I’m working on moving my blog to wordpress.org and hosting it myself. Of course I’m having slight technical difficulties and I stopped forwarding this domain to crazydeliciousfood.com. What that means for the time being is that the two blogs are a bit different and all posts are going to be put on crazydeliciousfood.com until everything is up and running.
This weekend one of my best friends got married and it was a blast. Lots of drinking, lots of friends in from out of town, a beautiful wedding and lots of sticky buns but, sadly, not of the TWD persuasion. The Inn the wedding was at is known for their sticky buns (see the bottom right corner of the picture) that just happen to be covered with delicious little pecans. After eating far more than I should have this weekend, there was just no way I could stomach making a batch at home. I did make one of Dorie’s delights and I promise to post it tonight, I spent most of the day yesterday uploading wedding pictures to shutterfly and my computer couldn’t handle any more uploads (I woke up this morning and they still weren’t done grrr). So, as soon as I can get my pictures uploaded you’ll see what I made. Are you shaking in your boots with excitement? I know you are.
G and I went to NYC last weekend after my cousins wedding. We were there for a whopping 20 hours but, we did hit a few great random food spots. I’m going to talk about all of them, but I feel that Magnolia deserves it’s own post and it’s not necessarily a good thing.
G has quite the sweet tooth so we bought a broad sampling of more than just the cupcakes, but I of course had to sample the cupcakes. For a bakery whose website labels them as a cupcakery I was really let down by their cupcake selection. They had red velvet, chocolate and with vanilla, chocolate with chocolate, vanilla with vanilla and vanilla with chocolate. Can we get any more basic and boring?
I figured that with that limited of a selection they had to be good. Right? Wrong. As we walked back to our car on Bleeker Street I immediately snapped pics of the cuppys I had hand picked then I tried my vanilla cuppy with chocolate frosting (aka my favorite kind of cuppy). Can we say gross? First off, the chocolate frosting was so sickeningly sweet that I couldn’t even taste the cake. The only thing I knew about the cake was that it felt nasty and gritty (if you can even believe that) in my mouth. I tossed 99% of the frosting and still I could only taste the chocolate. WTF? So I took a bite of just the cake and quickly figured out why they frost them with so much super sweet frosting. They don’t want you to even taste the bland nasty ass cake. That’s right I said it, the cake was foul. It had a horrible texture and it was FLAVORLESS. A quick search online of their recipe explains why. In a regular home batch you only use 1 tsp of vanilla. No wonder I couldn’t taste the vanilla, you need at least 1 tbsp of vanilla for vanilla cupcakes. Geeze is this their first day on the job? The chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting were equally disappointing.
My text msg convo with CB because it still makes me giggle
Me: Um ya magnolia’s cupcakes suck
CB: Haha. Yeah? What’s wrong wit it?
Me: First off chocolate vanilla and red velvet are their only options … boring. (yada yada I tell her what I already told you guys about my cuppy) Worst cuppy I’ve ever tasted. Boxed mix is far superior.
Me: Their pumpkin cheesecake on the other hand is to die for
CB: Boxed mix better? Dang that must mean u really thing it sucked
Me: Oh you have no idea how bad it was.
If you know what a huge anti boxed mix snob I am you would understand that me saying anything was better means it was really bad. On the other hand, their non cuppy baked goods were absolutely delicious!
Their pumpkin cheesecake was … well … perfection in a mini cheesecake. I can’t say one thing bad about it, everything was amazingly perfect. G and I ate that down in no time flat and it definitely made up for the cuppy suckiness.
Their swirl cheesecake wasn’t quite as good and was a little lacking in cheesecakey flavor, but was still good enough to eat.
Their mini flourless chocolate cakes were chocolaty deliciousness. Really rich and chocolaty but, not too sweet.
Mini chocolate pies. These little chocolate pudding pies with a yummy graham cracker crust (a family Thanksgiving fave) were delish. They chocolate pudding was really chocolaty which was perfect! MMmmm good.
So … if you’re going to Magnolia skip the cupcakes and get the pumpkin cheesecake. You won’t be disappointed!
RPS found this article and it seriously gets me all girly and emotional. Obviously, the greatest thing about planning my wedding was marrying my wonderful hubby, but the close second (I think G sometimes wonders if it’s #1) was meeting my Jknotties. I never really got close with the Boston knotties, but the July 2007 Jknotties will seriously be my friends for life. Yes, I know it’s crazy, but you know you all have blogger friends too so be quiet. We come from all over the country, but I’ve managed to meet somewhere between 15 and 20 of them IRL. I saw one at a Red Sox game last week and am going out to dinner with two on my lovely ladies tonight. You beeches are the bomb and I love you like a fat kid loves cake.
I promise I’ll bake this weekend. Poor TWD, DB and CH just weren’t meant to happen this week. Until then, you’re stuck listening to my ramblings.
I’m a creature of habit. The nice and boring kind of creature. I go to the same places every time I go out to eat and I order the same things. My husband complains that of the 100 or so restaurants in our mini city we have been to only three. Of those three, there’s only one that we’ve been to more than once. We go to that one restaurant pretty much all the time. What can I say, I’m addicted to Acapulco’s chicken fajitas. Now, being a bit of a foodie, this is not something I’m exactly proud of, but I know what I like and I know better than to mess with something that’s not broken.
This brings me to lunch today. I typically go two one of two places with the grocery store and Panera tossed in once in a blue moon. It’s either Qdoba for a plain burrito or Quiznos for a Turkey Bacon Guac sub. Quiznos is across the street so I end up there more often than not. I love the people who work there. I feel like they’re almost friends, but not quite. I know about their lives, they know about mine. They know what I order so I can skip the line when it’s massive and I get some of the best discounts you’ve ever seen. Today I wondered over to Quiznos only to find that they shut down. Somehow I missed the memo that it was happening and I’m sad. Sure, there’s another one 5 minutes away, but it’s not the same.
There’s just something about being a “regular” that’s nice. When you walk in you brighten up someones day and they brighten up yours. Even if it’s only for a few brief minutes you get to know these people and appreciate them and no, it’s not just because they cut my bill in half. I play with their new babies, I celebrate their engagements, I update them on the weather. I just like being a regular. It’s like Cheers (the TV show, not the replica bars in Boston) where everyone knows your name. I like that, hell I love it. I want more of it.
So today, I was grumpy when I walked into the other Quiznos. Their service is terrible, the people aren’t friendly and frankly my sub wasn’t nearly as good as it usually is. Oh and did I mention I had to wait in line for 10 minutes and pay full price. Ugh, not my idea of a good time. I don’t want to be their regular, I’m bitter and I don’t like them.
Yes, I’m whining … I want my “regular” status back.
Are you a regular anywhere? What perks do you get?
Note: the first two paragraphs are total rambling mumbo jumbo … the third paragraph is what’s important
This month is seriously kicking my butt. I’m never busy, I don’t like to be, I prefer to make plans at the last minute and I like never needing a calender. This month has been crazy though. Between going away, being sick (which really isn’t enjoyable relaxation time), two bridal showers for weddings I’m in, baking for said bridal showers and what seems like a million other things I’m ready to tap out and take a nap on my desk. Yesterday was my first day off in awhile and I woke up at 11:45 and was back asleep from 2-6pm. I’m still tired.
This weekend I had baking to do for the bridal shower and I kinda sorta don’t have any pictures for you. I was running extremely late because I had tripped, knocked over milk, did some milk surfing, a split and dropped half of the cake I was making for the shower. That meant I needed to bake a second cake, let it cool enough for me to frost it and make the 45 min drive to the shower location in 1.5 hrs … ugh not happening. That second cake didn’t have time to set after I frosted it because I walked out the door 2 seconds later so it went slip sliding all over the place. Somehow, I was able to save it and got tons of compliments on it, but damn I don’t want to do that ever again. And my edible arrangement and trifle they were so damn cute, but I was in such a rush pictures were never taken.
So this brings me to the real reason for my post. At the shower, the bridal party’s gifts were the last to be opened. The group gift was opened, then the gift from me and two of the other BMs was opened. While the second gift I was a part of was being opened the MOH got up and started putting out dessert. Now, I made all of the dessert and there were still last touches that needed to be complete before they were put on the table. Of course I wasn’t going to leave while the gift I bought was being opened and if someone had asked if everything was good to be set out I would have told them what needed to be done. Instead, as soon as my gift is opened I rush over as the MOH is putting out my trifle that still needs it’s top layer of cool whip (I didn’t want the tin foil to smoosh it and it takes 3 seconds). I really don’t want to be adding the top layer while it’s on the table, but I was given no say in how the dish was put out there because someone else took it upon them self to assume and put my goodies out without mentioning it to me first. Then, to make matters worse, my cake that I saved from almost certain death was left on the bottom of the cake carrier when it was put out on the table. Whaaaaaaaaaaaat? I would NEVER put a cake out on the table with that thing underneath it. The big clips around the sides do not belong on a pretty table dammit! My cake had been through enough that day, it did not need to add white trash presentation to the list of it’s problems.
I know CB will agree with me on this one, but what do the rest of you think? Is it super anal retentive that after spending hours and I mean many hours on the things I made that I should want them put out on the table complete and looking pretty?
I made the Hershey’s Perfectly Chocolate Chocolate Cake for a friend’s shower this weekend. People raved about how good it was and I was even asked if it was my super secret amazing recipe. Well, I do love sharing recipes, but sometimes it’s a little more fun to enjoy the ego stroking that’s happening. So, like a complete AW I smiled, nodded my head and let her think it was my very own. Little does she know the recipe is on the back of the Hershey’s Cocoa container. Bahahaha
Yes, that’s right folks I now only have one kitchen appliance (14 cup food processor) left on my list of “every kitchen appliance I could ever want.” Obviously, that list doesn’t include a drool worthy AGA stove, but that’s on a whole different list of large scale appliances for when I get a house in 20 years or so.
Anyway, back to my hand mixer. For awhile I felt like I didn’t need one. I mean I already have a wonderful KA stand mixer that I love and adore, but lately, I’ve been getting frustrated. My KA does a stand up job, but it feels like such a waste to have to use the big guy when I’m mixing something small and basic. I also get really annoyed when I’m making cupcakes because I’ll throw my first batch in and want to get started on the frosting, but NOooooooooooo I still have batter in the bowl and I’m way too lazy to get a new bowl, scoop the batter out, wash the KA bowl … ugh hassle and a half. In the end I say I’ll do it after the cuppys are done, but inevitably I’m “over it” by the time the cuppys are done and they won’t get frosting for another day or so if they ever get it. Now I know my little gripes can be easily solved with a few extra little things, but really, I have too much already and I wanted to keep it to one easy solution.
I thought it would hang out on my list for awhile and eventually I would get around to buying one. It wasn’t like the day I decided I needed a stand mixer and within a few days I had one. Well, today I wanted to take a long lunch because it’s Friday, it’s nice out, and I get Monday off for Marathon Monday so a long weekend is headed my way. I ended up finding my way to Macy’s and figured ehh I’ll go see if there’s anything good. Then I remembered that I had a gift card for $28 and change that expires next month. Yay for wedding registry rewards.
I get in the store and it’s popping. I look at the purses meh nothing good on sale. Then I headed downstairs to look for cooking goodies. Meh, the Martha Stewart stuff is so overpriced for the quality and I just wasn’t feeling any of it. I almost got some random cookbook they had just so I could use my gift card before it expired, but then …. I saw the 7 cup food processor on sale hmm, I wonder if the 14 cup is too? Nope, it’s still more than I came to spend BUT, the hand mixers were on sale for $50 w00t, $50 -$28 + tax = $24 yippity skippity. I snached up the black one (they only had black and white) and now, sitting in my car, waiting for me to get home and start baking is my brand new hand mixer. I’m giddy.
I love kitchen appliances … it’s a severe addiction … I have a problem (that’s the first step right?) … I think I might need meetings
So, my wonderful darling favorite (by default ) husband in the whole wide world just sent me an email with a $25 amazon gift card. Apparently, he helped fix a teeny prob with someones personal computer at work and she wanted to say thanks. Of course, as any good husband would do (I have trained him so well), he’s letting me enjoy the fruits of his labor.
Now, my only problem is figuring out what to get. I think I want a cookbook. But I need suggestions so start suggesting. Non cookbook ideas are also welcome.
It’s had been 2.5 years since my last friend died. When G got a msg from our friend Jen telling him to call because she had bad news I knew what the news was going to be. Matt had died. These calls seem to come at all too predictable of a pace. Since I was in elementary school it feels like ever 2-3 years someone dies and usually, it’s someone young. I hate that I start to worry if I hit the three year mark because I know one of these calls will follow shortly.
Matt was a funny kid, someone you couldn’t help but like. He was sweet, goofy and was always up for a good time. In college G was an RA and our Jr year he got assigned to a freshman dorm. I pretty much lived in his tiny little room and for all intents and purposes I was an RA too. The group of freshman in that dorm were a fantastic bunch. We got along with all of them and spent a lot of time hanging with them. While we don’t see all of them all the time, a few of them were at our wedding, they were all invited to the after party and one was even in our bridal party. Matt was one of our freshman, one of the bunch that we still keep tabs on. He was only 23, about to graduate in a month. I feel honored that I got to know Matt and my thoughts are with his family and friends.