Daily Archives: March 7, 2010

Oscar Night

Posted on March 7, 2010 | Leave a comment

Tonight Jim and I are having my (still to be made) homemade pizza and watching at least part of the Academy Awards. One year, recently, I had two girlfriends over to our mainly open loft and we (totally out of character) reviewed the red carpet and event while Jim slept a few feet away. I miss you, gals!

Jim’ll go to sleep again tonight but perhaps he’ll set me up with headphones. Yesterday I finished reading Crazy Heart, and am glad I saw the film first. It’s interesting that we lived a few blocks from where the fictitious Bad Blake lived in Houston, and his recollection of the skyline is fresh in my mind as if we were still there. Also the tunnels, the fictional Blake should have talked to me because I hate those things. I don’t care if they’re air-conditioned, even if it’s 100 degrees I walk above the surface because I know the restaurant is on the corner of Dallas and Fannin or wherever.

Best of luck to everyone tonight, especially Jeff Bridges. Cheers, Dee

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Pancakes

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Jim asked for a different breakfast today, something I’ve only tried a couple of times in my life and have not been successful at execution.

He wanted pancakes. That’s fine. We need to use up the last of our Grade A dark amber maple syrup we picked up in VT and transported to TX then here. I put my game face on and made the most of it, but used a mix.

In the past, when I was a kid my dad would make us pancakes for Sunday breakfast. I didn’t know if I didn’t like them for their sweetness (give me a savory frittata or omelet any day) or now I figure that it’s because I didn’t like the two strips of bacon or sausages to get syrup on them. Also, we weren’t using pure maple syrup.

So, dad started making me one “crepe” but he didn’t thin the batter. He just took one big pancake, spread strawberry jam on it, rolled it up and put a bit of powdered sugar on top and I was brought back to the Adirondacks and the German musicians in the hills and my first real crepe.

To the present, on Friday I received my weekly order from a local organic producer who brings milk (in glass bottles), juices, breads, applewood smoked bacon and maple sausage. I usually cook up the pound of maple sausage one day then refrigerate the rest to quickly microwave for a couple of days. I cooked it up this morning.

Then I used some of the fat from the maple sausage to make pancakes. I waited until the bubbles burst to flip them and they were gorgeous, tasty thick cakes only made better by the sausages and pure Vermont maple syrup. I intend to change up breakfast a bit, keep things fresh. Thanks, Dad. Cheers! Dee

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