I’m starting to be convinced that my roommate…my dearest darlingest roommate whom I could not get through life without…might be a serial killer.
Proof?
I have none.
Except…that I left one of these whoopie pies in the fridge for her. Emailed her twice to let her know that it was there.
(I nag on occasion. But mostly when it comes to forcing desserts on others.)
Maybe giving yourself a double digit mile run for your birthday isn’t exactly something that normal people do.
I’m willing to concede that.
(And now you see why all of the birthday presents I have given over the past three years have been in the form of some sugar/flour/butter/(sometimes)chocolate revelation. Maniacal exercise just isn’t quite as celebratory as I’m inclined to believe.)
If you’re like me and have pomegranate juice constantly taking up residence in your fridge, this stew is perfect for using it up in a healthy delicious way! Check out the recipe and my post over at Marcus Samuelsson’s blog!
For my 25th birthday on Saturday, I decided to let myself live as precariously and recklessly as possible before I had to get all old and mature and sow these wild oats I’ve been harboring.
(Ha. Right.)
At approximately 6:30 PM on Wednesday, February 22nd, exactly one boy entered my apartment.
There was eating, talking, laughing, kissing (unless you’re my mother and/or father, in which case. Definitely not, none, zero, I would NEVER.)
And exactly zero ran out screaming.
I’d call that a success.
Let’s rejoice eat cupcakes.
Here’s what I’m wondering.
When a boy walks into this apartment for the first time, tonight, for dinner…
Will he take one look at the bookshelves lined with 100+ cookbooks (I stopped counting after I hit triple digits), realize he’s dating a hoarder, and run?
Will he inquire as to why not a single plate matches a single other plate? Why one person needs so.many. placemats? Why there is a photography light permanently stationed on the kitchen table? Next to the DSLR? That is filled with not a single picture of a single human but at least sixty pictures of brussels sprouts? Don’t judge. They’re CUTE.
Welcome to Eats Well With Others, where we take a vegetable-and-cupcake laden approach to life (always with a bit of laughter on the side)!
