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Nov 22, 2011

Fall's Research: Cinnamon, Part I

My 9th semester of college (yup, I'm a four and a half year-er) found me without scholarships, and pretty much working full-time without getting paid: student teaching.  I was ever so fortunate to be able to rent an apartment with my dear friend Masumi, right above the apartment of my dear friend Amber.  That fall semester was aplumb with potlucks and artwork and scrimping together leftover laundry money to take advantage of the Stewart's waffle cone sale.  One night, Amber decided to make pies, pumpkin pies, and I remember them being the best pumpkin pies I had ever tasted... could it be because we were all so poor that those joys seemed more potent?  Or is this really the world's best pie recipe?

For this Thanksgiving, I decided to give it a shot, and test that recipe in another physical and fiscal setting.  Feel free to do the same!  (And let me know what you think!)

{Robert Pattinson was here... hahaha, I crack myself up!}

Come to find out, Amber's recipe came straight off the pumpkin can, and that's how I still have it - a scrap of wrapping from around the tin:

{hmm... it's sideways}

*I do believe real pumpkin is better.  I had no access to that tonight though.
**We do not believe in cloves at my house.  
***Clearly, the P. Chop. put this pumpkin on the shelf.  I'm not endorsing their brand.  In fact, I think I used Hannaford... don't tell.

And in case I haven't mentioned it before, the herb/spice I chose to research and bake/cook with for the autumnal season is: CINNAMON.

Look for more to come.  In the mean time, here's a fun factoid from the Whole Foods Encylopedia:
Cinnamon is the dried inner bark of a tree in the laurel family.  Woot woot for my namesake!!

Nov 16, 2011

Word Wednesday: Wednesday the 15th and the Segue Spectacular

Lately, I have found myself glorying in sitting at stop lights.  Well, as much as you can glory when you feel slightly zombie-like.  I often put a lot on my plate, and though I enjoy it, it does wear me out.  So... the stop lights have been nice.  Just sitting.  I will make it a point to do that more often... not in the car.

I have some pictures that will catch you up a bit on where I've been and what I have been doing.  In order to create some kind of flow between them, I decided I would try to point out the segue (sometimes ridonkulously tangental) between them.  Good luck following my train of thought... it seems it derailed a long time ago (:

Also, in the spirit of Word Wednesday, I was about to use the word "segway" to indicate that idea that connects two other ideas together.  Little did I know, this word does not have two meanings.  "Segway" just means this:

{I have no idea who they are}

while "segue" is the word I was looking for:
[sey-gwey, seg-wey]
verb (used without object)
1. to continue at once with the next musical section or composition (often used as a musical direction).
2. to perform in the manner of the preceding section (used as a musical direction).
3. to make a transition from one thing to another smoothly and without interruption.
4. an uninterrupted transition made between one musical section or composition and another.
5. any smooth, uninterrupted transition from one thing to another.
1850–55; < Italian: (there) follows, 3rd person singular present indicative of seguire Latin sequī to follow.

So, without further ado...

Several weeks ago, I bought a bedside lamp.  I consider it very sexy, as lamps go, but I was also excited about the ability to read in bed before sleeping, since I have been getting back into reading (what happened in college? - reading burn-out? I don't know...).  Thus far, this hasn't happened on a regular basis... but the possibility is there.  Excitement.

{attractive wattage}
Do you see that little sheep on my bedside table?  I LOVE sheep.  Cue sheep festival pictures.

{soft soft sheep wool}

In October, my friend Dylan and I traveled to Rhinebeck, New York to the annual Sheep and Wool Festival.  I was overjoyed: a barn full of soft fluffy wool and baaaaaaaaaaas.  Delightful.  I wanted to hug them all (well, maybe not the biters...)

{sheep, Dylan}

{luscious wool}

We had some interesting food en route to and at the festival.  Apple pie and hot apple cider to benefit the town's historical society (I only say this because the very kind woman reminded me eight times) and... spaghetti and meatballs on a stick!  Had I known this was fried, I probably wouldn't have gotten it.  I was picturing some sort of skewer with some meatballs kabob-ed on there and a LOT of spaghetti wrapped tightly around.  No dice.

{yum and not-so-yum}
Speaking of yum... don't you just love fall colors?  Especially the varied oranges of... pumpkins!!
{my sister, my feet... with pumpkins - the one with the combover became my carving project}
My sister and I traveled to Massachusetts to stay with some college friends of mine, and have a very pumpkin-y weekend.

Their friends' little boy Jacen, who just turned one, got to meet a calf - he's a friendly little fellow.

{cow kisses}

Here's a shot of my winky finished pumpkin:
{all a-glow}

Annnnddd... glow rhymes with snow!  Which we got a lot of right around Halloween!
{snow gnome}

Segue skillz.  Word.

More soon with recipes!

Nov 11, 2011

Make a wish.

11:11am, 11/11/11!

I am such a dork.

Nov 4, 2011

Friday Flowers

This is a retrospective in past Friday Flower posts that were meant to be put up, oh... weeks and weeks ago... regardless, happy Friday to you!

The top two, cat included, belong to my neighbors, for whom I was house- and cat-sitting... the hydrangeas' lively pink and dying brown looked well together...

The morning glory also belongs to said neighbor.  It was raining one morning after cat-duty (sometimes doody... blegh), and I was late to work so I could capture the petals and drops.  I'd venture to say it was worth it.

Two points to whoever can identify the red flowers in the lower right.  Really, two points, as I have no clue...