I’d intended to make this yesterday, but after going forth to get necessary ingredients and being forced to face down the ungodly crush of people milling about because of the upcoming hurly match, all I wanted to do was hide at home and sob. So Young Indiana and I made this today: a Butter Sponge Cake. Well, cupcakes, anyway. The cake itself is nothing much: sweet but flavorless. The ganache frosting is almost a pudding, and my husband approved of it mightily. The recipe said garnish with whipped cream, and…
The Final Quest
Guys, guys, BoingBoing is hosting ElfQuest: The Final Quest. It’s the first day and it’s already agonizing. They’re only posting one page a week. A WEEK, for the love of grod. But oh, the art. This is my ElfQuest: it’s not the super-soft painted work of the late nineties and early noughts, it’s not the too-sharp work in the first SIEGE/KINGS books, it’s not the still-finding-the-way roughness of the earliest issues, it’s not the well-meant-but-almost-entirely-wrong art brought to the table by other artists as ElfQuest branched out in the 90s,…
too many miles
I have, with no particular intent to do so, walked in the region of 65 miles since the beginning of the month. I am a little sore from all this walking, and would like a hot bath and a massage. *looks hopefully at the world* I’ve been idly searching for the blank book in which I wrote half a dozen children’s book manuscripts. It wasn’t anywhere I thought it should be, but fortunately, in rescuing toy train parts a couple of days ago, I glanced into a box and there…
pudding!
Well, I had to do something with the 9 (NINE!) egg yolks left over from the angel food doughnut, so I made some homemade chocolate pudding. It didn’t set up very well (as Ted said, “The thing with pudding is you follow the recipe plus or minus ten minutes of cooking…” and I had been trying to get it done so I /only/ followed the recipe, instead of adding ten minutes of cooking, even though I suspected it was Too Liquidy Still), but it tastes gorgeous. I’m bringing the rest…
triage
URSULA WON THE HUGO YAAHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHH YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Ahem. After a holiday there is triage. Isn’t that how it usually works? Granted, triage was going to the zoo this morning, but it’s not like I was going to get any work done anyway, since one doesn’t with a toddler, except during nap time. :) Wonderful day for the zoo, too. I’d forgotten school was back in session, so everyone there was pretty much a parent of 2-4 year old. Later I’ll…post some pictures, except our desktop has crashed and I don’t know…