Thursday, March 18, 2010

what I love most about rivers is you can't step in the same river twice

Yesterday when I gave blood the girl stuck the needle into my arm and totally missed my vein. So she started poking the needle hither and yon inside my arm, and I could see it moving around under my skin while she searched for my vein. It was pretty grody. But then she won and I filled the bag in about five minutes, so there. I drank a bottle of water before I donated, and I think it made a difference. The lady behind me almost passed out, and she hadn't even given enough blood that they could use it. They didn't compare her unfavorably to me, at least out loud, but I bet they were thinking it.

Here is the salad we ate for dinner yesterday:
It looks like bridal shower food (my fault), and up until and including yesterday, if I had been served it at a bridal shower I would have groaned and made disparaging remarks. But I'm determined to learn to like beets, and I had apples and dill and shallots, so there you go. It actually wasn't terrible. I was able to eat my entire helping without gagging once (it's a beet thing). Some people might even really like it. Roasted beets, tart apples, celery, shallots, dill, sweet mustard, olive oil, balsamic and cider vinegar, salt and pepper. The recipe I used came from the clever and much fancier than me people at Choosy Beggars. They're good with food.

Adventures in bread, most of which include eggs, because of the chickens:

challah with two egg washes

baguette--the non-epigastric hernia one

challah with one egg wash

I know challah is old news and everything, and you're like, "Yes, Layne, you make challah sometimes. So what?" But it's so pretty that I can't help but take pictures of it! It's one of those things that are disproportionately impressive for the amount of work you do. Plus--six strands? It's the kewlest! It looks like a caterpillar, and if there's anything I love more than imagining I'm eating larvae, I don't want to know about it.

In closing, remember that part in The Lion King where Simba and Nala are reunited, and during Can You Feel the Love Tonight, there's this part where they're rolling around in the grass and looking at each other with mating eyes, but they're face to face? Whatever. I've seen cats, and that's not how they do it. Hollywood is so out of touch.


Jill said...

I love the look of that bread! It's beautiful and looks so good. I also love that I get such a cornucopia of tidbits when I visit your blog. First I'm reading about twisted bread, then before I know it BAMMMO...mating cats. Gotta love it.

PS Annie is ALL a flutter about making some cash on her art. Consider that elephant sold. Also, her art teacher quoted you $200 for an original set of drawn livestock bones for you wall. He said that was the framed price, so you would get it cheaper if you framed it yourself.

Layne said...

Whoa. Can I pick any livestock animal? Even a goat?

All8 said...

Your Challah is beautiful! Ugh on beets, just give up, they taste like dirt and I'm pretty sure that your momma told you Not to eat dirt. {{{shudder}}} Get anemia, never give blood again. That'll do ya'!

Melissa Cunningham said...

Great post! Loved it. Love your humor.

Jill said...

I assume you can choose a goat. I will ask if you want me too. :-)

Amy said...

Wow that is some fine looking challah. When, I was a young silly girl living in Jerusalem, I half heartedly showed up at a class on how to make challah. I was thinking, "Yeah, right. Like I'm ever going to be an old lady sitting home baking my own bread!" Now, I wish I'd paid attention. Silly, silly, young girl. You seem to know what you are doing. And, I like looking at the pictures of your bread.