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a little bit of ugh.

In food, word of the day on 20.06.2010 at 12:43

when you wake up unresolved (i.e. running is totally NOT going to happen this morning, no matter what kind of alarm was set), but fully rested, there is almost nothing better than going downstairs to turn on mr. keurig and finding delicious breakfast treats that you just did not notice the day before.  eligible contestants for this phenomenon include: a) freshly made/ discovered from magic freezer land muffins (blueberry, chocolate chip), b) pancakes or waffles, c) assembled fruit salad, d) some sort of breakfast casserole, e) exciting bread/ pastry/ carbalicious item.

today it was happily e) exciting great harvest bread.  i do hope i was meant to consume some, because if i could be on a call-list for great harvest…

GH: Katie?  This is Great Harvest, Green Hills

K: Good to hear from you, what’s the status?

GH: 3 loaves of Cinnamon Awesomeness Loaf.  $3 for all.

K: Already there, don’t you see me outside?

If only.  Also, if only carbs actually made life better for longer than 10 minutes.  I hope I don’t develop dependency on food.  Keep an eye on me friends.  A close one.

On a different note, if you speak French (and not just say you speak French because you know Spanish and hey! it can’t be that different!) please converse with me.  I most definitely will not get a job if I cannot communicate in French that: ‘this is a vintage wedding dress of the owner’s from the 60’s – do you see how it has held up over time?’.  LAME.

ceci est une robe de noces des années soixante de la femme qui habitait ici – vois-tu comme elle resistait aux éléments?


holiday food. yes this is totally not related to french.

In food, Uncategorized, word of the day on 16.12.2009 at 23:17

very first is an all-day extravaganza with laura, my only friend.  i won’t taunt you with all the pictures, because they’ve all been eaten.  all you need is this.  a cookie cake.  decorated by the very best.

let’s continue with a cooking extravaganza at the larsons’.  my camera was not out for the majority but i managed to capture potatoes and candy.  so i think all is not lost.

Potatoes all in a row

Then of course came the chocolate fudge, the peanut butter chocolate pecan fudge, the oreo truffles, the haystacks, the white chocolate m&m deliciousness, and i can’t remember all that we dipped in chocolate.

HAY stacks! woot

pretzels! i'm in the mood for christmas!

oreo truffles. "come! eat me! i'm GOOD for you!"

I know you wish you were there, because we forced a plate of everything on everyone who was there.  INCLUDING me.  (merci à dieu)  soon thereafter, thanksgiving day came and dorsey and i found ourselves responsible for only one dessert instead of 5.  Thankful, we made the best pie that Laura ever made :).  Caramel apple pie!  Because why have apples without caramel?  (This is a question I find myself asking a lot now.)

luscious pie

I think we best leave it at that.  It is not all of the pictures, nor all of the food that was so deliciously prepared.  However, it is a taste of what you would experience if you were ACTUALLY there.  And then you wouldn’t need to check this blog every once in a blue moon.  (A phrase which is apparently under debate, when is a blue moon everyone?  Inquiring minds want to know.)

And okay, I learned épousseter today.  But really it is much too boring of a word to burden you with its meaning.

thank you guadeloupe.

In word of the day on 09.06.2009 at 23:10

i love bookman.  and pancakes.  and when people come visit me and let me sit and read french.

akwaba = bienvenue = welcome.

there’s a little creole for you, and i hope you enjoy.

also, la case = la maison, in guadeloupian french.  more to come from a new maryse condé novel that i found. (and that i read critiques of last year, around the time of F.S.)

if you’re reading this and you know who F.S. is, give yourself a pat on the back.  and a cookie.

don’t blame me because i’m beautiful.

In word of the day on 02.05.2009 at 05:17

or not.

i just have been REALLY busy okay!  and i suppose this post can qualify as a ‘let’s learn french’ post, but just don’t read it aloud to your kids if you’re not a hippie.  first of all let’s set the stage…

today.  it rained.  it started raining as i went to work – although it rained throughout the night, through my open bathroom window into my foreign language assessment book.  yes into it.  it kept raining at work and i lost count of how many times a thunderstorm started. literally. it was raining as i went home.  it rained when i went to home depot.  it rained on me as i picked out herbs.  then it rained some more when i brought them to the car and parallel parked LIKE A FOOL. how i hate depth perception.

it’s still raining. it’s never going to stop.

so that brings you to a place where you NEED TO KNOW how to say shrooms in the français.  

les champs (n) m hallucinogenic mushrooms, i.e. YO Il a mangé des champs…!


tell your friends and then use it in a sentence if anyone ever asks you how to say something in french.  then tell them it means i love you mom.


i learned dirty french words

In hello, Uncategorized, word of the day on 23.03.2009 at 03:03

but i’m not going to post them here.  you’ll just have to coax them out of me… in person.  like a real friend.

i did learn the word for dandelion : un pissenlit.


more importantly i think everyone needs to know about the relevance of the vienna boys choir.  they not only sing in uzbek, bulgarian, german (duh), french, italian, english (with adorable accents), etc. etc. etc., they even dance in leiderhosen all while i clap my little heart out.  but does that make them relevant?  i hear you ask.  well, no, it doesn’t.  but singing my fair lady in german sure does.  and singing rent and ABBA really surely does.  in fact, if anybody is out there that disputes this – then go see them, and if you a) don’t cry during the korean love song and b) don’t adore little austrian boys trying to put some soul into seasons of love, then GO HOME and never speak to me again.

thank you.

le yoga

In obsessions, word of the day on 09.01.2009 at 01:49

oddly enough – french is easy!


yoga = le yoga.

asana = l’asana

water = l’eau

what you do after = prendre une sieste.


voilà!  le français est tout facile!

evidemment, i thought of this because i found a new yoga studio!  it doesn’t hold quite the same magic as my old new orleans (i heart you wild lotus) studio.  but, let’s face it, sean is not here, he is in nola.  just wait til you see my new shapely arms!  in like 2 months of course.  so be patient – and someone think of a good reason for sean to move from new orleans!!!

J’ai un polichinelle dans le tiroir???

In word of the day on 26.11.2008 at 16:31


Moi?  une polichinelle?  dans mon tiroir? MAIS NON!

Moi? une polichinelle? dans mon tiroir? MAIS NON!

Non!  Ce n’est pas vrai.  Merci à Dieu.  Mais mon amie Becky a un polichinelle dans le tiroir, en fait – elle est enceinte jusqu’aux dents.  Son futur fils s’appelle Eli et il veut vraiment sortir de sa maman!


Donc: être enceinte jusqu’aux dents = to be pregnant to the teeth!!

Oh mon Dieu!!