Well, about that... (French Fridays with Dorie: Quiche Maraichère)

Do you ever wonder what causes you to be interested in one thing but feel totally "meh" about another?

For example, I can watch ice hockey all day long; but five minutes with a football game on is five minutes too long. (I guess football doesn't even rate a "meh".)

Take me to a bookstore and I will be happy to spend the day browsing. Take me to a craft fair and I will spend most of my time there coming up with an exit strategy.

Lemon curd? I'm all yours. Chocolate mousse. Not so much.

It's not that there is anything wrong with any of those things, but somehow I just can't get excited about them. I have a strong case of the "It's not you, it's me..." syndrome going on.



The cake, not the nuns... (French Fridays with Dorie: Visitandine)

Despite the hours upon hours I spent on European history in college (my major was in Middle European history), I had no idea what a Visitandine was going into this week's recipe.

For some reason, I was thinking Swedish visiting cake and kept wondering where the almonds were...

I don't remember this particular order of French nuns making an appearance in any of my classes - although, I did write some pretty rad papers on Savonarola (Italian), Abelard (French) and a few other "misused" theologians from the Middle Ages and the eras shortly thereafter. Heck, I even did a presentation on Dante Alighieri and his circles of hell using overhead projector slides that I had drawn myself (does anyone use those any more?)

Oh, I was just a great big old bundle of fun when I was knee-deep in those 15 page papers. I don't know how my roommate - a communication major - tolerated me during research paper time. The four foot stack of library books was probably a pretty strong indicator that it would be wise to evacuate the premises for several weeks.

This was prior to the advent of the WWW - back when one still had to go to the library to borrow books AND then one had to go through thousands of pages of dusty tomes to find enough material to piece together a reasonable sounding piece about some inane topic.

One PacMan cake...


The road is paved with good intentions (Tuesdays with Dorie BwJ: Potato Lefse)

The road to Tuesdays (with Dorie) is paved with good intentions.

The potatoes were prepped and ready to go for a Sunday afternoon cook off. I had every intention of turning these into a pre-dinner snack. Or something...

And then, life happened.

The girl was inviting guests over. House chores had to be done. Dinner plans had to be changed.

Sunday became Monday. Work happened. Doctor's appointments happened. Sick kids happened. The pot of macaroni & cheese left on the stove with the burner on for many hours happened (by aforementioned sick kid).

At 8:00 PM Monday night, potato lefse finally happened. And promptly went into the freezer to finish happening another day.

Reality isn't very pretty, isn't it?


#stillnotfollowingdirections (French Fridays with Dorie: Vegetable Barley Soup with a Little Taste of India)

I am not sure how I am going to pull myself together enough to write this week's post...

In case you hadn't heard, Gwyneth and her rocker hub Chris Martin are no longer an item.

I know, I know.

Take a moment to digest it all - it took me a couple of days.


Stuff (French Fridays with Dorie: Scallop and Onion Tartes Fines)


Whenever someone asks one of my girls what is going on, the answer is usually "stuff".

When I emptied out the contents of my spare room into my dining room this past week, I realized that I had just signed myself up for the chore of going through a lot of "stuff".