It's springtime, the sun is out later, and I've decided to give food blogging another go (the relevance of the sun being out later is that it means I might be able to actually take decent pictures of the food I make). I was feeling a lot like this
|I must be depressed if my hair is all in my face, right?|
|Damn, I look pretty happy here, right?|
I thought I'd make my official return by cooking some difficult-to-photograph-in-an-appealing way red gunk!
|There, that's better.|
Plus, since I posted last, I procured a RICE COOKER!!!!! I say "procured" because it was 100% free. I got it from some nice people over in Oakland who offered it on Pittsburgh's Freecycle. I don't know if you people out there do Freecycle where you live, but I've given and gotten so many things from it, including this freakin' unused, brand new rice cooker that cooks brown basmati rice perfectly with no effort! I've dreamed of having restaurant-quality rice for some time now, now my dreams have finally come true, thanks to my amazing rice cooker, Pittsburgh Freecycle, and some nice folks in Oakland.
During this time of not posting, I certainly did not quit cooking, and I certainly did not quit making ice cream. People who read this blog know I'm super into making ice cream. My most recent creation was a suggestion from my friend Sara, who is a fan of the blueberry and lemon combination. When she suggested it, I was kind of like, "But then I'll have to buy frozen organic blueberries and cook them with sugar and then let them cool in the fridge overnight before actually making the ice cream, but I'm so very lazy!" She was all, "Bitch, just get yourself a can of blueberries." Whoa. I had not thought of that, but it's brilliant. A CAN OF BLUEBERRIES. It's not organic, and it's kind of decidedly lowbrow, but you know? It's brilliant. I topped it with some Hershey's chocolate syrup, which PETA says is vegan, but vegans fight about whether or not it actually is vegan 100% of the time (something about diglycerides being sometimes plant-sourced and sometimes animal-sourced). Christ. I don't know. Truth be told, I'm not looking like this
Seeing as how Sharon Needles is a true local, I got to meet her the night after she won at Brillo Box, a bar that I walk to from my apartment. Here we are together, looking like $100K.
|Funniest shirt ever, right?|