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Oct. 30th, 2005
Baking day chez Camille
Oct. 30th, 2005 10:04 pmTomorrow is our company Halloween party day. We dress up if we like, we bring a dish for a taco-soup potluck lunch (I do not know why the taco soup is mandatory, but it definitely is), there is a contest, traditionally a costume contest but this year a food contest. I did, in the end, get my shit together enough to put together a costume which would be easy to put together, which I could wear easily during the day, and which I would at least get some pleasure of, and then set to work making cornbread in pumpkin-shaped tins, one pan with jalapeno and one without because this is Georgia and in Georgia by God we do not really trust spicy food (which is one of the things I find most bewildering about life here), while listening to HBP on audio, and carefully measured out the ingredients and poured everything out and began baking.
I've made cornbread before. But this is different cornbread. This cornbread is more like a savory cake, with actual corn and cheese and onion (and of course jalapenos, for the gustatorially intrepid). And whereas plain old cornbread doesn't rise all that much, this cornbread rose a lot, and okay, you know--or maybe you don't--that in one of the Paddington books Paddington enters a baking contest and he makes so much batter that the cake gets stuck fast in the portable oven he's using and he ices the whole oven and sends it in like that? It was sort of like that, there was cornbread batter all over the bottom of the oven, everything was just out of control.
The cornbread was pretty good, though, I have to say.
:::
My first three-day weekend (broken in the middle by a day at the bookstore, but still), and it was an unqualified success. I ran my errands on Friday and did my work on Saturday, and today was positively wonderful. I slept late and lounged on the porch and then took a nap and spent the day listening to Harry Potter and now we are on the bed and the dog is licking my foot I don't know why, she is finding it tasty tonight, and for the first time in literal months, I am having a lazy day where this dangling sword of guilt isn't hanging over my head because I'm neglecting necessary things in order to enjoy my day.
I've made cornbread before. But this is different cornbread. This cornbread is more like a savory cake, with actual corn and cheese and onion (and of course jalapenos, for the gustatorially intrepid). And whereas plain old cornbread doesn't rise all that much, this cornbread rose a lot, and okay, you know--or maybe you don't--that in one of the Paddington books Paddington enters a baking contest and he makes so much batter that the cake gets stuck fast in the portable oven he's using and he ices the whole oven and sends it in like that? It was sort of like that, there was cornbread batter all over the bottom of the oven, everything was just out of control.
The cornbread was pretty good, though, I have to say.
:::
My first three-day weekend (broken in the middle by a day at the bookstore, but still), and it was an unqualified success. I ran my errands on Friday and did my work on Saturday, and today was positively wonderful. I slept late and lounged on the porch and then took a nap and spent the day listening to Harry Potter and now we are on the bed and the dog is licking my foot I don't know why, she is finding it tasty tonight, and for the first time in literal months, I am having a lazy day where this dangling sword of guilt isn't hanging over my head because I'm neglecting necessary things in order to enjoy my day.
