Saturday, 8 February 2014
all right kids! english lesson time! don't worry, it's just barely half a minute long. and since i just got back from a week of school--insert confetti--i'm not exactly in the most lesson loving mood right now, so let's get on with it.
here is your word of the day:
serendipity |ˌserənˈdipitē|nounthe occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way: a fortunate stroke of serendipity | a series of small serendipities.ORIGIN 1754: coined by Horace Walpole, suggested by The Three Princes of Serendip, the title of a fairy tale in which the heroes “were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things they were not in quest of.”
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
another post! just look at those brownies. i swear, if you left me alone with the whole tray...i will sink to the depths of neanderthal uncivilisation and never emerge from my chocolate stained fingers and fudge crusted mouth.
flourless brownies! with an incredibly short ingredient list, and an incredibly easy baking procedure! why aren't you making these now?
Saturday, 11 January 2014
So there's the picture. And the opening sentence. Look, a new post! After the withering sahara of dry silence! I'm sorry for my severe neglect of this space that has not been managed even after repeated promises, assurances, and announcements. But I honestly had no idea how to, in any way, explain the gaping gap between each post that has been growing and growing like a vast canyon of unbreachable distance.
Now however, I think I know why. And let me try to tell you.
Sunday, 22 December 2013
twas a few nights before christmas and the air smelled like chocolate. now wouldn't that have been a better beginning!
i originally planned something for this particular recipe post but i don't know, let's be spontaneous. a little spontaneity is good for life. adds kick and spice, like a dash of cayenne pepper in hot chocolate. it's what got me through the decorating process for this cake anyway (you don't want to know how long i spend researching food styling on pinterest, ladies and gentlemen. i wonder sometimes how i study so hard for this type of stuff but for math i just sag and OH LOOK there's the book i've read for 100 times, let's make it 101!!1!1!!)
Sunday, 15 December 2013
the thing is, I'm not quite sure what to say. do i add a pithy analogy about my brother's pancake making lesson? do i go into some deep reflection of what the past year meant for me? do i get philosophical about christmas? i've been spending some time trying to sort my life and feelings out, and i've neglected this space. i'm really sorry, i have tons of things to tell you guys about!
first of all, it's been past my one month anniversary--20th november. that time last year i was a bruised and battered girl, teetering on the edge of depression, who cried EVERYDAY (and yes i really mean everyday) and frequently looked towards open windows, thinking more than she should. i crawled to the blogosphere in an attempt to sort my thoughts out. i was in an incredibly dark place then, i could see no hope and i saw no joy. i was so miserable, so sad, so wrapped in my own grief. i was frozen by my eating disorder and the thawing process was incredibly painful.
but what a long way i've came. now i sing, hum lyrics to songs i love. i dance when no one's watching. (no you can't see me i won't let you) i find passion in food, which is no longer my enemy. i don't smile all the time, but some of them are genuine now. and i'm incredibly grateful.
you can see my first post here (one slice of bread for breakfast, really?? i'd be starving today!)
Thursday, 21 November 2013
are you not excited? HOW CAN YOU NOT BE EXCITED?? TRUFFLES! which mean CHOCOLATE! which is directly linked to happiness. scratch that, chocolate is happiness. go find a dictionary. its picture is directly beneath the definition.
on the other hand, i am currently without any form of chocolate in the house--no cocoa, no chocolate bars!!--and i am dying. well, i haven't as of yet, but i can feel it. the sudden drop when all remnants of cacao leaks from your veins :'( if only someone could spirit me some valrhona...
okay. back on track. the recipe.
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
let me give you an example of what happened the other day. i was with my family, out for lunch, and we settled on this place called (i kid you not) coq and balls. it was a part bar part cafe thing, and we settled at a table and ordered our food.
when my chicken wrap arrived, i dug into it quite happily--not a bad wrap, with chunks of fleshy mango and smoky roasted chicken inside along with a honey mustard salad of mesclun greens on the side--and it was only when i finished that i vaguely registered that the sauce covering the innards of my wrap seemed to resemble a chill aoili. in other words, MAYONNAISE (dun dun dun)
whereas one year ago upon discerning this fact i freaked out and rocked on the sofa crying for maybe half an hour, now my brain just registered the fact with amusement. like "oh, whoops! i had mayo." and that was that! i didn't even give a flying shit. and i was both startled and amused by the fact--is this what recovery feels like?