The weather was magical yesterday. It was almost 50 degrees. A lot of the residual snow/ice melted. Seriously, it was glorious.
And now winter storm “Vulcan” is a-coming. Mr. Vulcan is bringing 6-10 inches of snow in his suitcase. Obviously, he’s over packed. It’s just an overnight stay, after all.
Clearly, Mr. Vulcan is quite rude. So rude, in fact, that even the cat feels the need to throw some (sleepy) shade toward Mr. Vulcan.
But enough weather talk…let’s talk about better things. Like pie.
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Do you ever have one of those days where you feel like you smell faintly of whatever you cooked for dinner the previous night? That is happening to me right now (and yes, I swear I DID take a shower this morning.) Apparently the latke/matzoh ball soup smell migrated directly from my kitchen into my closet, despite being on opposite ends of the apartment. Oh well, I suppose there are worse things I could smell like.
It’s December! Can you believe it? Excuse me while I shamelessly dance in my desk chair at work (not chair dance, as I think dancing in a chair and chair dancing might be two different things, one far more appropriate than the other…) to my Christmas with the Rat Pack album and stare at my twinkly USB holiday tree.
How was your thanksgiving/friendsgiving? Ours was delightful. We didn’t overcommit on the cooking/food front, for which I am very glad. It was totally non-stressful. The turkey enchiladas were insanely delicious, and made much better leftovers than 10 million slices of roasted turkey (though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss my traditional day-after-Thanksgiving turkey sandwich a little.) While I neglected to take photos of the enchiladas, kale salad, and potatoes, I did manage to get some snaps of our lunch/appetizer situation and the pies. I’ll share the pies with you today, and the savory profiteroles and squash butter with you later this week. Continue reading
You know when you just get that lightning bolt thought where you just suddenly know exactly what you want to bake? No? Well, let me explain.
Trying to decide what to bake on a weekly basis gets tough after a while. You have to be simultaneously realistic (no, there’s no way I can make croissants on a 90-degree day in my tiny kitchen, as much as I want to), and creative (no, you can’t crap out and do another chocolate chip cookie recipe). And there are definitely some weeks where, as Friday approaches, I am completely at a loss with regard to what I’ll make that weekend. And then BOOM. Lightning bolt. I want to make pie. That’s it. That’s the only thing I could possibly be excited about making this weekend. Pie.
But what kind?
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So before we get to that pie, we need to talk about something.
I had an incredible dinner on Saturday night. I would say it easily ranks in my top 5 best dinners ever. Don’t ask me what the other four dinners are…I haven’t thought this out that far.
Well, one of them would be from moto. But aside from that, I really haven’t thought through the rest. The top 5 thing was more for impact. Moving on.
If you live in or ever visit Chicago, I would highly recommend you go to the Publican. I’ve been a fan ever since we tried their brunch a couple of years ago. I happen to hold the opinion that they have the best bacon ever. Do you hear me? BEST. BACON. EVER. Continue reading