5.31.2016

You know I'm grumpy when I start rejecting puns

It's the last day of the most dietarily freewheeling month in recent memory, which means that obviously we are all just scavenging for piles of refined sugar at this point.





Also a shaker full of rainbow sprinkles, because why not, if you're going to hit bottom really hit bottom, you know?


And I swear I did start to investigate some recipes for the coming *shudders* season, but the Rachael Ray pun offensive was too much to deal with first thing in the morning and I think I'm just going to go lie back down for a while.



I can't explain why this picture bothers me so much, but I can't stop looking at it angrily

I can explain exactly why this picture bothers me so much, and it is thusly: LOL ARROW


Anyway, I know you're impressed that I managed to put a negative spin on content that was entirely about frosting and dumb jokes, but I swear am going to try to pull it together, moodwise. If anyone has any summery album recommendations, particularly interesting Game of Thrones fan theories, or general Beef and Dairy references, go ahead and send those my way, thanks guys.

5.27.2016

Also, most of my beef intake is in podcast form

Nobody panic, but I did find it within myself to cook a thing this week. And not just any thing! If you travel in the same internet circles as I do, you will know that Korean Beef is the thing, the very very hottest thing. Your children will love it! Your spouse will find you more attractive! The leftovers will inspire fisticuffs amongst loved ones!





I have to admit that my feeling going in was "hey internet, why are you trying to feed me sugarmeats" because 1/4 to 1/2 cup of brown sugar for one pound of beef seems like a lot. And just to be clear, I probably ate 17 pieces of taffy while I was preparing this dish, so I'm not judging anyone's sugar intake. I just don't really like it in my meats.

Anyway, it's not as bad as that Buzzfeed candyfish I made last month, but it was still a liiiiiiiitle on the sweet side for my taste as written. I think it's a useful idea in general, I would just cut the brown sugar down to a tablespoon or so. Teaspoon maybe? Eat the rest right out of a bowl after dinner.

Child approval rating: her thumbs say "two thumbs mostly up" but her eyes say *Morse code distress signal*






Based on her end of year preschool program, I think Ivy is pretty excited that we are zoned for the performing arts elementary school.




5.24.2016

The very shiniest

As you know, I no longer cook provisions for myself or my family, I merely change the temperature of various items from Trader Joe's BUT I am strongly considering getting back in the game, as evidenced by my setting these down on a surface where I am forced to confront them directly:





Although it may actually turn into some hardcore investigative journalism re: are these two magazines actually exactly the same magazine or what:


By which I mean thirty seconds of googling publishers and then getting distracted by my Bachelorette fantasy league

Both issues are pretty promising in their own way.



If Martha says it's cool stuff for cool dads, I am IN


Plus Rachael has this...word salad situation here


Anyway, I again find myself with nothing nice to say about the age of four, so I will instead pay tribute to the age of six, which has gone very well so far. It's pretty great to have a kid who can competently and enthusiastically engage with a pen pal:





...and give her PowerPoint presentation on crystals the absolute best title of a presentation on record:




But still put her pants on backwards with amusing frequency:




...and apparently believe that my middle name is Domino.








5.20.2016

Which is not to say that I'm not still a little afraid

I reallllllllly tried not to do anything productive this week, but I still got to eat cake for breakfast at least once:




And I have also gathered one anecdote per child, in order to meet my minimum annual legal requirement as a blogger with progeny.


Me: (does a perfectly proficient job of parallel parking the car, thank you)

Anna: Mom, that took you a really long time. Are you sure you did okay on that driving test? With the trash cans?





Ivy: (holding pretend telephone) Mom, I'm talking to my ghost friend. He couldn't come last night, but he's coming now.

Me: What's your friend's name? (Braces for most horrifyingly real-sounding demon name ever because I have been listening to a lot of scary podcasts and with Ivy nothing seems out of the realm of possibility)

Ivy: His name is....mmm...Ghosty.


5.17.2016

It's my birthday and I clearly feel even less need to entertain you than usual

It continues to be Make What I Wanna Make Month and, inspired by last week's soufflé realization, I determined that what I wanted to make this week was a wholly irresponsible, no-holds-barred trip to Trader Joe's.



Shop like there's nobody watching


Hey! I'm 36 now! Look:



Just count the rings under my eyes


Yesterday Anna got her first library card while kindly uncle Nathan Fillion looked on in the background.



LOL why would the captain of the Firefly care that much about readin--what's that? A whole other series? Huh, okay.


Anyway, it looks like Anna got started celebrating without me, so I'd better go.




5.13.2016

It's the greatest show that was ever afloat

In the early, heady days of Make What I Wanna Make Month, I mistook "what I wanna eat" for "what I wanna make." Obviously, at 4:30 on a weekday, the only thing I really wanna make is a phone call for pizza delivery (haha, just kidding, an internet order for pizza delivery). Which is how I ended up with ingredients for cheese soufflé sitting in my fridge for two weeks.


Did NOT wanna make it



For sure for sure wanted to eat it


Here's what I actually did wanna make this week: my way down to Barley Swine for a fancy month of SSFLA.



Always start a meal with strawberries when possible

This is genuinely one of the best salads I have ever eaten

That puddle is CHEEEEEEEESE

That tube is BONE MARROOOOOOOOW

Duck, egg, etc.

Mt. Fried Chicken

So anyway, that list above is maybe the largest collection of good decisions you'll even see from me in one place.


GUYS if you ever find yourselves on a glass bottom boat I highly recommend Anna as a tour guide.






5.10.2016

My meal plan for the next week is just "croissants with frosting"

Whaaaaaat did I wanna make this weekend? A burger from my Bob's Burgers cookbook! Specifically, the "Edward James Olive-Most Burger," which is stuffed with feta and covered in tapenade and very good, two thumbs up.





Child approval rating: one "good," one "it's as though you have brought home a puppy and then murdered it in front of me" (not pictured).







On Mother's Day Dan proved that he knows what I like and what I like is sugar and Lin-Manuel Miranda.




*greatjob*


And in case you were not appropriately impressed/concerned about my well-being re: the basket of pastries, here's some scale on that sugar mountain:



Both sublime and terrifying

5.06.2016

Just a number

I'm still getting warmed up with this Make What I Wanna Make month--turns out what I wanna make right now is "not much, frankly." Snuck some chalupas in there, though.


Listen, I'm not making a taco bowl joke, why don't YOU make a taco bowl joke you lazy bums


So what was I busy with if not fulfilling my sacred duty as "person who combines different food-pieces onto a plate and then beatifically endures a barrage of whining about said food-pieces"? Well, I went to a concert, dyed (bits of) my hair blue, did some Snapchat bumbling, and went to sling candles on the East Side. At a BAR. On a WEEKNIGHT. That's right, everyone...I lived my life as a millennial for three solid days and I lived to tell the tale, but juuuuuuuuuust barely.

Seriously though, I discovered via Facebook yesterday that I am NOT a generation-less monster trapped between X-ers and millennials, but rather a member of the Oregon Trail Generation, which is honestly terrific news that I wanted to share here, where you all are trapped and forced to read about the things I personally find interesting and are generally too polite to aggressively explain why I am wrong to find them interesting. *gives FB some side eye*

Anyway, everyone have a great weekend and may none of your snack foods betray your true calendar age.




5.03.2016

Oh, there will also be Bob's burgers

Hellooooooo gentlefolk and welcome to the much-anticipated, second annual It's My Birthday Month And I'll Make What I Wanna Make May! I wanted to make soup! So I did that!



Huge pile of vegetables + butter + wine = really flipping great job, French people


Anyway, everything for the rest of the month is in the "nachos" category, pretty much.


We spent the weekend chick-sitting Anna's class...uh, tub o' birds. I am happy to report that we brought six living chicks home and returned six living chicks to school Monday morning although I spent a lot of time worrying that would not be the case. I credit Anna's avian-maternal instincts.



Seen here quietly reading to them from the Bob's Burgers Cookbook


We also began the slow process of acceptance that lo, the Infernal Season has begun.



Hello summer, my old friend