Pass The Sushi!

The trains of pro­gres­sion and moti­va­tion are mov­ing faster in my head then in the real world. There’s a bil­lion bril­liant ideas, but I can only hold two light bulbs at once, and that just isn’t enough. Right now schools still at a stand still even though I am old enough to fill out the papers, the school year that they will mat­ter for wont start until July and unless I want to pay $1500  a class out of pocket — I just have to be patient. Whats another 6 months? Doesn’t stop them from call­ing three times a day. If you want me so damned bad, ante up.

In the mean time, I am work­ing on a group of retro-y silly quick draw­ings that I plan to illus­trate in Adobe and make into a cal­en­dar to maybe sell on the cheap at the shop. I am also back in full swing with apron mak­ing. I want to sell a few to help pay some bills. Who knows, maybe they will catch on. I have a few designs at the moment and they just need to get exe­cute at this point — which should hope­fully be next Thurs­days project. I’m also full swing knee deep in design projects (appar­ently, the more on my plate the more I want and the bet­ter I work). I have a few post­cards going out for the shop, orga­niz­ing sign­ings and shows, and a blog redesign, and well, if you give a mouse a cookie.… Hope­fully Sil­hou­ette Graphic will see a new face lift soon as well.

On top of my fast paced mind — my real world adorable o’s and o’s (kit­tens) met my boyfriends 70lbs of love puppy in a roller coaster of crashes, booms and bangs. Things are kind-of-sort-of start­ing to smooth out. Don’t ask me what an o’s and o’s is. I have no idea. It’s just one of their many nicknames.

And cook two new recipes a week. Lol.

This weeks two resulted in one well left­overs meal and a com­plete fail. I don’t know what I did wrong, but after sep­a­rat­ing 12 egg whites, my Angel Food Cake from Alton Brown came out flat and rub­bery. I sifted, whipped, peaked and reserved and still no love. Per­haps it is the 2 min­utes in the food proces­sor that I did neglect that was my wrong doing. I believe that its my un-love of Alton Brown com­ing through in my food. Either way — flat rub­bery angel food cake is in the trash…

My other attempt was Chicken Divan by Paula Dean from the left over chicken I baked ear­lier this week. I can tell you I already feel fat­ter with two cans of cream of mush­room soup, a cup or mayo and a cup of sour cream in the mix — not to men­tion the cheese. I dig Paula and hate her at the same time. She screams fake in a way that very much reminds me of other peo­ple I have known, but her food, its real. Any time you can have books and tv shows when every recipe starts with a stick of but­ter and bacon fat — it really can’t be all that bad. The chicken divan was pretty much exactly what I expected. I would prob­a­bly add red pep­per flakes, more lemon juice, and some­thing else — though I’m not sure what — just to add a lit­tle zing to it. You can check it out here. The best part about this one is that it can all be eye­balled with no mea­sur­ing involved.