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learning curve

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So I moved to our new datacenter today, and, anticipating few choices in the way of lunch, I made myself a bento box.

bento! click to embiggen

It was not a resounding success.

Those chopsticks — the reason I got this particular box (“OOH! Wee chopsticks, how CUTE!”) — are too short and too smooth. I dropped more rice in my lap than I ate, until I gave in & got a spoon from the lunch room.

The rice got hard. I packed it last night, so I knew that could happen, but I wasn’t prepared for how unpleasant it was. Clearly I need to do that wrapping-in-cling-film thing.

The snow peas needed badly to be blanched. Raw snow peas are not as awesome as you’d think. The carrots were ok. It’s hard to fuck up carrots. The string cheese was unpleasant at room temperature.

The best thing was the sauce — eel sauce in a tiny bottle that had held a sample of garlic olive oil. It’s actually a wee bit too big for the top layer, but I … didn’t think of putting it in the bottom until just now. Shut up.

The salmon patties were just ok. They dried out badly, too; clearly I need to pay more attention to the moisture levels in things, although you can go too far in the opposite direction: too much moisture will make a bento go off while it sits at room temperature.

So this is something I need to work on, since, while our chefs do bring lunch to the datacenter, it’s prepacked box lunches of whatever meat-stuff is on the menu, and I mainly ate salad at Headquarters.

On the plus side, there are a ton of good bento resources out there. I just need to … get better at it =)

catch-up

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When last we left our heroes …

Thanksgiving: Was pretty damn cool. The food was superb (if I do say so myself), the company outstanding, and the wine flowing. I can highly recommend the Blanc de Noirs I found at Trader Joe’s. So delicious! (I went back & bought three more bottles, because apparently my fizzy-wine kick will never end. Also, at $10 a bottle, it’s far cheaper than the Moet & Chandon I was digging before. Win!)

As usual, though, a week’s worth of prep, cleaning and cooking left me wrecked, and I was in bed nursing my aching muscles at 9:30. I’ve got to figure out a way to do Thanksgiving that doesn’t involve half-killing myself in the name of food.

Dogs: They’re doing great. Freya’s fitting in quite well, although she doesn’t really get that Fenris doesn’t always want to play, nor that, alone among the cats, Carrot will play with her. Doesn’t stop her chasing them, although she’ll stop chasing if we bark at her.

House: Things are really coming together, finally. We’re cleaning and purging and organizing and getting things just as we want them. Sometimes I just stop and look around and am amazed that we’ve created this cozy place that I want to come home to. It makes me feel a bit uncomfortable, too, because others don’t have that. Fingers crossed that situation improves.

Everything Else: I’m feeling pretty good. Fairly sleep-deprived, and there’s something horrifically wrong with my back, but overall? Not so bad. It’s kinda nice, and I’m enjoying it.

So what’s new with you?

we shall not flag or fail

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I can’t escape the Thanksgiving battle plans checklists … this is the biggest Thanksgiving we’ve ever had & I’d be lost without my lists.

  • Recipes: Printed.
  • Schedule: Triple-checked.
  • Turkeys: Defrosting.
  • Prep: About 75% complete..
  • Cleaning: Nearly there.
  • Mind: More or less intact, yay.
  • Body: Still not completely destroyed, hurrah!

I’ve got tomorrow off work, and I’m hoping I can knock out the last of the prep, and get a good night’s sleep, so I can be ready to kick ass on Thursday.

Oh, and relax with our guests. That’d be nice, too.

I really have to stop thinking of this meal in terms of a battlefield that must be conquered. It’s just dinner, right? No beaches or landing grounds to fight on, just 40 pounds of turkey and enough sides to make the sideboard groan.

Onward to victory!

not quite drowning

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Yep, I blew NaBloPoMo, once again. Bad, bad me.

Moving on!

Thanksgiving, y’all. It’s now nine days away.

Our house is a disaster area of biblical proportions, complete with dessicated palm fronds dragged in by the dogs; muddy paw prints on the tile, courtesy of the dogs; a fridge I still haven’t cleared out to make room for the incoming piles of food; a spare room that’s full of stuff from the studio (did I mention we are re-arranging the studio for better functionality? We are. Well, mainly my sweetie. It’s a Major Project.); and an office you can barely walk into?

Let us not speak of the library, dining room or buffet, all covered with extraneous Stuff, nor of the two rugs, unvacuumed for lo these many weeks.

I’d like to blame this whole deal on the new pupperina, but aside from needing to put her outside (or clean up after her) about every 45 minutes, she’s settled in pretty well. Once her stitches heal and her Bordatella clears up, she and Fenris will wear each other out every day, as per our Grand Plan, and we can get on with things. That day is too long in coming, though.

(Also? Freya is painfully cute. Her habit of half-closing her eyes and prancing around with her ears back every time she sees us after ten minutes’ absence is a thing of almost unbearable adorability.)

So I’ve got nine days to prepare for 14-15 people to dine in our house: cleaning, advance prep, shopping, more cleaning. My schedule is packed to the gills. Let’s hope I don’t collapse and leave all the cooking to my mom and the cats.

Fingers crossed!

sooper-seekrit confectionery project revealed

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A few months ago, my BFF Dot asked me to make her birthday cake.

She had a fairly specific idea of what she wanted, in what colors, and it looked like an awesome challenge, so I said yes.

Cue weeks of various shopping sprees for equipment & ingredients (I now own a cake leveler!), testing, more testing, taste tests, more testing, a near-nervous breakdown, much cheering and whining on Twitter, and a final triumphant reveal, for which I have blatantly jacked one of KT’s pics, since none of mine came out well:

those are really the colors.

Hit the cut for a fairly long-winded explanation of the process, and more pics.

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I survived the weekend, yay

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You know it’s come to something when you’re almost grateful to be back at work after a long weekend. Thanksgiving tried to kill me, y’all.

My mom turned up a day early, on Tuesday night, and things kind of fell apart from there. Oh, sure, I had my trusty spreadsheet, but my mom had plans of her own, and then on Thursday I overslept badly. Still managed to pull off nine courses, two homemade pies (and one storebought), and homemade bread. Go me!

(The fact that the turkey took an hour longer than anticipated was … problematic. I did not deal very well with that.)

I managed to hang out with our lovely guests until 10:30 or so, then went to bed, only to fail to fall asleep due to achiness. Got up to get drugs from the kitchen, only to find my belovedest on the couch, struggling to deal with the pain of a badly tweaked knee, poor boy. Helped him deal with that for a couple hours, then collapsed.

Friday, my mom woke me up early to tell me I didn’t need to get up to go shopping with her. Score! Also, ugh, since I can’t sleep once the sun’s up. And of course, the Low Men were playing at Bogey’s, which meant a late night. And in fact, after a two-hour set from the boys (and girl), we got home sometime in the wee hours, plopped Tom on our couch & went the hell to bed.

Saturday was bookshopping with my mom. Love me some books, but I wanted to die from lack of sleep. Picked up a couple new ones anyway, including a book on puppies and how to deal with them. Even though we probably won’t be getting one of my brother’s dog’s puppies. Totally not. Even though they’re all black and probably adorable. Totally not getting a puppy.

Totally.

Anyway. Saturday night was the club, of course, and thanks to the New Timesblurb, it was packed. Even my mom turned up for a bit, which was cool.

(I’m still not well about that blurb. “Pasty and portly,” I ask you! Does that have anything at all to do with anything? I think not. It’s just another writer weaned on the New Times teat of puns and alliteration. I’m pretty sure they fire people for failing to include at least one pun or alliteration in every article.)

Sunday I woke up too early, again, to hang out with my mom before she drove back to California to be reunited with her truck, then ran a couple errands and collapsed on the couch to watch old Battlestar Galactica episodes. It was exactly the kind of do-nothing evening I needed, after two weeks of cleaning, cooking, painting and general insanity.

So how was your weekend?

ooh, shiny

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Now that the election is behind us, we can start to concentrate on the really important things:

shiny new roasting pan [click to embiggen]

National Cook a Ton of Food and Eat Yourself Silly Day. Yay!

I’ve already got my menu/schedule/spreadsheet started (shut up) and we should hopefully have all the random boxes out of our dining room shortly … although I can’t promise that the walls will no longer be that sickly lime green.

My mom’s going to be in town, which makes me happy, and looks like we’ll have KT & Josh over, too. Anyone else looking for somewhere to go? I’m making a ridiculous amount of really good food.

raspberry sushi, yum!

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Note to Jay: THIS is what you should be making. Although not with gelatin. OK? OK!

menu for hope 4

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4th Annual Menu For HopeThe prizes for the 4th annual Menu For Hope have been announced, and ooh, are they cool!

I’m still trying to decide what I want to try for. So many choices!

You should participate, too! And don’t let the facts that this is a food-related charity raffle, and that the winners are announced on my birthday, to influence you at all.

it’s on the schedule

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When I drew up my schedule for today, I included two sections clearly marked “SIT THE FUCK DOWN”, and I am doing so.

I hope everyone who celebrates it is having a fantastic Thanksgiving!