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Way in which I chickened out: opted for gin over aquavit. My concern was probably unfounded, as this fish tastes entirely of salt. (That was a recommendation, by the way.) |
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BA#13: "Caprese" salad with peaches, burrata, and tarragon. Ingredient I have definitely heard of but still couldn't find anywhere: fresh tarragon. Thing I used instead: dried tarragon. Ingredient that made that trip to the third store of the day worthwhile: burrata, which is cheese soaked in cream, surrounded by more cheese. VERY GOOD, ITALY. NICELY DONE. |
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BA#16: "Caprese" salad with melon, scamorza, and mint. Ingredient I had never heard of and also could not find anywhere: scamorza. Thing I used instead: mozzarella. Thing I should have used instead: burrata, always. |
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Way in which I managed to make it worse, somehow: friendly wave. |
Hey, SPEAKING OF! Yesterday, Anna turned this many:
She requested solar system cupcakes.
I didn't really think to change out the red tablecloth, causing our universe to take on a very unsettling atmosphere.
Probably didn't help that the black frosting made the children look like plague victims.
Or at least
Robert Smith fans.