The Brioche Has Risen! Very Appropriate for Easter Week!

Wow. This week’s postings are turning into a recipe roll! Anyway, with the end of the week approaching, I’m just about finished with the prep work for Saturday evening’s dinner party.

The eggs are hard boiled and ready to be deviled! I purchased the asparagus and prosciutto for the chilled asparagus appetizers. (Snap the bottoms off the asparagus, blanch them, wrap prosciutto around the asparagus, shave parmesan cheese over them, plate and serve). As from my post about yesterday, the Salmon Rillettes as well as the Chicken Rillettes will be served as a first course. The ends of the Haricots Verts have been trimmed off and the only thing left to do with them is blanching, a drizzle of olive oil, salt, pepper and slivered almonds.

haricot vert snipped asparagus ready and shallots

Lovin’ the fresh produce!

The grapes for the Chicken Veronique are in the fridge, the Nougatine is in the freezer, the accompanying sauces are in the fridge and all I need to do is get the chicken—which Bonaparte will do tomorrow at the Farmer’s Market in Wayne.

As I write this, I’ve got the Brioche baking in a Pullman loaf pan. I’ll admit—Brioche is the best-tasting off all the breads. You can have your croissants and baguettes but make mine brioche. It’s buttery, eggy goodness is very appealing to me. When I take out the cheese platter right before dessert, I’ll sneak in a couple of toasted slices of brioche…and watch everyone’s eyes roll with passion after they bite into the heavenly bread!

When lurking through the net for brioche recipes, I came across this one from Thomas Keller.

The following is from Thomas Keller’s book Bouchon, recipient of a James Beard Book Award in 2005.

1/3 cup very warm water (110°–115°F)
One 1/4-ounce package active dry yeast (not quick-rising)
101⁄2 ounces (21⁄2 cups) cake flour
10 ounces (2 cups) all-purpose flour
1/3 cup sugar
21⁄2 teaspoons fine sea salt
6 large eggs, at room temperature
2  1/2 sticks  (10 ounces) unsalted butter, cut into 1-inch cubes,
at room temperature, plus butter for the pans.

Combine the water and yeast in a small bowl. Let stand for 10 minutes, then stir until the yeast is completely dissolved. Set aside.

Sift together the flours, sugar, and salt into the bowl of a stand mixer fitted with the dough hook. Add the eggs and beat for 1 minute at low speed, scraping down the sides of the bowl with a rubber spatula as needed. Slowly add the dissolved yeast and continue beating at low speed for 5 minutes. Stop the machine, scrape any dough off the hook, and beat for another 5 minutes.

Add about one-quarter of the butter cubes at a time, beating for about 1 minute after each addition. Once all the butter has been added, beat for 10 minutes more.

Place the dough in a large floured bowl and cover with plastic wrap. Set aside in a warm place until doubled in size, about 3 hours.

Turn the dough out onto a generously floured work surface and gently work the air bubbles out by folding the dough over several times while lightly pressing down on it. Return the dough to the bowl, cover with plastic wrap, and refrigerate overnight.

The dough is now ready to shape or use in another recipe. Generously butter two 81⁄2-by-41⁄2 inch loaf pans. Turn the dough out onto a floured work surface. With floured hands, divide the dough in half and shape it into two rectangles that fit in the loaf pans. Place the dough in the pans.

Let the dough rise uncovered in a warm place until it is about 1⁄2 inch above the top of the pans, about 3 hours.

Preheat oven to 350°F.

Bake the brioche in the center of the oven until it is well browned on top and sounds hollow when tapped on the bottom, 35 to 40 minutes. Remove the brioche from the oven and immediately turn out onto a wire rack.

If serving immediately, let the breads cool for 10 minutes, then slice. If serving within a few hours, wrap the hot bread in aluminum foil and set aside at room temperature until ready to use. To freeze, wrap the hot bread in foil and promptly freeze. The bread can be kept frozen for up to 1 month; when ready to use, reheat (without thawing and still wrapped in the foil) in a 250°F oven until heated through, 20 to 25 minutes.

If using the brioche for croutons, let sit at room temperature uncovered to dry for a day.

Makes two loaves NOTE* or it will make one loaf if made in a Pullman loaf pan.

Excerpted from Bouchon, Copyright 2004 by Thomas Keller. Used by permission of Artisan, a division of Workman Publishing Co., Inc., New York. All Rights Reserved.

Since he’s a very well-known chef, and one with an excellent reputation, I figured I’d bake his version. I didn’t realize it was so time-consuming. Whatever. Its fun to make—AND I got to use my Pullman loaf pan for its original intent!

As luck would have it, I happened to have cake flour in the pantry. His recipe calls for both regular and cake flour.

Brioche ingreeds

Ingreeds in place.

Pullman pan at the ready

Pullman Loaf Pan generously buttered.

I followed the recipe but was a bit concerned because the dough was pretty loose—but I marched on.

waiting to rise

In all honesty, it looked more like cake batter…

Next step was to turn the dough out to a large bowl and let it rise. Easy enough. The rising time is three hours—I would be able to run some errands!

coverred in plastic and in a warm place

Covered and ready to rise.

I had my sous-chef with me too. Chippy. What a help. He took his place on the loveseat in the sunroom. Was he waiting for me to drop various ingredients on the floor so he could be my little janitorial assistant? No. He wasn’t.

my sous chef waiting for crumbs and an easy clean up

His Royal Highness waiting for a crumb?

Instead, every time I used a paper towel he would wait for my back to be turned and he would raise himself on his two hind legs, grab the paper towel, play with it a bit and eat it. And I wonder why I go through paper towels with the speed of a pre-menstrual woman who is running for a chocolate bar.

Organic

He just wants to eat used paper towels……

Busted. Now I know how my mother felt when I left a trail of snotty tissues

He is making a feast out of this–at least it’s organic!

While the dough was rising I thought it would be a good idea for me to actually get dressed. There were a couple of errands to run and my chic ensemble of pajama bottoms and a sweatshirt were in desperate need of laundering. Ever the procrastinator, the two of us enjoyed some time out on the deck before we headed into the car.

With an ABBA CD pumped on “11”, (Oh and I sing along too. With emotion!) the windows of the car rolled down so Chippy could feel the wind in his hair, we were two happy souls finally enjoying the first warm day of the year. Hell to the yeah—I even wore flip flops! The feet need some airing out after being stuck in shoes and mostly boots for the past four months!

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First Flip-flop day of the year! No coat either! I need a pedi and a spray tan so badly!

Back home to part two of the Brioche. I had to take it out of the fridge after letting it sit for three hours. Then I had to fold it over to get the air bubbles out, put it back into the fridge and let it sit overnight.

Nicely risen

The Brioche has risen—and doesn’t look like cake batter anymore! Yay!

pounded down and ready for an overnight rest

Turned out and ready to fold over and get rid of air bubbles!

Could I possibly be the messiest cook Look at the dough

Am I the only one who gets a mess all over? Check out the counter behind my hand. Dough!

Here’s where I changed it up. I didn’t let it sit overnight. Tomorrow Paul is coming to replace a broken drawer in our kitchen. So…I baked the brioche this evening. While Bonaparte and I were having dinner, I baked three tiny brioches in little mini brioche pans and they turned out great.

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Aren’t they cute? They were little “test” brioches.  I finally had a use for my mini brioche tins!

This recipe is definitely a keeper. I baked the brioche in the Pullman pan, took it out and it’s just as it should be!

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Fresh from the oven. Not bad for a first attempt!

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Cooling off

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I had to take a sliver of a slice to try it. With Lemon Curd. Heaven!!

Not wanting to wait until Saturday to try it (What if it didn’t turn out that great? How could I serve it?) I cut off the end—a sliver actually, and added a schmear of Lemon Curd. (It’s ok. I only had 7 boiled shrimp and a half an avocado for dinner. No lunch either). Greatness! The brioche is rich and has a subtle sweetness so the curd was a perfect match!

Look. I’ve even got the table linens at the ready. See? My intent was to get some “Easter-ish”, pastel-colored linens. Then I realized something. I despise pastel colored anything. Why would I get pastel table linens???  Besides that, Bonaparte suggested I use what we already have.

table linens ready

I’m very much into the red and white look!

Since red is my favorite color, the colors will be red and white. (I hope it isn’t too Christmassy). I love white china against bright or dark colored placemats and tablecloths. Also—spilled stuff doesn’t show up as much.

My sloppiness knows no boundaries though. Yesterday I ironed all of the napkins—today; I got a spot of brioche dough on one. Oh well, that’ll be my napkin.

brioche dough on the napkin

The picture sucks–sorry. See that out-of-focus spot? Brioche dough!

In keeping up with being frugal, I repurposed some flowers. We both love having fresh flowers in the house. Flowers make everything cheery! Anyway, Bonaparte bought some new flowers today because the ones we had were looking a bit…um…dead. But some of them were still ok. I just cut the bottom of the stems, put ’em in a different vase and placed it in the sunroom. Voila! More cheeriness!

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Repurposed flowers!

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New flowers. Cheeriness!

We also ended up with a twin for the palm plant.   Things are looking brighter!

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Cute-right? We still need to paint!

Well, I’m on an ABBA Kick—here’s one of my personal favas! “Chiquitita”!

XOXOXOXO!

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When Life Gives You Lemons–Make Lemon Curd! Oh. And Make Rillettes Too!

Yeah, well. Yesterday wasn’t the best day for me. I read something that I shouldn’t have, knowing full-well that it would “trigger” me into a funk. Like a demented voyeur, I read it anyway…then read another article on the same subject.  Articles about people over 50 AND OLDER *raises hand* basically being unemployable. I’m screwed!

Here’s one of the more promising articles:

CNN Over 50 unemployables

So I read them and one thing lead to another. My thoughts ran amuk!

I’ll never get a job. After unemployment runs out I won’t be able to afford Obamacare and I’ll get fined and I won’t be able to pay the fine then my excellent credit rating will falter. I won’t be able to afford to get my hair colored or my lip waxed. Bonaparte will say “Ewwww—Ziz Frenchman mus’ fin anozzahr woman ou eezz nut so ug-leeeee” Then I’ll be kicked to the curb and my only home will be the shopping cart from nearby Target—but at least it’ll be my favorite color—red!

red cart

Look–its naturally air conditioned with all those little holes!

Then I’ll catch a cold—only it won’t be just a cold. It’ll be TB or some weird condition and I’ll die all alone and in front of a shoe store or beauty salon. But at least I’ll have my ID on me and a little card with the words”…in case of emergency call….”—and It’ll be one of my kids’ numbers. In one of my pockets will also be a note that reads:

Do me a favor. I don’t want to put anyone out financially and I want to be cremated. But—businesses have this need to overcharge people—even at their death—I mean, are you AWARE of how much it costs to cremate a stiff? So here’s what you do. Take my body to a wooded area—a really heavily wooded area. Dig a hole. Put my body in the hole and burn it. No. Not the hole, burn my “body” that is in the hole.  Then take the ashes,  put them in a mason jar, cover the lid and drive into NYC and go downtown and throw the ashes in the East River. It’ll cost you nothing except the toll, but I have my EZ-Pass in my cart so it’s all good!

If that grosses you out, watch “The Jinx”—after you see what Robert Durst has done, you’ll definitely be able to dig that hole in the woods and light a match!

Love and kisses,

Mommy

Sick. Isn’t it? This is the stuff that goes on in my mind. Thanks to Weight Watchers, I couldn’t even give myself a proper Pity Party.

pity-party

I’m goin’, I’m goin’!!

Trust me—I very much wanted to have one! My Pity Party delight of choice is Nutella, Hershey’s Syrup, Peanut Butter, Redi Whip, Walnuts and a sprinkling of Sea Salt. All layered together in a large mug and eaten wolfed down.

Don’t judge! This is the best concoction for those times when feeling sorry for yourself! Topped with salt–sometimes a bit of caramel. Ummm Ummm good!

Unfortunately the points value is off the charts.   Getting drunk isn’t even an option because I pass out after two drinks. Due to a lack of medical insurance, I no longer am able to snag happy pills.

I feel like a cow that’s been put out to pasture!

My Cows

These are my bovine girlfriends. Save me a spot girls. We can talk!

In other words—I had to put my big-girl panties on and deal…..

And what better way to deal than with Lemons!!!!

Lemons

Lemon Curd–absolute happiness in a jar!  Also–preserved lemon, lemon tarts, lemon bars, lemon cookies, lemon meringue pie, lemon on fish, lemon in iced tea. It isn’t just lemonade!

You know that I’m in the process of preparing for dinner guests this coming Saturday—right? Well, I had quite a few egg yolks left over from the Nougatine recipe so I decided to buy lemons and make Lemon Curd! (My lemon supply was running low).

Lemon Curd. Based on Martha Stewarts lemon curd

Delightful to eat, delightful to look at and a delight to make!

Four ingredients-Lemon, sugar, egg yolk and butter. All make a heavenly spread that is just a jar of pure happiness! A schmear on a plain rice cake and it feels like a decadent 18-point dessert (not really, but I’m delusional. Others who count points will “get” it!). It’s great on warm toast with a cuppa tea; use it as a tart or lemon bar filling—Lemon curd is just so versatile and delicious. It’s really inexpensive to make. I’ve seen curd in specialty shops and am both annoyed and astounded at how expensive and pricey it can be. Here’s Martha Stewart’s easy-peasy recipe!

http://www.marthastewart.com/348239/lemon-curd

When life gives you lemons make lemon curd

In the jar and into the fridge!

After having my spirits lifted by the scent and taste of lemons, Bonaparte and I took a ride to Home Depot. This winter has really been murder on the few house plants we’ve had for a while, but they’ve met their demise. We picked up this palm for less than ten dollars. We’ll be returning today to buy another one. I love the way greenery makes the house look so nice and fresh!

Our new palm plant. I'm very aware of Easter you know!

A great and completely inexpensive way to decorate!

With the “Mob Wives” season ended, I started preparing some appetizers for Saturday. I made Salmon Rillettes. Here’s the recipe I used:

Eric Ripert Salmon Rillette

Eric Ripert—have you ever seen his show “Avec Eric” It’s great! He’s also such a cute Frenchman—and his restaurant in NYC , Le Bernardin, is considered to be one of the best seafood places in the world!key_art_avec_eric

I used to watch this on PBS. It’s a very good cooking show and he’s so cute!

No. I haven’t been there—and at this rate I won’t be dining there for a long, long time! I figured his salmon rillettes must be off –the-chart greatness. Note* I added dill!

Avec Eric Salmon rilettes I added dill

My Salmon Rillettes!  They turned out great!

Not wanting to stop at salmon, I also made Chicken Rillettes. This  recipe from Epicurious:

Epicurious Chicken Rilettes Recipe

My changes were no celery, carrots or onion when I braised the chicken. I unpeeled and smashed a few garlic cloves, chopped rosemary and added Herbs de Provence. A generous pour of melted duck fat sealed these rillettes until we open them up to enjoy!

chicken rilettes waiting for the covering of duck fat

Waiting to be topped with Duck fat, sealed and in the fridge till time to enjoy!

What exactly are rillettes, you ask? Kinda like a super-rustic pate. It’s basically shredded meat cooked in fat and stored in fat. And it is so tasty and decadent spread over a crusty slice of baguette and some cornichon on the side. (I will have to adjust my points this weekend so that I may be able to squeeze some rillettes into my diet—I’ll be better off with the Salmon rillettes!).

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Rillettes with sliced baguette, mustard, and cornichon.

My evening in the kitchen produced quite a mess—and the messes that I create always leave Bonaparte a bit—well—a bit uneasy. Although I’m a great cleaner, if it makes him happy, at the end of the day, I will gladly let Monsieur B. take over!

Sometimes a day can start off in a bad way, but by keeping busy and occupied really helps to turn the day into a great one! Lemons can help too!

Lemons—they come from the Lemon Tree! Here’s Trini Lopez with “Lemon Tree”! Remember this one?

XOXOXOXOX!

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Dinner Guests Aren’t Due Till Saturday–But The Dessert Is Already Made–And More Sweet Stuff!

Monsieur Bonaparte has invited guests for dinner this coming Saturday. He’s invited a couple whom he has been friends with for years. His daughter, her husband and their daughter will also be joining us. It’ll be a nice, intimate grouping!

dinner table

My dining table may not be as elaborately set as this, but I do a good enough job!

There are aspects of my life in which I’m totally and gloriously unorganized. However, when it comes to planning a special menu—I’m not only organized, but I enjoy the entire process leading up to the dinner!

Tomorrow I’ll be in search of some new table linens—and I’ll figure out what sorts of appetizers will be served. My goal is to have everything except the main plate ready by the time the guests arrive. We’ll be having my Chicken Veronique (chicken breasts with grapes). It’s a great and easy dish to serve for guests. I try to stay away from red meat when guests come over because not everyone loves their red meat the way I do—just about mooing when you cut into it. It’s called “RED” meat for a reason! (Christmas being an exception. I roast a huge slab of beef tenderloin and it’s cooked as red as Santa’s suit!)

I like my beef as red as Santa’s suit–that’s why I don’t serve it for dinner guests. Just the thought of serving  even medium-rare steak makes me ill!

Today, I made the dessert. It isn’t complex and it isn’t something difficult. It’s funny. When we entertain, I don’t want to be spending a ton of time in the kitchen. I want to spend time with the guests who have been invited into my home. I’m keeping it simple and elegant.

The dessert? It’s the French Nougatine dessert from an episode of Ina Garten’s” Barefoot Contessa” show.   One of Ina’s friends was “guesting” and Ina was raving about this Nougatine as only Ina could. It looked easy enough so I figured I would try it.

I originally served it alongside another dessert I made (I can’t remember what the other dessert was. It was probably a cake of some kind). Well, let me tell you, the Nougatine practically flew from the table into everyone’s mouths. I was dumbstruck! Again and again I am asked to make this—and it’s so easy. I mean it. Your guests will think you spent hours making this. Here’s the recipe! (PS. I left out the almond extract and doubled the vanilla):

Barefoot Contessa French Nougatine Recipe

First the pistachios are roasted and cooled. Then a light amber sugary syrup is made and poured over the pistachios. Cooled in the fridge and the “brittle” is chopped up to incorporate into the Nougatine.

Egg whites whipped till stiffed, heavy cream nicely whipped

folding in the nuts

Nuts folded into the egg white/whipped cream mixture and..

sauces and nougatines all made. Into the freezer wiwth the loaves and the fridge wiwth the sauces. Waiting for Saturday.

Spooned into the loaf pans that have been lined in cling wrap! I made a double batch because I’m telling you–this dessert disappears quickly! See the sauces behind the Nougatine.  Everything is ready for Saturday-Easy Peasy!

leftover egg yolks. Tomorrow Ill make lemon curd.

All the leftover yolks? I’ll make a big batch of lemon curd!!

Ina serves it with a raspberry sauce. But you know what? Some people can’t handle the little “seeds” from those delicious berries. No. Really. If prone to diverticulitis or diverticulosis, any food with little seeds can wreak havoc on your innards. I’ll usually melt down some seedless berry jelly or whip up a seedless fruit sauce of some kind or……………..

I’ll just serve the nougatine with a chocolate sauce or a salted caramel sauce. Today, I made the two sauces to accompany this dessert.

I used this Epicurious recipe for the chocolate sauce: Epicurious Hot Fudge Sauce Recipe . I went with the hot fudge recipe because it still remains thick when you zap it!

Ingredients for the chocolaty fudgy sauce

 Hot Fudge Ingredients. Note- I used light brown sugar and it worked just as well as the dark brown sugar called for in the recipe. I’m too cheap to buy the dark when I had the light in my pantry!

Ghiradelli chocolate was used –the sauce is cooking on the stove!

into the jar and ready for cooling

Poured into the jar and waiting to cool down!

For the caramel, I just went with my instincts—1 cup of light brown sugar, 1 cup of granulated sugar, 8 tablespoons unsalted butter cut into cubes, 1 1/2 cups of heavy cream, vanilla, Kosher salt or fancy sea salt or salt flakes—one tablespoon.

Some ingredients for the caramel sauce

Caramel Sauce. I was going to use the sea salt, but I’m running low. I ended up using Kosher salt instead!

Melt both sugars in a saucepan over a medium heat. Keep an eye on it—you don’t want burnt sugar. When the sugars melt down and become bubbly, take off the heat and SLOWLY add the butter—keep stirring till the butter melts. Add the heavy cream and stir, stir, stir until smooth. Add vanilla and salt. Stir some more. Pour into a jar. After completely cooled, place in fridge. The sauce thickens up so when you are ready to use it, depending on the consistency you want, you can zap it in the microwave for a few seconds. Or…you can use the sauce thicker and cold. Your choice!

salted caramel sauce

Dark Caramelly goodness (sorry that the picture is blurry)! Oh. And please. Pronounce it “Car-a-mel”. Thank you!

Oh god. I forgot to tell you. My replacement Kitchen Aid stand mixer was delivered yesterday. She is beautiful and I’ve named her “Kitchy”. She will be my new cooking assistant and I hope she never breaks. I used her today to whip up the egg whites and the cream and she was such a great helper! Thank you Kitchen Aid people for replacing my broken stand mixer! Kisses all over!

Lookit her! My “Kitchy” is so pretty–and a great assistant too! I will have you a long time, my little one!

Bonaparte stopped off at home in between clients to see me. He also dropped some mail off. We received a letter from his dad. My eyes lit up when Bonaparte read that his dad wishes we would move to France—St. Tropez to be exact. I got so excited I damn near lost ten pounds on the spot! Stop it little heart—jump back into my body and stop beating so hard!

In the letter was this pretty invitation!

Anyway, I just love Bonaparte’s dad’s letters. They are always so sweet and witty and he always adds little doodles at the end—just like this:

danys doodling

 Dany’s Doodles always give me a happy feeling! 

He always mentions how lovely I am too—what more can I add to that? He’s a smart man, he is!

Bonaparte’s dad founded the La Maison des Papillions in St. Tropez. It’s a museum totally devoted to butterflies of the world and will be home to a new exhibit—which we will get to see this summer. He’s been collecting butterflies since he was a child. The museum is so incredibly cool. It was fascinating to learn about the many different species. Who knew?

 Some of the butterflies on display at “La Maison des Papillions”

St. Tropez. View from Dany's Studio

My favorite view from the small museum is the view from Dany’s studio. I could spend hours there! The view may not be the best in St. Tropez, but it overlooks a small and narrow pathway and you can watch the world pass by!

Ugh. Since I made the dessert today,   and the weather, once again, sucks, I am having a pj day.

one of those pj days

I swear to you, this entire winter I’ve had more PJ, smudgy-makeup-that-I-should-have-washed-off-and-didn’t, hair not done days.  I may look like shit, but I always have a smile!

Look what I found on the net—it’s a perfect description of me. These are great words to live by, by golly!

Ilovemylsi

 Did my soul write this?????

Since my little “Kitchy” is so good at whipping—here’s a song you may enjoy. Devo. “Whip it!” XOXOXOXOXOXO! Have a great evening. Housewives of BH Reunion is on tonight!

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If Ironing Is My “Zen”–Zen Why Do I Allow Nasty People To Get To Me??

Luckily for me, yesterday Oona had the day off from work. With her hives almost disappeared, her throat feeling much better, and in much better spirits, I felt like a helicopter overprotective a mom who did a good great job taking care of her grown baby girl!keeping me company whilst I iron

Such a pleasure to have my two babies keeping me company whilst I iron!

One of my tasks pleasures was ironing the clothing she brought home with her to be laundered. It’s hard to describe the love I have for ironing clothing. Perhaps it’s a genetic thing. My mother, as well as her sisters, loved to iron. I remember days of coming home from school and seeing my clothing smoothed out and wrinkle-free, perfectly folded on the front stairs—still warm from the iron and waiting for me to put away in a drawer or hang in my closet. My mother was such a fanatic about ironing that she ironed the altar linens at our church, St. Patrick’s.

Altar_Linen

Add the priest’s vestments and other adornments for the altar–I think she ironed enough linens to keep the entire family in such good graces that NONE of us will go to Hell–not even me!

St Pats

….and you should have seen the size of the old-school Altar in St. Pat’s!

This love was passed down to me (and I’m pretty sure my sisters too). There is something so relaxing and calming about the entire process of setting up the ironing board, plugging the iron into the outlet and feeling the heat from that small appliance, taking a wrinkled item of clothing, placing it upon the board, and hitting it with the iron’s steam! Observing and studying the once-wrinkled item, so smooth and, at times, perfectly creased is such a Zen experience for me. I AM the Miyagi of this domestic process that some think of as an irritating chore. “Wrinkles On. Wrinkles Off” is my motto!

ironing is my zen

This is where my “Zen” happy place is!

After shirts and blouses were ironed, pants smoothed and creased down the middle, and skirts pretty and office-ready, Oona packed and we were off for a quick lunch and a drop-off at Paoli station so that she could enjoy the Amtrak ride back to Manhattan.

Before and after. Look how beautiful that smooth fabric is after a nice, even pressing!

Gap shirt before–Oona actually thought it was ok to wear this shirt without ironing! WHAT??????  Look how pretty it is. I swear Ironing is the Botox of clothing!

We enjoyed a quick lunch at Panera, some great mother/daughter conversation and a quiet ride to the train.

What happened when we arrived at Paoli Station was an incident that turned me into the least “Zen” person in the world. Read on…..

In the past, I’ve commuted from Long Island into Manhattan’s Wall Street area. The train station was abuzz and extremely busy between the early morning hours and the early evening hours.   The hours in between always left a smattering of people going into the City for pleasure, to visit relatives and other matters.   The activity was pretty much a drop-off or pick up with automobiles “standing” in front of the station as the parking lots were full of commuters’ vehicles.

The Paoli train station is no different from any other commuter train station in a bedroom community of any major city. The parking lot was full. Completely full.

Paoli Station

Paoli Train Station. Not the place you would go to for lunch–OK?

There were a few parking spots directly in front of the tracks, but they were reserved. I happened to notice two particular spots that were empty. In front of these two empty spots were signs. The signs read. “These two spaces reserved for patrons of “Trackside Café Only. All others will be towed at owners expense..”.

trackside cafe sign

I get this–however I was “standing”–the car was running and it isn’t an illegal action!

At 1:15 in the afternoon—after whatever “lunch” crowd this café would be serving and long after the commuters enjoy their morning cuppa joe, I figured it would be a safe bet to “stand” with the engine running and enjoy a few more words with my daughter before the train arrived in 10 minutes. Besides—if someone needed to park, I would leave immediately. I’m NOT a rude person. My actions were not the actions of an obnoxious individual who would actually park in one of those spots for hours while leaving my car. There was no parking—it was cold as balls, and I wasn’t parked—I was “standing“! I also intended to go into the café and purchase a hot chocolate or coffee since I DID slide into the spot and it was cold and I would have enjoyed and savored that hot beverage till my heart’s content!!!!!!

Oona turned to me, mid-conversation and said “Mom, there’s a lady behind your car taking down your license number”.

I rolled down the window and before I could explain myself, this post-menopausal woman regained her once-youthful PMS and started screaming at me ” I paid for the spaces !! You’re a thief and you are stealing from me! Get outta here now before I call the police on you……..”

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Yes. I was humiliated, scolded, harassed and accused of thievery by the owner of the Trackside Café at the Paoli train station. I didn’t even have the chance to tell her that I was going to buy some coffee or hot chocolate!

I didn’t even have the chance to tell her I was going to go into her establishment to make a purchase after the train arrived! She was screaming so loud at me that I do believe the dead in the nearby church cemetery woke up laughing at me!

In my head I was thinking “You mutha-effing, connasse bee-otch. If I could get outta this car and slap you upside the head, I would…..” (It was also at this time I was missing my BFF from New York so badly—the ever-feisty Jeannie! We would have gone tag-team on that woman!) I was not being very “Zen” and I felt no remorse for my mean-girl thoughts. But I was provoked!

Instead, I just calmly said “Listen, I’m terribly sorry but I am dropping my daughter off for the train, and there are no spots. My engine is running so I can leave at any time. I’m terribly sorry” “Really—she was very sick this weekend!” Yes. I mentioned that my daughter was sick. Who knows why I added that –I mean really, would that have made a difference ?????

She didn’t stop. She continued screaming at me to the point of harassment. You KNOW how much I just love being the center of attention. But in this particular case, I wasn’t too happy with the attention this woman was bestowing upon me!

I drove out of the spot and around the perimeter of the ever-crowded and poorly planned Paoli station. My car ended up weirdly parked at an angle between two other cars that were waiting at the entrance of the station’s small ticket office. No sooner did I turn off the engine of my car than the train arrived. I couldn’t even walk my baby Oona to the tracks.

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I usually walk the kids to the platform–but I couldn’t do that yesterday with Oona. It was a short good-bye!  “Good bye my little girl. Mommy will miss you! Don’t forget to call me when you get back home”!!!

The ever-nasty Madame Proprietress was still standing and waiting for anyone to “steal” one of her spots. I drove back into the spot that I “stole”. Got out of my car, and snapped a picture of the sign and waved “Bye Bye”, in the sweetest but loudest voice I could, to the proprietress of The Trackside Cafe. My “Zen” was a little off–but slowly coming back!

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I did get angry–and I need to Zen out–two angry people is not a good equation!

All the proprietor had to do was knock on my window and kindly explain to me that I needed to leave the spot. I would have complied in the most polite and apologetic way. That’s all she had to do.

I get it. I totally get that she is the proprietress of a small business. However, as the owner, if you don’t know or fully understand why someone may have slipped into that parking spot, go and inquire! Speak to the person in a professional manner! What if someone was deathly ill? What if something happened to the car? Before presuming that someone is “stealing” from you, take a step back and think first. Then kindly explain why you need the car moved. This woman should have presumed that I was a prospective patron. I had every intention of making a purchase!  I was NOT trying to pull a “fast one” on this woman! I will NEVER, set foot into that café. In fact, I will tell any one of my friends who have to take a train from Paoli station to NEVER set foot into that café!

Well, I was happy to note that I wasn’t the only person to fall under the wrath of the owner of the Trackside Café in Paoli. According to ‘Yelp”. She’s nasty with mostly everyone!

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Sometimes the manner in which you treat people is also reviewed!

I want my Zen to be with me in all aspects of life. Not just ironing! This little incident from yesterday made me reassess my own level of frustration. I need to let it go!

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I need to get my “Zen” on–in every way!

Why can’t people just be kind to one another. Nastiness harbors a trickle-down effect and I allowed the trickle-down to ruin my Zen of a day! Two wrongs don’t make a right and I am aware of that!

XOXOXOXO!

For your relaxation and calm thoughts. Zen Garden! Namaste!

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The Lost Weekend Chronicles. Part Two–Sick With Cinderella on Saturday A Bit of Shopping on Sunday!

As usual, it’s always great when any of the kids come home for a weekend. Such was the case when Oona came home from New York on Friday evening with Bonaparte and me. She’s been working so hard and she hadn’t been feeling well. Her Strep test came back negative—but I think she just needed a couple of days with mommy!

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Chippy also wanted to make Oona feel comfortable. Nothing like the companionship of your dog when you feel under the weather! (Oona did not want her picture taken while feeling under the weather!)

Saturday morning had her waking up with an awful case of hives and a sore throat! We asked her to stop and think if she ate anything out of the ordinary or if, perhaps she changed up her detergent. She didn’t and she didn’t. After my reading Web MD and coming to the drastic conclusions, and an overreaction of heading to the ER, Monsieur Bonaparte, the voice of reason, suggested we go to an “urgent care” office up the street from where we live.

Oona and I headed to the Premier Urgent Care offices in Oaks.

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Premier Urgent Care–we were in and out in no time. Oona was on her way to better health!

After a very quick wait which included filling out paperwork, she was diagnosed, given medication and we were on our way. The entire process took about an hour—which is far less time than the normal visit at a physician’s office!

Benadryl and Amoxicillin and in a few days good as new!

Happy to not be contagious, but not feeling well enough to spend a day out and about, Oona suggested going to see the new Cinderella movie. I couldn’t have been happier!

I’m not a huge Disney fan—especially given the fact that the Broadway/Times Square area in Manhattan is sickeningly “Disneyfied”. Ugh. It also upsets me to see grown men and women walking around with Disney t-shirts, sweatshirts, and other Disney-logoed clothing—you are adults! Dress appropriately! But–both of us really, really wanted to see the new Cinderella movie!

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The movie was just as cotton-candyesque as the poster!

And—to my fellow feminist friends—yeah, I’m fully aware of the fairy-tale-ending-Prince-Charming-thing. However, the story of Cinderella is so much more than finding your prince. It’s about good over evil—it’s about a freakin’ Fairy Godmother and turning a pumpkin into a coach—and lizards into coachmen—and mice into horses—and a goose into the driver of the coach. It’s about the greatest girl makeover of all time—and with glass heels no less! Come on—what woman doesn’t love a makeover story like this?????????

It was also just great fun to go to a movie with my daughter, and sit next to each other, and have her rest her “I’m-not-feeling-that-great” head on my shoulder! It took me to those times of having a purpose—taking care of my kids!

Have you seen the new version of “Cinderella”? Oh my god. It’s epic! It is the best version. Kenneth Branagh, the talented actor, is also a talented director! Visually, the movie was stunning and magnificent. The scenes of Ella and her parents (before tragedy struck), were like a real live version of a Fragonard painting—so light and fluffy and ethereal!

Ella with her parents. Just like a painting by…..

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Honore Fragonard!

The actress, Lilly James, (of Downton Abbey fame), is the mesmerizing Cinderella of the Scarlett O’Hara waistline. (Apparently, the small size of her waist caused quite a commotion. Who gives a s*it. I went to see a fairy tale of which the story was centuries old. And it was everything I expected and more!). Richard Madden of “Game of Thrones” is the handsome and good Prince Charming. What a doll!

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She’s so beautiful. And I SO wish I could get my hands on a push-up bra that would give my girls great uplifting cleavage like that!

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He’s a real Prince, this guy. A total Charmer!

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Could you just die?? Are these two just adorable??????

But the two greatest roles are Cate Blanchett as the Evil Stepmother and Helena Bonham Carter as the Fairy Godmother!

Cate Blanchett is so deliciously smug and so subtlety nasty as Cinderella’s stepmother—and the wardrobe! Oh I’ve never seen anyone look that amazing in green. She rocked that role!

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Only Cate Blanchett could make puke green look stunning and chic! And oh-so beautiful!

Helena Bonham Carter is one of my favorite actors. She’s a bit different—and that’s what makes me love her. She dresses to the beat of her own drum…and she is the only one who can get away with some of her outrageous get ups!

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I look forward to any award show that Helena Bonham-Carter attends because her clothing choices always keep me happy!

But as the Fairy Godmother, she is breathtaking. Her eye makeup alone is drool-worthy! She was “Glenda the Good Witch’s” little sister. Bonham Carter OWNED that role!

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She is the most beautiful Fairy Godmother of all time!

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I want the dress too!

Honestly, it was two hours of pure girly escapism. Personally, I could have done without the dopey “Frozen” cartoon short before Cinderella started. But—hey, it is a movie geared more toward kids than adults!

Tears were shed during the movie—but, as always, it ended so well. Cinderella’s wedding dress and hairdo looked so much like Grace Kelly’s wedding look. Well, Grace Kelly did marry her prince!

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Tell me this Cinderella does not resemble Princess Grace–I won’t believe you!

We spent the rest of the afternoon chilling and experiencing the guilty pleasures of reality shows. I.e. the Duggars and the Bates Families. It’s so weird. I am no a fan of the Duggar family by any means, but I’m obsessed with watching their show!!!

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The “Duggashians”-creepiest dad on TV!

I’m not going to get into it, but I just think the dad is so creepy and controlling. It’s such a voyeuristic experience to watch these “Fundamental Heavy” people. They proclaim to be such great Christians, yet they harshly judge those who don’t share in their beliefs. It’s so fascinating—and not in a good way! I call them the “Duggashians”—because the exploitative dad, Jim Bob is the Fundie equivalent to Kris Jenner Kardashian! The only difference between the two is the Duggars wear lots of clothing and don’t curse!

Then we have the Bates Family—again, another Fundie family, but they are more “Fundie Lite”—watching them is more like watching the large family that just has a lot of fun and are a bit on the rambunctious side—but in a good way.

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They may be “Fundie Lite”–but Gil and Kelly truly love their kids so much!

Anyway, I made a nice steak dinner for the three of us. Bonaparte said my Béarnaise sauce was the best I’ve ever made (..and he says that each time I make it)!

When someone in the family isn’t feeling up to par—or sick with a virus or cold, sometimes the best activities are just chillin’ with each other watching a movie, or snuggled on the sofa with blankets, tea, and guilty-pleasure TV shows.

Still not feeling up to par,  upon waking up on Sunday, Miss Oona and I spent a few moments at Ikea looking to see what ideas we could get–she’ll be moving into a new apartment this summer and Ikea is the perfect place for “City Apartment Furniture”!

We also went to Old Navy. Old Navy is so hit or miss. The consistency of sizing is always a mystery as well. The trip we made on Sunday was a spectacular hit!  Oona ended up purchasing quite a few dresses for the coming summer’s “casual Friday” office wardrobe. The dresses are appropriate enough to be worn with a nice cardi or blazer to work–then alone when it’s time for Happy Hour! Honest to god, I felt so bad for her–those hives are so itchy and bumpy. What a drag–but I’m happy to be taking care of her!

I found two dresses. One–a fitted T-shirt dress –93 percent cotton, 7 percent spandex. A good blend because it has a bit of “shape” to it.  An added plus to the shape are darts at the bustline! The dress was $10.00!! I had to go up a size–to a Large. But hey, I stuffed my gut all winter, so what could I expect–right?  I also purchased a navy/raspberry rugby stripped, sleeveless maxi dress. I love the relaxed and comfy vibe of a maxi during the summer! Both dresses will be perfect for my upcoming trip to France! Here’s how I styled them:

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My Ten Dollar Old Navy Fitted T Shirt Dress. Size “L”. I’ve matched it with my black Repetto ballet flats and a J. Crew scarf!

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Old Navy Maxi. Size “M”…thank god the sizing is inconsistent! I’ll wear it with Old Navy flip flops from last year (very comfy!!!) and a Lilly Pulitzer infinity scarf!  I’ll also carry this great Nat & Nin bag I picked up in France!

OXOXOXO

Oh. In the movie “Cinderella”, the song “Lavender’s Blue Dilly Dilly” is sung. It brought back some nice memories—my mom used to sing that song when I was very, very young. Here’s the great Burl Ives’ version! Enjoy! It’s such a sweet song!

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The Lost Weekend Chronicles–Friday With Fallon!

Hi all! It’s been a whirlwind few days here in the world of Atypical60dom! Thursday I had to get those skunky roots done. And, as usual, Adam from Bleu Mousse Salon in Wayne worked his magic!

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Fresh from the salon. Adam got rid of those pesky white roots and made my hair look smooth and wavy!

I needed to look extra nice—just in case the camera panned on me when we went to see The Tonight Show on Friday!

Friday started off relaxed—Bonaparte dropped Chippy off at the PetSmart Pet Hotel in Collegeville. Chippy got to spend some quality time with his cronies. A chip off the old block, he had a “time-out” for picking on a smaller dog. Chippy has NO clue that he is not a large dog. He really thinks he’s a full-sized Lab–or a Boxer–or a Mastiff!

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Our adorable MINI-Labradoodle/Schipperke Cross. You are not a large dog. You are largely adorable and largely rascalish and large spoiled but NOT a large dog!

BUT— we did get the DNA results from Wisdom Panel 2.0. . Wisdom Panel Doggie DNA Testing. It confirmed what were were thinking about his Royal Labness! Oona, my daughter, swore up and down that he was a Mini-Labradoodle-1st generation. She was the closest of us all. He is a cross between a Lab, a Miniature Poodle, and the biggest surprise a Schipperke! (I, being of the deeply shallowness, was hoping he had some Petit Basset Griffon Vendeen in his bloodline. He doesn’t—but it’s cool!) His extreme protectiveness and deep-ass bark must be the Schipperke in him! We really were pleased with the process of finding out Chippy’s DNA. Wisdom Panel sends a “kit”, you send the scraping of the inside of said canine’s cheek into them and a couple of weeks later, you find out the DNA. It’s good to find out just what your rescue baby’s make up is for health and behavior reasons!

Chippy’s roots–validated! 

OK…so we headed on into NYC, enjoying a leisurely and basically traffic-free ride!

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New York–just like I pictured it. Skyscrapers. Everythang!

 I wanted to make a first stop down in the Financial District at a new French food marketplace—Le District, the official opening wasn’t supposed to be until Monday 3/30, but I read that one section was having an early opening.

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Bonaparte was extremely excited–visions of escargot, foie gras and baguettes were dancing in his head!

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While I was envisioning Abbaye Citeaux cheese and ……

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Hoping I could find my Normandy Cidre!

The weather sucked. The traffic sucked. The financial district surely is not what it was when I worked there, so we figured the heck with it—we would just return when the weather gets a bit warmer, and sunnier and more befitting of walking around in the downtown area.

We slowly made our way to midtown and snagged beautiful street parking on 51st Street, less than a block away from 30 Rock! As an ex-Manhattanite, I LIVE for good, great, spectacular street parking. It’s a thing I have. And the space was just so convenient! I was able to run into 30 Rock, give Roman (my son—he is one of the cue card crew for The Tonight Show and SNL) the Momofuku Corn Cookies I lovingly baked for him and his co-workers, get checked in so that we could go backstage after the show and do some serious people-watching at Rock Plaza!

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Momofuku Corn Cookies. Lovingly baked and packaged for Roman and his co-workers. There would have been much more had I not binged on the cookie dough! (I realize I consumed countless Weight Watchers points. Don’t  judge!)

Have you ever gone to the taping of a life show? NBC is extremely pragmatic and so efficiently organized when it comes to the process.  Other than being registered by having our badges and photos taken to go backstage after the taping, there were a few other steps. We had to enter into the NBC store and register at a desk to receive our tickets to the taping—I was such a proud mom when the woman who registered us told me that my son was such a sweet guy! She told us where to line up and what time to do so.

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30 Rock’s Best!

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So many goodies for tourists to purchase! (I, myself, would rather make a purchase at the J. Crew store in the same building!)

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The pass to see what goes on behind the scenes after the taping–also a fun way to meet Roman’s co-workers!

Lined up in numerical order (Each ticket or set of tickets has a number. Bonaparte and I were number 20) and awaiting entrance to the show, we had to go through metal detectors and were told—not once, but about 25 times, to shut our cell phones off! (Thus—no pics!)

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Tickets and……..

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A cute bracelet complete the look!

When we arrived to the studio, it was a menopausal pleasure! The air temp is nice and cool—and oh, so comfy! We had fantastic seats—a great view from all around! The added pleasure of extremely comfortable seating was definitely a plus to the experience! Everything just moves to quickly.

Before the taping, Seth Herzog, warmed the audience up. Herzog is a really funny guy. He warmed up the audience for Late Night when Fallon hosted that show—and he was the warm up comedian when we saw that taping.

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Seth Herzog is a great multi-tasker. He not only makes the audience laugh, but he pumps that audience up to make some noise!!!

The Roots, Fallon’s Philly-based house band, played a set, and I swear I really wanted to get up and dance. Herzog was dancing and was great. I wanted to jump out of my seat and join him—but then Roman wouldn’t have appreciated my actions! The Roots also never fail to please! They are just so tight and talented!

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The Roots–I wish so much that I could have taken pics with my camera or phone!

The roster of guests included Will Forte, and ex-SNL alum that lit up the screen in the great film “Nebraska”, and now stars in the TV show “The Last Man On Earth”, Adam Horowitz, aka “Ad-Rock” from the old-school rap group “The Beastie Boys” and Jeremy Wade, the host of “River Monsters”.

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….and Will Forte looked adorable with all that facial hair!

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Seriously–does this handsome face look like a Beastie Boy?? Adam Horowitz is so grown up!

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Jeremy Wade had some creepy River Monsters on the set! As an aside–his TAN is better than George Hamilton’s! Really!

Will Forte is just so darn adorable and engaging! He and Jimmy Fallon had a nice repartee and you could tell they are genuine friends. Plus—Forte spoke so nicely about his mom! Come on—who cannot resist a guy who speaks so highly of his mom! I love him. Horowitz was incredibly funny and charming as well. He is more of a “mature man” these days than a “beastie boy” and Jeremy Wade brought some pretty icky little river monsters! All in all, it was the best taping both Bonaparte and I attended. It wasn’t as frenetic as SNL and it was just a more comfortable setting than “Late Night”.   I also never noticed how tall Jimmy Fallon was until Friday’s taping.

I was also entranced by watching my son at work—if only I had been allowed to photograph him in action!

After the show, Roman showed us around the studio and introduced and re-introduced us to his fellow co-workers. As a mom, I’m so happy for him. He works with a great group of people. They all enjoy working with him and they all are just such nice and friendly people. There were lots of hugs! I love that so much! It almost made me cry tears of happiness! *shhhhh* my eyes did mist up a bit!

Now, I’m not a woman who gets all excited and star-struck if I meet or see a “TV” or “film” personality. But meeting Will Forte was a genuine pleasure. It was nice to see him happy to see Roman again. They hadn’t seen each other since Forte’s SNL days, and it was so gracious of him to greet Roman like an old friend! Will Forte is every inch the gentleman and it was a pleasure to meet him!

After meeting Seth Herzog and sharing a few laughs it was time to go. There was no lingering on in the City because immediately following The Tonight Show; Roman had to work on SNL’s prep for Saturday!

Oona, who wasn’t feeling well, met us after she left her office for the day and rode home with us for a weekend of relaxation!

It was a touching moment for me when Oona directed us to a shortcut to enter the Lincoln Tunnel as we bid good-bye to NYC. My baby girl is, in fact, a bona-fide Manhattanite! It warms my heart!

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Well, at least I got to snap THIS pic before going into the Lincoln Tunnel! Love my NYC!

I just hope the weather warms up soon! We need to get back to do some serious food shopping at Le District!

XOXOXOXO!

Here’s a game:  I’ve posted Stevie Wonder’s “Livin’ For The City”. Can you guess where I placed a line from this song?

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On Underwear, Undergarments, Shapewear and Going Commando!

While enjoying my morning coffee in bed, like the princess poor slob that I am, and being thoroughly disgusted with the phoniness of the morning news show that I was viewing, (I mean really how many times can you show concern over the same stories about Celine Dion’s explaining her time off) I started to channel surf. I stopped at HSN. They had me at Heather Thompson! She’s not only one of my favorite Housewives of NYC (“Holla”!), but she has a company called “Yummie Tummie”. This company makes underwear, undergarments “Shapewear”.

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Is shapewear REALLY made for the woman who is modeling it????? Let’s get real!

Shapewear helps to disguise our lady lumps and bumps, muffin tops and thunder thighs,and sucks our jelly belly in so that we appear to be either ten pounds lighter or we just look like chopped human meat in sausage casings!

I’ll tell ya, I was so drawn by Heather’s shilling of the products that I ordered HSN’s “Today’s Special”—a Yummie Tummie 5-pack of basic shapewear essentials.

5 pack yummie tummyGiven my past track record with shapewear, I cannot believe I ordered this. Heather–this better be good or I will come to NYC to find you and “Holla” at you!

While I’m “transitioning” from the extra pounds this winter has mysteriously bestowed upon me (The weight couldn’t possibly be from all the food I’ve shoved in my mouth, as though I were a human Hoover vacuum cleaner, from Halloween until a few days ago!), I figured I could use some assistance in smoothing out the cottage cheese thighs, muffin sheet cake top, fat gut, and saggy boobs!

*CAVEAT—HSN’s “Today’s Special” is not to be confused with the great children’s show of the 1980’s “Today’s Special”—a truly epic show about the madcap adventures of Jodie, a department store worker; Jeff, a mannequin who comes to life with the words “Hocus pocus alimagocus” and placement of his hat; and Sam, the store’s security guard who just happens to be a puppet! A real puppet—not a corporate puppet!

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Early Nickelodeon version of “Today’s Special”!

Hopefully, these basics will be as comfy as Heather Thompson promised! Hopefully, my lady lumps and ripples and ridges will be smoothed out! And—hopefully, the tops of both the high-waisted panty and the mid-rise panty will NOT roll down and cause me the tremendous discomfort that Spanx has caused me in the past!

Spanx size guide.  The guide is more of a blow to self-esteem than the difficulty of wearing the actual items!

Seriously. I can’t wear Spanx brand—nor can I wear the Spanx “Asset’s” Brand that is sold at Target. My experience with both has been horrific at best. I spent a lot of money on a Spanx thigh/waist shaper. I wore it once—to work, under a form fitting dress that I thought would look better had I worn the Spanx underneath. It took me ten minutes just to get the darn Spanx on. OK? My normal size 8 (which is now in between an 8 and 10) thighs and ass obviously needed a Spanx plus size. Who fits into this stuff (aptly named) anyway?????? While the dress fit slightly better in the thigh/backside area, there appeared to be a spillage of fat surrounding my waist. It gets better. Hardly able to breathe, I made my way to my car and as soon as I sat down, the waist band of the worn Spanx started rolling downward. At each red light I stopped, I had to take my hand and try to pull the shapewear back up. If a police officer had been in a car next to me, I am telling you, I would have been arrested for carrying through some very naughty acts! Very naughty. Like “9 1/2 Weeks, Kim Bassinger” naughty!

As if the car ride wasn’t bad enough, going to the ladies room was worse. Peeling the Spanx down was a feat in itself—then having to pull them back up left me sweaty and my hair a wet mess from the strain I went through just handle this one undergarment. I ended up going to Walmart and purchasing cotton, old lady, high waisted granny panties—and spent the rest of the day gloriously comfortable!

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I know, I know–they are super ugly, but were a lot more comfortable than the Spanx. My work day was much more productive wearing granny pants!

Not learning my lesson, I next purchased “Assets” shapewear, also by Spanx. While the fabric was a bit more stretchy, the top still rolled down. In fact, I just found this pair in my drawer today. They are now in the trash.

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Another failed item–now in the trash.

Still searching for comfortable shapewear that promises on its word, I found some inexpensive brands at TJ Maxx. They are not bad—pretty comfortable and the high waist does suck a bit of fat in without the  spillage of the more expensive brands. I also like these panties with the butt-shaper; it holds the flab together well enough.

All inexpensive, relatively comfortable and does an ok job. You will NOT look like you’ve lost 20 pounds but a few of the bumps will be smoother.

Left: Without shapewear I have a gut but I have no spillage of fat. Right: Wearing shapewear. Below the waist is smooth, but look at the spillage of fat at the waist. Truly unattractive!

When wearing leggings or my stretchy Jacrew Pixie Pants or Gigi pants, my preferred undergarment is a thong. Thongs are better than the shapewear because the shapewear just seems to redistribute the bulgy fat. While the tummy fat is being sucked in, the upper thigh fat and waist fat is oozing out like lava from a volcano.   I find good posture and sucking your tummy muscles in with your breath more effective than shapewear.

However—this old lady rather prefers to go commando in jeans. There ya go! I said it! I hate wearing underwear when I’m wearing jeans. Skinny jeans, if you get the proper fit, will suck that fat in all the right places without any bulges from panties and will smooth those thighs and lift the butt while remaining incredibly comfortable!

Now for the top of the body.   Where do I begin? The only tried and true and valid shapewear for the top of the body, short of a boob job, is a well-padded push up bra!   My new favorite bras are these “Marilyn Monroe” brand bras I picked up at TJ Maxx. Listen—I’ve spent up to $75.00 on bras and as little as $5.99 for the Marilyn Monroe’s and the less expensive ones are more comfortable, more flattering and fit far better! There is no “gapping” with the MM bras either.

Marilyn Monroe Bras from TJ Maxx. At 5.99 each my new favorite bras

These “Marilyn Monroe” bras are fantastic–and a bargain at $5.99 each. Oh, I’ll be going back for more! The fit is excellent too!

For the added benefit of more cleavage with a lower cut shirt, I like these chicken cutlets.

Chicken Cutlets My verision of a boob job

Keep these in your drawer. God forbid they end up in the kitchen. It could be a disaster of a dinner!

If you use them, beware though. Make sure they are secured well in place. I had one fall out while at work upon receiving the daily mail from the mail man. He very politely pointed out my cutlet that fell on the floor at his foot. What could I do except to pick it up and put it back in my bra? The next day we had a new mail man. I think he was deeply traumatized by the incident!

“Activewear” shirts that are supposed to shape—unless you have a set of double-d’s, the spandex will flatten your breasts out like pancakes upon your chest. Look at the pic of me in my Lululemon shirt.

side view lululemon shirt WITH their flimsy inserts

Side view. I’m squished and trussed and that awful “shelf” bra. What is it good for? Absolutely nothing! Uh!

This was a purchase I made in order to make myself appear more human when I was working out. Instead, the shirt was so tight and uncomfortable, I couldn’t move. To make me appear more of a dope, I ended up purchasing this in white as well. I figured it would look good with maxi skirts. What. Was. I. Thinking? In the first place, this shirt is so tight that I had to go up a size. Putting it on was the upper body equivalent of Spanx. It took forever to squeeze into this. The “shelf” bra that is sewn in is a complete waste. The bottom of the bra, if not pulled down over the girls, pops up to the neckline. Lululemon also adds their own “padded” inserts. The inserts do nothing!

The Lululemon shirt is actually quite pretty and CAN be flattering–but at a level of discomfort.  The shelf bra needs to go. It serves no purpose.

Loft Leggings shapewear panties. Notice the bulge hanging out around my waist

The length of the shirt is nice, but it’s just way too cumbersome!

In order to get a decent feminine shape with this shirt, a padded razorback bra plus the cutlets are needed. After an hour of wearing a razorback bra, the “back headaches” begin. Am I right ladies?? Please do not let me think I am the only person who goes through this with shapewear!!!!

With a padded bra AND cutlets added–finally gives some well-needed feminine shape!

Wow! Now I’m almost sorry that I ordered the Yummie Tummie shapewear. Oh well, I can use the shirts that come in the package. I love a nice form fitting shirt under a sweater!

Which brings me to this OOTD. I’m keeping the Loft leggings on because I’m too lazy to change. I’m wearing a nice cotton/spandex sleeveless tee shirt by Uniqlo worn backwards. Over it is a looser fitting cotton sweater from Loft. Under the clothing—a comfy thong and a padded push up bra. My kinda shapewear!

Definitely more comfy in these leggings, white shirt and looser cotton sweater. I wish Cole -Haan would bring this Air Nike Ballet flat back. They are years old and just don’t wear out. They are super comfy too!

Sorry but I had to sneak this “cute blogger” pose into the post. It’s more of an homage to all the bloggers who are able to get great photos of themselves. Who follows them around to take their pictures? I’m fascinated and envious at the same time! My pics are so unprofessional! Oh well!

Couldn't resist. Cute Blogger Pose!

The pic is also blurry as all get out too!

My OOTD is truly wrong on so many levels—and Fran Lebowitz will attest to that. Here’s a link to a great interview with the witty Ms. Lebowitz. Her personal fashion taste may not be to everyone’s liking, but, by god, the woman speaks the truth about the subject in this interview! She is so spot on in so many ways: Fran Lebowitz Style Interview

Please forgive my rant about shapewear,  I realize I sound like a complete pain-in-the-ass, but don’t you think most shapewear to be confining and uncomfortable?

Chippy decided to guard a lone sport sock–what a rascal!

Somebody is guarding a sports sock and wont give it up

He’s so cute! Rescue dogs rule!

My friend Dorothy Quinn tagged me in this little hair washing cartoon? It’s so….me! I get my roots done tomorrow and it’ll be two weeks since my hair has been washed. Yeah. I know. I’m disgusting and gross—but my hair is so porous that it doesn’t get dirty. If the roots weren’t skunk white, I could go another few days!

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Nope! Not today!

Today’s little song is the “Today’s Special” theme. This show was one of the “Old School Nickelodeon” shows—back when Nickelodeon was in the infancy stages. My kids and I loved it. Here’s a throwback –the Today’s Special theme song! Does anyone remember this show?

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Thrift Shop Travels (Say It–Three Times. Fast. I Double-Dog Dare Ya)!

Spring is here and I need a project. We have an old dresser sitting in the garage that can be repurposed. It can be used to store table linens or used in the upstairs guest room. Either way, I’m dying to get my hands dirty!

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Black chalk paint, a coat of wax and a change up for the drawer pulls–it’ll look great!

I went out and purchased black chalk paint—Chalk paint is great for lazy people like me because it is a great alternative to stripping and sanding and all things messy messier. It adheres like glue to the surface being painted. After it dries, I’ll apply a nice coat of paste wax. I’m setting the tone here—the project won’t get started until the weather warms up a bit. It’s still too cold to hang out in the garage—add to the fact Bonaparte doesn’t yet know of my intentions. I see a project. Bonaparte sees a mess!

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Chalk paint and paste–OOPS! I did it again. I thought it was paste wax. It’s a glossy glaze. Back to the store. Again!

First things first. I’m going to stop by the Goodwill shop in Phoenixville to see what treasures I can find. I’ll tell ya, I need to keep active—yesterday was spent sending out cover letters and resumes. My head hurts from all the thinking I had to do to “personalize” each of the letters sent out. I feel like such a phony! I just wish I could write a cover letter that reads: “Hi! I need a job. I need medical bennies. My work ethic and my skills are phenomenal. Please hire me—you won’t regret it!” Unfortunately that won’t do. *shrugs and tilts head to the side while eye rolling good eye*!

Anyway, last night I whipped up some Momofuku Milk Bar Corn Cookie dough—given the fact my Kitchen Aid broke in half and I’m eagerly awaiting the replacement, I was still able to use the machine by placing the motor onto the stand and holding the two pieces together with my hands.

Cookie dough in the fridge–I practically had to stand on top of the Kitchen Aid! Can’t wait till the new one gets here!

Perhaps I can find an inexpensive used hand mixer in my thrift shop travels today!

Today’s OOTD is, thankfully, forgiving to my body of “Added Padded” which I acquired over the winter. Thank god for Jacrew Factory Gigi pants. They are stretchy without looking “old ladyish”. The top I’m wearing—gray and black color block is one of my favorites. Geez—I got it years ago in Stone Harbor during a Labor Day sale and some fancy-schmancy little boutique for $5.00!

OOTD. Extremely forgiving for all the extra padding I accumulated over the winter!

I haven’t worn it in ages. Again, it’s forgiving. Why? First of all the shirt is of a longer length, and it hugs without being slutty looking. The gray starts right below my bust, making my torso appear longer and slightly , VERY slightly, leaner. The black from the shirt also blends in with the pants, giving it a more monochromatic look, but not an “I’m-an-old-lady-in-mourning” appearance.   I’m soooooooooooo tired of wearing boots that I threw my years-old Tory Burch Reva flats on. These shoes are a mess—the sole is tearing apart, the inside liners are gone—but they are just so comfortable. I really need to bring these to a shoe repair shop and soon!!

Chippy in tow, we went on our “Thrift shop travels”. It’s so pathetic, my sense of direction. When we lived in Manhattan I always used the Twin Towers as my landmark when I was downtown. I also appreciated the grid that NYC is based on—avenues going north and south and numbered streets facing east and west. What could be easier—right?   The googled directions I printed out never even made it into my purse, so I had no idea where we were going. Luckily The Goodwill store wasn’t that far.

My version of Goodwill Hunting

MY version of “Goodwill Hunting”!

Lots of stuff, but nothing eye-popping. It made me miss my old haunts in New Jersey! My finds included two milky white bowls. I love white table settings and I’ve already used the larger bowl for clementines (my attempt to “snack” healthier)—the smaller one will do for nuts or lifesavers. The larger bowl was 3.00 and the smaller 2.00.

This little candy jar/bowl looks like a white chalice! The larger bowl is a home for my healthy little clementines…….

Joe Walsh 45 I should have bought it!I regret not purchasing this old 45. I love Joe Walsh and I love this song! Boo Hoo!

My real find was this diet log book. Forty-seven cents! Biggest bargain ever!!!

Forty-seven cents. How could I not make the purchase.  Look at that clean slate! I promise to use this religiously!

Try as I might, there were no hand mixers available so I’ll just have to keep humping holding my kitchen aid together with my hands until the replacement arrives!

I made a quick stop at Whole Foods before coming back home. I needed grape tomatoes for a tabbouleh that I’m going to make. Instead I ended up also purchasing a bag of avocados, Tamari peanut dressing and a huge bottle of African Black Soap body wash. Oona uses it and said it’s really good for the skin—it’ll be nice to have it here when she visits. My grape tomato purchases ended up to be $31.00.

This African Black Soap does everything! I’m going to use it to shave my legs! Do I really need another salad dressing? I make my own for cryin’ out loud! Maybe I can use it as a marinade for chicken!

Yes! I really did some fantastic thrifty shopping today—didn’t I???

You all know by now that I’m a giver. That’s right. I may be deeply shallow, but I’m a giver! I baked quite a few batches of those delicious corn cookies. Roman, my son, works for “The Tonight Show” and got us tickets for Friday’s showing—so it’ll be a fun day. I made a few bags of cookies for him and his fellow cue-card guys. I also made a few bags for Adam and Doug over at Bleu Mousse salon.

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Out of the oven and…..

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Nicely packaged–well, Bonaparte’s cookies are in the plastic container!

Thank God I’m getting my roots done Thursday. Not only do I look like a skunk—but I swear I look like a bald skunk. Ugh—check it out! Naturally, I have some cookies set aside for Bonaparte! I need to sweeten him up so that he won’t be upset with my project! Am I right?skunkyI really, really need to have my roots done. I look like this right now!

My son Roman’s band, Bad Man Yells, is playing in Brooklyn on April 3rd! If you are in Brooklyn and want to hear a great band–stop by Pete’s Candy Store to see them play!

Bad Man Yells

I’ve played this before, but here’s an encore:  Bad Man Yells “Ask Yourself”–my son Roman on lead vocals!

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Fra-gee-lay! It’s a Major Award!

liebster-award-mainIt’s great to be noticed—and I had a surprise when I came home from my “Thrift Shop Travels” today. A fellow blogger nominated me for The Liebster Award! Thank you so much to Brittany of ” little britt of bliss—and it’s wonderful to feel connected to the community of bloggers that make our lives a bit happier. Don’t you think?

The Rules:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you and link them to your blog post.
  2. Display The Liebster Award on your blog.
  3. Answer the 7 questions the blogger gives you.
  4. Nominate 5 other blogs with a following of less than 500.
  5. Create 7 questions for your nominees to answer.

 Here’s my answers for Brittany!

  1. What made you start blogging?

I’ve always wanted to blog for a while. What really set the wheels in motion was becoming unemployed. Before, I didn’t have the time to write and “speak” about my favorite subject—Me! Now I have the time—and its fun because even though I speak for a *cough* “Mature” audience, I want to bridge the generation gap and hope my musings can be relatable to all ages!

  1. Who is the most inspirational person in your life?

My Aunt Terry –growing up, she planted the seeds for my love of art, especially the Impressionists. She was the coolest ’60’s fashionista—her iconic wardrobe still inspires the way I dress. It was also her who gave me my never-ending love of New York City’s cultural aspects.

  1. What is your favorite quote?

“Ignorance is Bliss”.   Anyone who knows me is well-aware that I live these words!

  1. What is your biggest pet peeve?

People who do not signal when changing lanes on the highway.

  1. What do you wish you were better at?

Being organized in all aspects of my life. My clothing closets and drawers are fine. It all goes downhill from there. The only place I’ve ever been organized was at work. In my personal life—Oops!

Actually, I just changed it to promoting my blog! Whilst going through the blogs I follow, I realize they all have much more than 500 followers—How can I get more followers?

  1. What is your favorite holiday?

Christmas!!! Once the end of October comes around, the anticipation for Christmas is overpowering. I love decorating. I love the baking, the meal planning—I love getting the gifts for my family and wrapping them so carefully. I love, more than anything else, the fun I have with my kids and with Bonaparte—it’s just such a happy time!

  1. What is your favorite movie?

“Amelie”. Hands down, the greatest film of all time. Audrey Tatou is so adorable as the young French woman who just wants to make everyone’s lives happier, but she fails to achieve her personal happiness—and pines for the mysterious “Nino” played by Mathieu Kassovitz. I think I’ve seen this movie over 100 times—and each time I watch it, I cry like a baby at the end. “Amelie” has the best kissing scene in a film of all time! EVER!

I will have to revisit Numbers 3 and 4 very soon for more nominees, but I do have one nominee–I love the blog by Pauline Hope Martin:  Navy Stripped Peonies. Happiness comes in all things preppy!

My 7 questions:

1. Sperry Top Siders–or Bass Weejuns?

2. What is the best advice that you ‘ve NEVER  paid attention to?

3. You’re at a dinner party–and feeling very relaxed. The dessert is a lovely assortment of French baked goods.  One of the guests keeps pronouncing “Macaron” “Mack-a-ROONS”. Everyone is laughing at this faux pas!  What do you do?  Do you remain silent or graciously correct the guest?

4.  You are driving and see an adorable Yellow Lab that appears to be lost. Do you pull over and try to help this lab–or do you drive on assuming someone else will deal with it?

5.What is your favorite song of all time? All. Time!

6.  What advice would you give to your younger self?

7. Coffee or tea?

Thanks again, Brittany!

Here’s how it feels to get a major award!

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Dessert Challenges, Proper Soup Bowl And A Bit of Primer For Today!

Hey buddyroos! I’m sure you are now familiar with Bonaparte’s “Dessert Challenge”. What’s that? You’re not? OK—I’ll go over the backstory. Long ago, Long, long ago, when Monsieur Bonaparte was “un petit garcon” in France, he had a dessert.

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Little Bonaparte, many, many, many years ago!

It was actually on a trip to Switzerland that he enjoyed this dessert named “Omelette Norvegienne”—cake and ice cream covered in a sugary soufflé. He spoke so fondly of this dessert that I thought he was speaking of a long-lost lover for cryin’ out loud! So me, being the complete selfless giver that I am, promised him I would find a recipe and attempt to make this “Omelette Norvegienne”.

All I could find on the internet was the American version—Baked Alaska. In trying to piece a few recipes together, the genoise that I made was too dense—and I became determined and obsessed with this darn dessert. Thinking Bonaparte’s age was creating dessert delusions, I did have to apologize to him after I ended up finding an old-school recipe for the “Omelette Norvegienne” in Ginette Mathiot’s  “I Know How To Cook”—the translated version of the infamous French cookbook.   To make a long story short, I decided to bake BOTH desserts and host a challenge of sorts to see which one was the better.

old school basic french home cooking

The infamous recipe was found here–but it kind of fell short for Bonaparte!

Friday’s dessert was the “Baked Alaska”. The Italian Meringue turned out fantastic. In fact, I plan to make this meringue for other desserts. The genoise was just way too dense—a fail on that element. The chocolate layer was fine as was the ice cream.

The Baked Alaska–Covered in Italian Meringue and a bit of fancy piping–baked in a high oven for ten munutes. Looked nice when it came out of the oven too!

It would have been so much better without the dense genoise–I was surprised Martha Stewart’s geniose recipe was so incredibly heavy!

Last night’s dessert was the old-school “Omelette Norvegienne”. The soufflé batter, in my opinion was a bit on the liquidy side and had there been a touch of cake flour in the ingredients, I think it would have been much better.

The soufflé batter really was too liquidy–even after folding the egg whites into the yolk and sugar mixture! Oh well, ya win some–ya lose some!

Truth be told, even though instructed to “place the omelette under the broiler”, it created a very uneven soufflé. Too done on top, not done enough inside. However, the gateau savoy was fantastic.

Ready to be covered

Omelette Norvegienne–before the soufflé covering. The gateau savoy cake layer was great…but the soufflé……..

The Souffle covering looked ok before it was placed under the broiler. The finished dessert. It didn’t look that great–it would have tasted much better had the soufflé covering been cooked more evenly!  We all have our fails–but the fails just make it better for the next time around!

Monsieur Bonaparte was far more critical. He didn’t think the cake was needed at all. He insisted kindly suggested, that I experiment with the soufflé batter, ice cream and no cake. No wait—the Italian meringue, gateau savoy and ice cream. No wait- just ice cream and soufflé. Finally he suggested my just making a sweet omelette and folding it over with ice cream inside. When I mentioned making a crepe, he suggested back to me “Non! An omelette!”

Tonight I will be making a sweet, sugary omelette and using the remaining ice cream.

This little challenge may not have produced the best dessert I’ve made by a long shot. But there’s always something good in what’s done. I learned to make an epic Italian Meringue and a new cake—gateau savoy! It’s the kind of cake that’ll do well in the summer—the kind that you top with loads of fruit and the cake won’t get mushy. It’s all good!

Thank goodness that’s over with though. It was murder on my Weight Watcher’s points. My train of thought was that the ice cream had plenty of calcium so it was good for my old-lady bones!

Being with a Frenchman is just to enlightening to me! I’ve learned so much from my Svengali better half!

He mentioned, and not in passing either, that we needed “proper” soup bowls. I opened the cabinet to show him the many bowls we have in our two-person household.

Soup cereal oatmeal bowls

My multi-tasking soup/cereal/oatmeal bowls……

Multi tasking bowls

Although somebody else I know refers to them as “Café au Lait” bowls!

The conversation basically went like this:

Bonaparte: “Cassee. We nid pwopahr zoop bowls.”

Me (opening the cabinet and pointing to the bowls we have): “We have enough bowls”

Bonaparte: (waving his finger) “Zay ahr not zoop bowls. Zay ahr for Café Au Lait—or American sea—ree—ahl an’ oatmill. We nid zuh pwopahr zoop bowls for when we ‘ave zuh guests for dinn-air!”

Me: :”You HATE soup!!! I’m the only one who eats it and you never want me to serve soup when we have dinner guests anyway! Besides, I use those regular cereal bowls when I make gumbo!”

Earlier today we went to Ikea. We purchased the soup bowls. The proper soup bowls. Actually, I think this is a good thing.

Our “proper” soup bowls–found at Ikea!

It’ll help me with portion control when I have a craving for my beloved comfort food “Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup” (Don’t judge—we all have our guilty pleasure comfort food. Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup does it for me..Those little squares of chicken and carrots, those overcooked noodles in that briny broth. Heaven!)

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Don’t judge–it’s my beloved guilty pleasure!

Yeah, our Ikea visit was originally meant to purchase some plants and planting pots. Ikea has a decent selection of house plants. The think with Ikea is you go for one item and end up going home with something entirely different. Hence the soup bowls. We also picked up a lampshade that has to be returned because it didn’t fit the lamp—no problem there, I’ll gladly return the lamp shade later on in the week! We did end up buying two terra cotta plant pots. Unfortunately, today’s selection of plants was just way too large in size for what we wanted. We need some greenery in the sunroom and we need to think about prepping the deck for the warmer weather.

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More Ikea haul–the lampshade goes back!

Today’s weather is so deceiving—the sun is bright and is getting warmer, but the wind just makes it still so cold. Spring needs to get with the program!

Oh. I forgot to tell you, the other day I went back to Sephora to make the exchange of the Hourglass Veil Foundation I purchased by mistake for the Veil Mineral Primer that I meant to buy.

When I had the “makeover” at Sephora, I wasn’t paying too much attention to what the primer looked like in the bottle. I must admit, I was too busy talking. Anyway, when I took the primer out of the box I noticed the product was white. It just struck me as odd because the other primers I’ve used are clear!

In all honesty, the primer looked more like a moisturizer–there it is on my hand!

I put the primer on my face anyway. WOW!!!! No. Really. It was a “wow” moment. I could not believe how light this primer felt on my face. Even though it isn’t clear like other primers, it “glides” on the face, but it isn’t “filmy”. Normally, I have to wait a few minutes between primer application and foundation application. There was no wait time with this. It just soaked into my skin. The foundation seemed to go on easier as well.

I have the primer on but I didn’t put foundation on today. Even without foundation, the Hourglass primer really smoothed out my skin.  When I did apply foundation, it made the foundation really go on nicely! I highly recommend the Hourglass Veil Primer!

The finish it gave to my face was worth the $52.00. Yeah, it’s a bit pricey, but just a small bit goes a long, long way—I’ll have this bottle for a long time.

That’s about it for today!—Oh. Look at how pretty these onions and peppers are.

onion and peppers sauteeing

Green and purple look so lovely!

It’s so funny, our Saturday evening dinners are usually pretty fancy deals, but Bonaparte had a craving for sausage, peppers and onions last night! I ended up having Sushi. Well, the dessert was fancy—right?

XOXOXOXOX! Speaking of desserts…Here’s a song that reminds me of the old Punk rock days: New Young Pony Club singing “Ice Cream”!! Enjoy!

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