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What life is like at our house:
I have this refrigerator magnet of Lilith, that I really loved. I got it from one of those hippy catalogs you get in the mail sometimes, Northern Sun if I'm not mistaken. A week ago, H dropped it and it broke in several pieces. Of course, I was bummed.
Since then, 2 plastic chip clips (different ones I bought at different times) have fallen apart in my hand during routine use. I wondered vaguely if the plastic gods were mad at me, even though there are no plastic gods. Last night, my salt & pepper grinder did the same thing. It made a little crunch and then fell apart in my hand. I'm so bummed, that was a gift from H I've had over 5 years. Then again, five years is pretty good for something you use every single day. Now if I want pepper (I do keep ground salt in the house as well as the rock) I have to bust out a mortar and pestle...which is a lot of work just for pepper on my scrambled eggs.
H wanted waffles, so I told him we needed some buttermilk. I mean, how the hell else do you make waffles? He brought home a half gallon. A half gallon. I have no idea what else to do with all this buttermilk and am totally open to suggestions. I bet there's a bread I could make with it if I can find a good recipe.
Our bathtub was backed up today with some kind of gunk. It messed up our toilet as well, maintenance was giving me shit about coming out. I told them they could wait until tomorrow if they'd rather fix my toilet on Xmas eve. He's on his way right now.
Also, I blame Stephen Colbert for my newfound love of The Decemberists.
Since then, 2 plastic chip clips (different ones I bought at different times) have fallen apart in my hand during routine use. I wondered vaguely if the plastic gods were mad at me, even though there are no plastic gods. Last night, my salt & pepper grinder did the same thing. It made a little crunch and then fell apart in my hand. I'm so bummed, that was a gift from H I've had over 5 years. Then again, five years is pretty good for something you use every single day. Now if I want pepper (I do keep ground salt in the house as well as the rock) I have to bust out a mortar and pestle...which is a lot of work just for pepper on my scrambled eggs.
H wanted waffles, so I told him we needed some buttermilk. I mean, how the hell else do you make waffles? He brought home a half gallon. A half gallon. I have no idea what else to do with all this buttermilk and am totally open to suggestions. I bet there's a bread I could make with it if I can find a good recipe.
Our bathtub was backed up today with some kind of gunk. It messed up our toilet as well, maintenance was giving me shit about coming out. I told them they could wait until tomorrow if they'd rather fix my toilet on Xmas eve. He's on his way right now.
Also, I blame Stephen Colbert for my newfound love of The Decemberists.
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To show you my concern and care, I will suggest that you make Buttermilk Biscuits that could go with Biscuits and Gravy or whatever...
May your days brighten or at least empty of shit breaking!
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I'm sure this breakage can only consume me for so long, then things will get back to normal. As long as the computer works, I'm reasonably happy. ;-]
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I'm delighted to hear that the rascally senor Colbert has made another Decemberists fan. Picaresque is my prohibative favorite, but the band is just so good.
I-Tunes tells me that my favorites are:
We Both Go Down Together
The Sporting Life
Billy Liar
16 Military Wives
The Mariner's Revenge Song
And Eli the Barrow Boy.
Let me know which you are most enjoying.
And as for the Plastic Gods... you have NO idea. Ever since they were summoned by repeated viewings of The Graduate they're everywhere.
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I am mainly listening to:
Oceanside
Here I thought I was an Architect
Clementine
and that song about California
They kind of remind me of Syd Barret sometimes.
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And poor dear Syd died this year, so it's fitting here as the year turns that you've found someone to help fill in.
A very happy holidays to you and your man. I'll be having a holiday contest a little later. Watch my LJ for details.
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They are good, I'm not sure how I forgot that.
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Blasphemy!
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I'll undoubtedly be smoted now.
Smited? Smoten?
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1 cup white cornmeal self-rising (Martha White preferably)
2 tbsp flour self-rising (ditto on the Martha White)
1 cup buttermilk (preferably the non-lowfat variety)
1 egg (I prefer large but medium will do in a pinch)
1/3 stick margarine (or butter...personally I prefer margarine)
1 9" cast iron skillet
Pre-heat oven to 400 degrees or so (you know how your oven works better than I). Combine the cornmeal and flour, add the buttermilk then the egg until well blended. Meanwhile, melt the margarine in the skillet making sure to coat the sides while you're at it. Once melted, combine with the other ingredients then pour back into skillet. (You want this mixture on the thin side. If it's looking too thick after you've added the melted margarine, thin it with a little more buttermilk.) Pop into the oven and bake around 25min or so. Again, much of this will depend on your oven. I give mine the old toothpick test.
If you don't have a cast iron skillet, go buy one. A 9" Lodge skillet already seasoned will only set you back about $10 at Walmart. If absolutely necessary, you can use a cake pan or casserole dish but the taste will suffer because of it.
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Thanks, man.
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They look like so much work.
Plus I don't have enough yeast. ;-[
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Of course, him singing with Barry gave me enough joy to last forever.