It's just that way, ok?

When I asked about his choice of chat font, he just told me it was the default one.
Yeah, right Dad.
Purple that fades to pink.. I don't even.

Also the topics of conversation usually run along the same lines as above.

The Avril diet

Todays intake, minus the calorie count or the nutritional value.
They aren't so much needed.

Rosemary White Bread with Spinach Dip

Lime Slushie

Two Scoops of IceCream (One choclate bits in off White icecream, Other must have been Bumbblegum, with bits of bubble gum? very weird-not so great)

Red Velvet Cupcake

Rosemary Bread with Dip

[the end]

I'm no Cook, but sometimes I make myself a Sandwich.

Ham Sandwich, spinach, tomato

Hummus, Old cheddar, Sausage and cherry tomatoes from Maman's garden on pita.

This does not look impressive in the least, but it was good! Tomato (I see a pattern here..), mayo, and black beans-o .
Either way, the foreground definitely beats the dinner of the night before, which we can see in the background

how's it going?

Well that was a fairly trying shift. One of the long ones, with my coworker leaving 2 hrs in, due to the flu. But being on my own kept me busy and I had no room for sulking and feeling all lost and overwhelmed with life. So in the end it gave me a bit of a break!

Looking for a new place to call home. Working on landing a pretty nice (but tiny) apt this weekend. Lets hope it work s out :)

Its about the third time a customer at work asks if it is my boutique. Do I look like a young owner? That's pretty rad. I should just start answering "Yes" to people.

I haven't got much more news I'm afraid. I lead a mundayne-leaning-on-boring life presentement.

Had breakfast last Friday with the peeps from work. Those lovely ladies. French toast and fruit, can't go wrong with that. Perhapsies one day morning, I will make french toast for you. Why you would be over at such a time is at your discretion, and we can discuss the matter later if you would like.

The apartment has an Island counter. pretty nice pretty nice (don't get your hopes up, don't get your hopes up Avril)

Eat yo' Feelin's

Buckwheat noodles is my comfort food tonight.
what is yours?

Anna thinks it's pretty beautiful

Remember that butterfly from the store? He was hanging out at the Korean restaurant some friends and I went to for lunch.
Yes, it was the same one. Most probably. peut-etre bien.

Fine. It was a different Monarch.
Oh well, friends in numbers :)

side note: The 해물파전 tasted quite woody. At first I thought I was just eating the chopsticks.

Too lazy to write.

[Potage]

Peas, Carrots/Navet (whats that in English?), Potatoes, Leeks

Onion

[Apple Sauce]

Yesterday Morning was Apple Sauce making Day. A Roomie of mine had been in the kitchen frying up pancakes previous to my awakening, and the lovely aromas persuaded me to finally get around to the bag of apples in the pantry. Pulled out a bunch of ingredients and tools. Sorta eyeballing quantities and guessing appropriate materials and cooking procedures.

Basically I winged it.

-Mc Intosh apples (8)
-Water (about an Inch it the bottom of the pot)
-Sugar (the apples were sweet enough)
-Cinnamon (teaspoon)
-Vanilla (a splash of)








I didn't peel them after all. I mean, why strip away nutrients? Seems silly and careless. Plus would take time, and end up a waste (we haven't got composting here).





Armed with my "Ravenous" apron and my French Cafe music, the washing and chopping began.

Into the pot.. Simmering..







20 minutes plus tard..







Et voila!













and little jar for my lunch~





Listening to:

Not-So-great-things come in pairs

I shouldn't say pairs, as there are a whole buncha little things. Good and bad.

Good news; The money I thought was missing from the end of day cash, was actually there all along. Bad news; I had recounted about 3 times, calculated things over, for a good half hour, and still thought there was cash missing. My brain isn't what it used to be.

Bad news; I've lost my Mp3 player. I didn't even have it for all that long, but I do miss it terribly. Ive grown accustom to having it by my side, chillin' in my ear playing or not. And running ain't the same without it. I can now hear myself, breathing and what not. It's weird. Also running related,

Bad news: My left Hamstring. What are you doing?! My knee is all better but now you? *sigh*

The first part of work shift today went speedy, as time seems to advance rapidly when one is in good company. Can't say the same about the last 2 hrs on my lonesome. I just sat there and drooled over This. Which finally brings me to,

Bad news; I have found a jar of Nutella.
I am so screwed you have no idea. The spoon has already dived in. And self control seems to be eagerly trying to make an escape out the door.

Tremblant weekend

Mont-Tremblant weekend. T'was fun.The weather was not at it's best but sufficed for strolls along the mini village paths. And the sun did make an apperance, and the bed was cozy. Ate lots of yummy food aswell.
Sorry, I don't seem to have the writing bug at the moment, so I'll leave it at that.

We did have a visitor stop by, originality gone awol, we named him Alvin.



Crossed tracks with a Five year old boy atop his fathers shoulders, glaring down, as I was wearing the same jacket as he.

Oh yes, the foood..!

no matter how much I calculate

the amount of spinach I cook, it always reduces to such a tiny amount!
oh well.

And this next sentence will probably make me sound like a, um, I don't know, a lame weirdo.  I got some colourful undergarments (undergarments? who says that? 1850s much?) just the other day. And since it is not deemed socially acceptable to run around showing your colourful patterned bra proudly to everyone you encounter on the street, I opted to wear a semi opaque top. That was my compromise.

Brass

Someone keeps trashing my room I tell you! or, ok, actually, I'm just not very tidy and I tend to throw my clothes across the floor when I search for something to wear.

Told myself I'd try and wear dresses this summer, so here is my effort:

..annnnd I also had dumplings.

[eat] apple pie minis

[eat] Spanakopitas

I rummaged through my fridge and pantry to no avail. Nothing interesting. result: made Spanakopitas. (Automatic spell check wanted me to change that to "Spanking". we'll save that for another post.. (kidding)).

First I had to use my (none existent) muscles to squeeze the water outta that Spinach. Chop up some parsley, mix with Feta, and throw in the garlic and sweated onions. ("sweating" refers to heating them in a pan until they become translucent, but not until golden).


Phyllo pastry comes in sheets. Layered about three of those (paper,egg wash,paper,egg wash, paper), and with a spoon scoop of filling, folded them up on themselves.

could have made a stop motion out of the last sequence of pictures

Out of the oven all yummy.



I think they turned out rather well.
And yet it didn't satiate me. greeeat. Now I have to figure out what I was craving, if it wasn't spinach and cheese and flaky envelopes.

[Weekend] your friday vs. my friday

What I imagine Your past Friday looked like:




What My past Friday consisted of:

Hell yeah, Finding Nemo



& smothies

[eat] Choco-Volcano