It's been a long couple of weeks.
Weeks that have caused me to realize some rather profound observations about myself and the world around me.
1) Carrots and almond butter are an acceptable dinner plan. The same is true for cheese and crackers.
2) No matter how tired I am, it is NOT OKAY to drink that last inch of wine straight from the bottle. It must first go in a glass.
3) However, if I am the only one at home for a week, it is marginally okay to eat cottage cheese straight from the container (marginally). The same applies to pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream (somewhat more acceptable).
4) There are few things I enjoy more than a plate of my dad's pancakes when I am worn out. Bacon and applesauce optional.
5) Whether she's 14, 40 or beyond, a girl is never too old to need her mommy.
6) I have a very low tolerance for ignorant people.
7) My tolerance for cold weather is proportional to the amount of dried salt on my car. The longer I have to look at a dirty car, the lower my tolerance. I may have to risk frozen car doors if it doesn't get warmer soon.
8) I would rather be cold and deal with snow and ice than endure any of the following with regularity: excessive bouts of heat, droughts, hurricanes or tornadoes.
9) I am utterly incapable of following directions. (Okay, so that's not a new one - I just figured I'd throw that one in as a segue).
10) I will probably never be mature enough to giggle when certain words come up. Sorry/ not sorry.
11) Choux dough doesn't scare me any more.
12) I may be able to pass up that bowl of chocolate mousse without a second glance, but if you put a bowl of orange curd anywhere within 50 feet of me and I will be drawn to it. Like moths to a flame, people. Moths to a flame.
This week's French Fridays with Dorie recipe gave me a solid platform for putting items 10), 11) & 12) into practice.
Here's how it went down:
1) Pipe out a big ring of choux dough onto a baking sheet and bake it off. (There was much discussion about this process, tips and tip-size. Apparently, size does matter). (I added cardamom to my choux dough. Because.)
2) Make pastry cream. (I made an orange curd. I couldn't bear the thought of adding to my egg-white collection in the refrigerator. A couple of pages over from the pastry cream recipe in AMFT is an lemon curd recipe that uses whole eggs. Of course, I made the lemon curd with orange juice. Because that is what one does, right?)
3) Awkwardly slice the baked choux ring. Fill it with orange curd (or pastry cream if you are follwing the directions) and powder-sugar the heck out of it so that no one will see how goofy your piped rings look (or that you forgot to add the almonds...).
4) Serve. Enjoy.
On the book front: I finally finished reading And the Mountains Echoed (Khaled Hosseini) - excellent book but a little confusing with all the back and forth between different times and sets of characters. I get what the author was trying to do, but it needed some work. I just started diving into Holly Tucker's Blood Work: A Tale of Medicine and Murder in the Scientific Revolution. The nerd in me is liking this one already.
There's some buzz about some kind of football game or something going on this weekend. If you are into it, good luck with all that. All I know is that it going to interfere with my Downton Abbey fix. That. Is not okay...
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie.