Rosie Posie

So I have a cut on my smallest finger (I hate the word "pinky" in reference to the last finger. I find it repulsive and refuse to use it), and I don't know how it got there. Mystery cuts seem to be occurring often with me as of late, with this new one bringing the total up to three. I think it's been about a week since I posted the Smarties pictures up, and I figured I'd do something new.

I know I said I would stop apologizing for not posting for a short period of time, I just feel like I'm neglecting an infant in a dirty apartment while I go galivanting around the city.

Yeah, everywhere we go everyone knows us, even though I just started speaking to these people. As I go to Pitango and enjoy my mango and rhubarb gelato, my young child enjoys the scent of food down the hall, hoping he'll see a stray raisin on the floor tonight for dinner.

Ugh..... its too late; I've already lost my mind.

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I honestly can't use the "job hunt" excuse this time, so I'm gonna go with it snowed friday night until saturday evening. 3 ft of snow! I could barely lift the shovel with all of it on top. Ashley and I went out to shovel this morning, but it was futile. Eventually we flagged down someone driving down the street with a snow plow and he helped us out.

I've been eating a lot of junk food recently. Like an unusual amount of crap. Like this "Dublin Mudslide" Ben & Jerry's Pint I finished in about 10 minutes along with an entire bag of "Goldfish" pretzels, a pineapple fruit cup, and a blackberry Izze drink. Now I'm known around the house for...well....ending up in situations like this:

Person A: "Hey, I just bought that box of fruity pebbles yesterday. I even wrote my name on it. Where did it go?!" "Dominic!"

Person B: "He can't hear you, he's busy eating"

But I don't ever remember eating this much. People seem to think it's just "growing hunger", which brings me to another point. Sometimes I still forget that I'm a sixteen year old. A hah! You thought I was going to go off on another rant! Well I'm not! ANYWAY...

This week I didn't do too many interesting things. I baked a cake, with a frosting idea that I figured that I just had to try, being caused by my family being picky. Okay, so I love the lemon poppy seed combination (in muffins, cookies, etc.) so I figured, why not bake a lemon poppy seed cake. I know it's been done plenty of times in the past, but usually in a bundt pan and with flat icing, which I never understood. "Why can't I bake a cake and assemble it with a normal frosting using these flavors/ingredients?" Just as I was getting excited, my mother reminded me that probably no one in the house would eat a cake with poppy seeds in it. This is the problem I encounter nearly every time I make something: My Picky Family.

So what I decided to do was to put the poppy seeds in the frosting. But then I got another wonderful little message from my mother again. "Dominic, I thought you werent putting those in the cake." "Oh I wasn't, I'm putting them in the frosting *big smile*." "*-.- face*, Please don't put those in there." "Fine."

But I really wanted them incorporated some way into the cake, so I let them soak in the vanilla that I was going to use for the frosting to impart some kind of flavor.

Well, they didn't. Not noticably anyway. I guess the only way to impart poppy seed flavor into a cake (or anything for that matter) is to actually put them in. Someday I'll make lemon poppy seed cupcakes and my family can just avoid them if they don't want to eat them.

This would've made a really nice lemon cake if the frosting was lemon flavored...and a bit thicker. French buttercream was a bad choice for this one; heavy cake smashing down on already fragile icing. I think it was usually thin that day because of my absent minded-ness. The recipe called for 3 oz egg yolks, and instead of measuring egg yolks in a pyrex cup like I should have, I divided 3 oz by .67 oz, which is the weight of one egg yolk. It came out to about 4.4, so I just put 5 egg yolks in figuring I'd just add more butter. But I forgot the extra butter, and now that I think about it, I should've added more sugar syrup too.

So, to finish off the post, today I ventured out into the tundra and went to the grocery store. While I was there, I managed to get this great asiago bread. I haven't had it yet, but tomorrow morning I am so looking forward to the best egg and cheese sandwich ever. Lol more tomorrow (: