okay, so apparently no one wants to read my crappy blog for jerks. i kind of find this liberating, in a doogie-howser-typing-his-diary-to-no-one (except possibly his creepy friend who climbed in the window every night) kind of way.
last night's episode of neuf zero deux un zero was pretty righteous. it involved the fall-out from donna getting wasted on a couple of glasses of champagne on prom night and getting suspended from school. brandon rallied the students of west beverly high to walk out on exams and protest. the best part was the corollary that was drawn between brandon's stand (on the rights of donna to be a privileged wasted slutco), and the student protests against the vietnam war in the 60s (!!!!!) it was, in the parlance of our times, teh awesome!
tonight's dinner was very fatty, and consequently, very tasty. i love fall/winter food because it's the ultimate time to indulge, and the food in general is just comforting, warm, and belly-filling. there's nothing like trudging home when you're cold and wet to find a slow-cooker slowly coaxing the gelatin to break down in a pile of short ribs, or clogging your tender arteries with mounds of pork belly by-products. we had a zucchini and proscuitto carbonara pasta with some thyme and lots of ground black pepper.
i also made some raspberry bars to sell at the architecture cafe. if anyone IS reading this, and wants to taste my wares, i'm selling baked goods at the wee cafe in the architecture, design and landscaping building (on huron street) at u of t. it's my first venture into freelance catering/wholesaling and if i've learned anything, it's that buying your ingredients retail really effs you up. i'm running at a 50% food cost, and that's BEFORE i factor in my labour. but the raspberry bars are, in lil' kim's words, the "ill na na". they also have real, fair trade espresso and a pretty bomb espresso machine in there, if that's your kind of thing.
what it is, yo. what it is.