I truly have no sense of what day it is today. Every day of the last five days has felt like Sunday.
Yule Log
I always wondered about the Yule Log, a four hour television show solely of a log burning in Gracie Mansion. It (usually) plays in New York on Christmas morning. I have wondered about it. I have wondered if it burns down over the four hours. I have wondered if there are events that happen during the four hours: is there a spectacular flare-up at ten minutes into hour two? I have wondered if it is the saddest thing in existence, because who watches TV on Christmas morning? Oh. That would be me since Mom died. At any rate, I did turn on the TV while I waited for Gary to wake up, and what to my wondering eyes did appear but the seasonal classic. “Is TiVo recording this for me?” I wondered, and realized it was just by chance. I watched it for an hour. It ends abruptly.
The Pie Mystery Solved
Okay, we have solved what caused the meat taste in the cranberry-blueberry pie: the culprit was the Pillsbury Roll-out Crust. Today’s pie, made of Pet-Ritz Vegetarian crust AND nutmeg tastes like crust, nutmeg, and berries. So odd, I’ve used that roll-out crust with so many pies, but they all contained wholly sweet contents, like ice cream and cake and flabby peach canned filling. The cranberries cut the sweetness and made our tongues notice the meaty lard taste, but only when the crust was warm.
What Gary’s CD Purchases Say About Him
Gary recently purchased a Florence and the Machine album. He did it without me, and I know he did it without listening to the album. I don’t blame him, he knows if it’s a pretty dark haired girl in an indie band he’ll like it. I picture him going to Amazon, searching by genre, and ordering any CD under a woman’s name. With One-click Ordering, he actually could do it directly with his penis.
7 responses to “Because it Feels Like Sunday Bullets”
Thing #157 I like about living alone: I never have to worry about someone using my touchpad with their penis. I use the Pillsbury crust all the time because I am shamelessly lazy when it comes to making pie crust. I’ll have to try it on a tart pie and see if I notice a difference. (I know pie crust isn’t hard to make and I have a great recipe; but it’s messy and I’m lazy.)
After opening gifts with the kids, I crawled back in bed, turned on the Yule Log, and drifted off for a 3 hour nap. I woke to loud, yappy infomercials, but up until then it was fabulous.
Amy_in_StL – I have always heard a pie crust is very difficult to make. Now that I’ve tried these vegetarian Pet Ritz crusts I dont think I’d even bother with the rolled ones.Caroline – Oh! Then you didn’t see the end. Actually, the camera backs out a little bit, the last song ends, fire fire fire COMMERCIAL! Jarring.
Pie crust really isn’t hard to make. But with the flour and the rolling, it’s very messy and I’m a messy cook anyway. Seriously, you tackled the babka…. You could make pie crust with one hand tied behind your back!
Amy_in_StL – I do have a friend who took a special pie crust class. But the faux crust probably tastes as good.
Good pie crust is a bitch, and sticks to everything. Don’t be fooled by the simple ingredient list.
Tami – well, I’m on a cooking slump right now anyway. Forgot to put the salt in the bread, overfloured the last cookie recipe.