Sprang

Well, I have just fully recovered from the stomach flu and had some pancakes, so I finally feel up to blogging. These are some photos from a recent visit with my celebrity friend, Grace. We visited the sea and liked it! We had morning bonfires, and ate hamm and drank buble! We snuck up on this wild bunny and I patted it on its side! We ate cornmeal crust pizza until we were sick and had to go to bed at 9 pm!

Recipes to come. I have only cooked one thing in two weeks so maybe I'll write about it tomorrow. We'll see.

Accomplished.

I love the soft lavender color of a peeled shallot. We put these on a pizza. Delightful.

OMFG

I just ate a whole pizza at Ken's on my own. Dining alone, though pathetic looking and boring, has its benefits. You see, when Kevin and I eat pizza together, it becomes an eating contest that has no winners. Tonight, I ate slowly. I chose my slices based on my own desires, and not on defending property. I thought to myself things like "I think I'll take this little guy over here with all that cheese and arugula on it and save that big slice for later!". Of course, there was no later. Not really, anyway. My plans of bringing some of this beautiful, crispy pie disappeared soon after I realized that it was the best pizza I had ever eaten. I mean it. I may be fond of superlatives, but "best" is truly in order this time, so leave me alone. Anyway, I finished it. I was even praised for my appetite, which I think might be kind of insulting if not surprising.