower to cool down. Have you ever noticed (I am speaking only to freezing shower veterans- back off you childish amateur) that when you are exposed to freezing water directly to your head that you gasp freakishly? Sort of like a frog who's been dunked unwillingly in a puddle- your eyes pop and you wriggle, possibly omitting an insane hoot from time to time.


I'm feeling sort of wildly wordy right now. Seems as if i'm been squeezing in unnecessary adjectives. They're crowding my sentences and suffocating my nouns, but when I try to delete the poor guys I feel cruel.

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Has it been gorgeous out or what? I for one have been appreciating this weather to the fullest! on sunday, i took a long nap directly in the sun. Of coarse, I woke up with a headache soon after, but it was so dreamily picturesque while it lasted. Today i was crammed into a contaminated desk for 4 hours, but i took a run in the blazing sun when I arrived home to make up for lost time. Still panting, I gazed at myself in the bathroom mirror and tried hard to decide if I was sunburnt. Last August I bought an expensive bottle of aloe vera and haven't had much chance to use it on account of this loathesome forty degree nonsense. As I furrowed my brows at my tomato red cheeks, I decided that under no means would I take any chances; rushing to my closet, I grabbed the aloe and slathered all over my face. And now I smell a little weird.

Lemon Shreds & Coconut Failures

i haven't posted lately, but not for a lack of things to post about. far from it, in fact. I only post about food and primarily what i've been doing is food. On thursday i made whole wheat cranberry walnut granola bars, and they were delicious. On friday I tried to make them again, only healthier, and it was a flop. The final product resembled a bowl of sweetened oats. I hid them in my room, ashamed. Today I made coconut macaroon bars and lemon squares. The coconut macaroon bars were gorgeous until the recipe (unwisely) told me to spread chocolate chips on top of them. They're completely hideous now, but I can only hope that it's what's inside that counts. The lemon bars required grated lemon peels, which is a pain when your lemon is squishy and your grater dull. I am completely unsatisfied right now, but, luckily, i did enough homework while they were in the oven to have something even more negative to compare it to. And they're seeming might fine.

Sorry, bloggers. I've been wretchedly out-of-touch. When a gourmet chef, such as myself, gets into one of those zones (you know what i mean- then again, maybe you dont), it's hard for us to concentrate on much else. Suffice to say, I have been making plenty of biscotti, possibly my favorite of which was the cranberry/almond 1/2 whole wheat batch I made yesterday. Today Happy and myself produced delicious double-chocolate chip cookies. Although she might have a significant lack of experience, comparitively (but let's be fair-look who she's up against!), she made an expemplary cooking partner. Her wide smiles and charming wit matched with my staggering talent are explosively succesful in the fieldof gourmet cooking.

Goddess's Lucious Chai

Goddess suggested a lucious recipe of chai that has me raving. First, you need a box of black spice chai tea bags. Except for only use one of them because otherwise you'd have crazily strong chai, like coffee. Place the tea bag and 8 oz of milk (soy milk, if you have it) in a cup, preferabley your mother's finest china. Nuke it in the microwave for a minute and thirty seconds or so, or until the milk is really hot. Test it with your finger unless it's really really hot, in which case you just hope and prey. Then, add 1/2 teaspoon of brown sugar to the cup and a sprinkling of cinamon and nutmeg. Grab a picturesque cinamon stick and place it at a diagonal in your chai. Grab your mother's finest china plate and unwrap a savory chai tea luna bar, take a picture, and digest.