In the past 24 hours I’ve set two personal records – 11pm at the office (they turned the lights off at 10:45! It was freaky!) and slurping down my lunch in 15 minutes with a break to talk to my boss.
In other words, I’m super busy, and please excuse the lack of blogging. I almost had a panic attack on Sunday thinking that I’d missed Cookie of the Fortnight. No worries, that’s coming on Friday/Saturday.
Two things happened recently:
– I have a yet-to-be diagnosed problem of not being able to indulge in certain foods I love (goodbye, truffles, cheese, red meat, buttery goodness, etc.)
– The last few visits to St. Lawrence Market have been very inspiring that we’ve started doing it as a Saturday AM ritual
Other than crying over the fact that I can’t eat most foods I crave (Spends2Much had to witness my suspected gall-bladder attack on the 6 train going back to the hotel in NYC – not fun), I’m actually kind of glad that things have gone this way for me. I’ve been much more diligent about preparing myself fresh and simple meals that some good recipes have been concocted in my kitchen!
I told you I’d fix it!
I began by trimming it down to a 5.5″ x 5.5″ square (okay, so it doesn’t look completely square, but are we really bothered about the quarter-inch deficit?). Much better. I followed most of the steps on how to prep a cake, madskillz picked up from my beginner’s cake decorating class and from watching my mom mess around with other people’s wedding cakes.
Then after masking the outside with a plain buttercream, I finished it with a white chocolate buttercream. It’s going to be interesting – I used a meringue buttercream (a “true” buttercream) for the filling but iced the outside with an American buttercream (i.e. just butter & icing sugar)…I don’t really know how it will turn out, to be honest…but what’s not to love about raspberry and white chocolate???
Put in the box and finished off with a pretty pink ribbon – I love Spring
It’s for a friend’s birthday. We’ll see how she likes it tomorrow!
What’s it like living life on the Equator, when you’ve grown up with four seasons and you love Vivaldi’s Four Seasons? This is my take on living, working, and trying to find my new equilibrium…
