After coming home last night with a big bruise on my leg and kickboxing under my belt, I saw a big box at the front door. Heavy box. It was my mixer. I ordered it Sunday night and got it by Wednesday. Quick! I cleaned the kitchen to find my baby a counter. I think it’ll need a name. Till then, I am dreaming of things to make with it.
I bought a bag of shelled pistachios last night when I went out with my roomie. Rarely do I get to do things with nuts and I’m not really into shelling a ton of pistachios so I’m itching to make pistachio and chocolate rolls.
Tomorrow marks the 4th anniversary of living with my roommate. Wow. We’re going out to dinner on Saturday, but I think I should bake him something. Usually I’ll make him a blondie or a tres leches cake. Until I can make him a tres leches like the chocolate tres leches from Kogi BBQ, I’ll make something I’ve never made him: white chocolate macadamia nut cookies. I can’t decide on a recipe quite yet though.
Carrot, pineapple, ginger, and macadamia cake
Milk & Honey’s white chocolate and macadamia nut cookies, picked because it comes from a cute website
Love & Olive Oil also featured a white chocolate and macadamia nut cupcake
Another great event, Conor’s coming back into town! He’s been in Australia/New Zealand and I haven’t seen him in awhile. We had a fight once when he was too trashed and I was not too happy with his behaviors. Anyways, he didn’t know what happened and I was too upset to call him back. Adam brought us back together before Conor left for down under.
Conor, Adam, and I are the remaining members of our history family. The history family was so-called cause it was a bunch of us who wrote our thesis together and hung out. Everyday, pretty much, we’d write during the day and go out for food and drinks. It consisted of the two guys and four girls. One is too anal and hates me and the rest of us now for separate reasons. One of the guys put moves on one girl and now she’s crept out. The other guy’s friend hit on the last girl and also, she’s moved on.
How have I managed to stay in contact with the guys? We knew each other separately before the thesis. Conor is from San Diego and we took classes together. We’d go to dinner quite often just the two of us and chat. I’ve known Adam forever now, we have a group of friends in common, and we sometimes hung out for no reason too.
So it was sweet when I got a call from Conor after so long. That he remembered and thought of little old me more than a year later. 🙂 We’re going to relive the old days, which means lots of drinking. I think it’ll be good to hit up places I have yet to go like the Barcade.
I cleaned my car! It took almost 45 minutes, but I got it done. Except for that tiny sliver between the dash and the seats the vacuum won’t reach. It made me glad and happy. Though there are 2 bags in the garage with stuff that used to be in the car: blankets, clothes, etc.
Took the day off working out (spin and step). Instead, I roamed around downtown and had dinner and a drink. Cause I don’t know why, but I got frustrated coming in the door at work.
I went to Cúrate, the new tapas bar. I got gambas al ajillo (sauteed shrimp) and a rebujito (apparently sherry with 7 Up and I NEVER drink soda :(!). Oh well. Eh, it was all okay. Nothing fantastic.
So I baked. Of course I did. Because I needed to test out my cupcakes tonight.
No frosting yet. I’m still having issues with it, but the cupcakes themselves are fantastic. I decided to go with my original idea and only add slivers of fresh pineapple instead of pineapple curd.
The problem is, as they sit there and cool, I get bored. I bought a tub of vegetarian mascarpone cheese the other day and have been itching to make tiramisu since forever. So I went for Dorie Greenspan’s tiramisu. Most other recipes require that I purchase ladyfingers or have complicated recipes for them. This cake is fantastic, beautiful, and light but not really (calorie-wise).
The middle has a layer of mascarpone/whipped frosting with chocolate chunks too. The only problem: not enough espresso syrup to soak the cake though it wouldn’t look so cake-like then, would it?
While I waited for the cake to bake and cool, I made vegan cinnamon rolls. My last attempt at vegan cinnamon rolls was such a success, I tried this recipe. These are truly orgasmic cinnamon rolls, better than the first.
I was satisfied with my night even though I didn’t go workout. I feel bad when the older, bigger ladies can work out so much (two spin classes in a row). Okay, they’re still big and have been working out longer than I have, but how can they have so much energy.
Now that my car is cleaned, I need to lift weights tomorrow.
Jillian Michaels’ “No More Trouble Zones,”
I’ll see you at 7:30AM tomorrow.