On the list of my favorite cooking compliments, Jeff last night: I'm starting to think you should open up a bakery. *preeeeeeeeeeeeeen* I can tell he really loved them, because he had one in the kitchen, and then when we were driving to Greenlake, he started talking about them again!
I am up early (or was up early, like 7:30ish) because poor Jeff had to go into the office today. So I woke up too and we chatted about random stuff. The cutest part was when I, chatting idly, said, "Oh you know, so I think I'm going to do this a bit differently!" And Jeff froze, fixed me with a ferocious and suspicious look and said, "WHAT?" Startled, I continued on to say that I was going to bake the two cake recipes on separate days. When I do them back to back, the second batch is never as good as the first. I don't know if it's because the oven gets too hot or what, but I figured since the cake's not going to be done today, I can get up and bake the second batch tomorrow. He unclenched and said that that was okay. "But no other shortcuts or changes!!" Heee.
So, my goal for the day is to make two of the cake layers and the pastry cream. More curd would be a bonus.
SHOOT I KNEW I FORGOT SOMETHING. Brrr. I need cream cheese for the frosting. Dammit. No, no. It's okay, because the actual cake assembly is going to be tomorrow. What's both exciting and dangerous is that I have a very specific vision for how I want to decorate the cake. Which means that if it doesn't match that vision, I will hate it. Because I'm rigid and uncompromising like that. I have a new technique I'm going to employ that I hope will make things easier.
Anyhow, so after Jeff left, I left (in my pajamas, no less) to pick up the few ingredients I need to make everything. I have everything and am trying to get the rate of activation energy to hump me over my inertia. I need to put on a funny movie or some music. Maybe I'll pop in Shrek 2. That was hilarious.
Okay! Wish me luck. I hope I don't fuck this up!
I am up early (or was up early, like 7:30ish) because poor Jeff had to go into the office today. So I woke up too and we chatted about random stuff. The cutest part was when I, chatting idly, said, "Oh you know, so I think I'm going to do this a bit differently!" And Jeff froze, fixed me with a ferocious and suspicious look and said, "WHAT?" Startled, I continued on to say that I was going to bake the two cake recipes on separate days. When I do them back to back, the second batch is never as good as the first. I don't know if it's because the oven gets too hot or what, but I figured since the cake's not going to be done today, I can get up and bake the second batch tomorrow. He unclenched and said that that was okay. "But no other shortcuts or changes!!" Heee.
So, my goal for the day is to make two of the cake layers and the pastry cream. More curd would be a bonus.
SHOOT I KNEW I FORGOT SOMETHING. Brrr. I need cream cheese for the frosting. Dammit. No, no. It's okay, because the actual cake assembly is going to be tomorrow. What's both exciting and dangerous is that I have a very specific vision for how I want to decorate the cake. Which means that if it doesn't match that vision, I will hate it. Because I'm rigid and uncompromising like that. I have a new technique I'm going to employ that I hope will make things easier.
Anyhow, so after Jeff left, I left (in my pajamas, no less) to pick up the few ingredients I need to make everything. I have everything and am trying to get the rate of activation energy to hump me over my inertia. I need to put on a funny movie or some music. Maybe I'll pop in Shrek 2. That was hilarious.
Okay! Wish me luck. I hope I don't fuck this up!