<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836</id><updated>2011-09-03T07:30:28.870-04:00</updated><category term='Soup'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Grilling'/><category term='Book Club with the Bitch'/><category term='Cheese'/><category term='Nester of the Week'/><category term='Road Trippin&apos;'/><category term='International Goodness'/><category term='Irish Innovations'/><category term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><category term='The Brooklyn Project'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='Motivate'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='Eating Out'/><category term='Holiday Cheer'/><category term='National Holiday'/><category term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category term='I Love It'/><category term='Crochet'/><category term='Vodka'/><category term='Shameless Apologies'/><category term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Edible Contraband'/><category term='Ice Cream'/><category term='NYC Sanitation'/><category term='Pie'/><category term='Cake'/><category term='Whack'/><category term='Bread'/><category term='Greenmarket'/><title type='text'>The Brooklyn Nester</title><subtitle type='html'>Abode. Booze. Brooklyn.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2803452975110878401</id><published>2009-02-09T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:47:02.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Limited Counter Space, Revisted; Pt.2 : A Solid Purchase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SNwglE8KpgI/AAAAAAAABDA/vUwgLOrAhLw/s1600-h/01_jamesbeard_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SNwglE8KpgI/AAAAAAAABDA/vUwgLOrAhLw/s400/01_jamesbeard_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250107086960502274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaay back in the fall, I found myself back at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebrooklynkitchen.com/home/"&gt;The Brooklyn Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to browse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With little in the way of cash, it seemed unlikely that I'd make a purchase.&lt;br /&gt;But, there it sat on the bookshelf. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beard-Bread-James/dp/0679755047"&gt;Beard on Bread&lt;/a&gt;. And, after much consideration, and finally, an approving nod from &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;, who was still sifting through the cocktail toys, I decided that, even when extremely poor, a good book is always a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the ladies at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Kitchen&lt;/span&gt; seemed to agree, stating "A solid purchase," as I paid at the checkout line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I splurged. I got the book by the infamous &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Beard"&gt;James Beard&lt;/a&gt;, which contains his 100 favorite bread recipes, both hearty and sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SNwhQfIv5gI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5niM6HJjEGY/s1600-h/0679755047.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SNwhQfIv5gI/AAAAAAAABDQ/5niM6HJjEGY/s200/0679755047.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250107832726971906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took my maiden voyage into the abyss of Beard Loafdom and made his recipe for Lemon Bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the loaf, pre-bake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SZBqE64NcvI/AAAAAAAABJE/etw89q222No/s1600-h/lemonbread1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SZBqE64NcvI/AAAAAAAABJE/etw89q222No/s400/lemonbread1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300853394172113650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, post-bake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SZBqnYeMiOI/AAAAAAAABJM/aenvhpjricA/s1600-h/lemonbread2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SZBqnYeMiOI/AAAAAAAABJM/aenvhpjricA/s400/lemonbread2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300853986231617762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this bread did not turn out quite as lovely as I'd hoped. It was a little dry, perhaps because I over-baked it a bit. And, the lemon flavor was off. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I decided that this was probably due to some pith getting mixed in with my lemon zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I must try this again...maybe soon. The oven in our new apt. is almost exactly to temperature! Huzzah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2803452975110878401?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2803452975110878401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2803452975110878401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2803452975110878401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2803452975110878401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/09/limited-counter-space-revisted-pt2.html' title='Limited Counter Space, Revisted; Pt.2 : A Solid Purchase'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SNwglE8KpgI/AAAAAAAABDA/vUwgLOrAhLw/s72-c/01_jamesbeard_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4079102175695033587</id><published>2009-02-05T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:00:00.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Limited Counter Space,  Revisited; Pt.1:  The Best News EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnXn3Oa9kI/AAAAAAAABIs/-hIkSzuZ4KI/s1600-h/ObamaCookie2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnXn3Oa9kI/AAAAAAAABIs/-hIkSzuZ4KI/s400/ObamaCookie2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299003516417406530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think the most noteworthy thing to happen in recent times, also happens to be the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; thing to happen in recent times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;OBAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, these cookies actually weren't made on election day. These pics are so fucking old, they are actually from the evening of the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;last debate&lt;/span&gt;! But, they looked so &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fabulous&lt;/span&gt; that, I said to myself, how could I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; show you people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I give you what I have labeled: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Great Debate Cookie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I paint excitedly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnZh9NmHSI/AAAAAAAABI0/QE7DcRNGMwA/s1600-h/ObamaCookie1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnZh9NmHSI/AAAAAAAABI0/QE7DcRNGMwA/s400/ObamaCookie1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299005613968596258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was before any of us were SURE that all our Obama dreams would come true, so, please excuse the red cookies. But, before anyone had won the good fight, I felt compelled to make sure that all parties were fairly represented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnZ5g8nF_I/AAAAAAAABI8/YYWugIb77G8/s1600-h/ObamaCookie3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnZ5g8nF_I/AAAAAAAABI8/YYWugIb77G8/s400/ObamaCookie3" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299006018698024946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for Obama! And hooray for the ever-versatile frosted butter cookie! And hooray, of course, to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebrooklynkitchen.com/"&gt;The Brooklyn Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for the awesome U.S.A. cookie cutter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4079102175695033587?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4079102175695033587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4079102175695033587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4079102175695033587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4079102175695033587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2009/02/limited-counter-space-revisited-pt1.html' title='Limited Counter Space,  Revisited; Pt.1:  The Best News EVER!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnXn3Oa9kI/AAAAAAAABIs/-hIkSzuZ4KI/s72-c/ObamaCookie2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5786172407710226664</id><published>2009-02-04T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:54:18.126-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shameless Apologies'/><title type='text'>Um, yeah. This blog sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnS6j45fPI/AAAAAAAABIk/B4d18pJfiDo/s1600-h/while+you+were.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnS6j45fPI/AAAAAAAABIk/B4d18pJfiDo/s400/while+you+were.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298998340086234354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took a hella-long hiatus and didn't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ma peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to suck on occasion. And the past, um, five months, are just another shining example of my fickle mentality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you are/were one of the three people who frequented &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt; with any kind of regularity, I'll apologize an umpteenth time for my incompetence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward: I'm going to try, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; being the operative word, to actually stop into &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt; and let y'all know what's going on in our kitchen. I've been cookin' it up here in our &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Greenpoint apartment! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To catch you up on all the fun times I've been having, the next few posts will be from the kitchen in our old apartment...a farewell if you will, in a 3-part series called: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Limited Counter Space, Revisited&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and all that garbage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us for future postings. Or don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, either way, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5786172407710226664?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5786172407710226664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5786172407710226664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5786172407710226664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5786172407710226664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-yeah-this-blog-sucks.html' title='Um, yeah. This blog sucks.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SYnS6j45fPI/AAAAAAAABIk/B4d18pJfiDo/s72-c/while+you+were.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6203653278512965746</id><published>2008-08-29T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T09:00:00.278-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The Need for No-Knead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSvA5DpYHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/hzurE1OKy28/s1600-h/noknead1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSvA5DpYHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/hzurE1OKy28/s400/noknead1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239004696389705842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a little nibble'n'nosh that I made recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made two loaves of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cook's Illustrated's No-Knead Bread 2.0 Recipe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to make, albeit time consuming, and it tastes great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt;...fresh baked bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSv4-jLgAI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/BetpnCo8xWM/s1600-h/noknead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSv4-jLgAI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/BetpnCo8xWM/s400/noknead2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239005659936817154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a loaf a few nights ago and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I bought a ton of cheese. We practically killed the whole loaf for dinner alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was classy, in that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;filthy&lt;/span&gt;, cheesy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-so-easy and delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, did I mention: CHEAP as hell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6203653278512965746?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6203653278512965746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6203653278512965746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6203653278512965746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6203653278512965746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/08/need-for-no-knead.html' title='The Need for No-Knead'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSvA5DpYHI/AAAAAAAAAxI/hzurE1OKy28/s72-c/noknead1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7892989142315519177</id><published>2008-08-28T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:53:54.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edible Contraband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Oh, Those Scrumptious Southerners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSt4YwplwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LwJ8VVDdwVo/s1600-h/biscuit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSt4YwplwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LwJ8VVDdwVo/s400/biscuit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239003450769512194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, great biscuits are the epitome of southern cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, high calorie eats that you can mix and match to almost any meal.&lt;br /&gt;They're good at breakfast stacked high with eggs, cheese, and bacon.&lt;br /&gt;They're good at dinner lathered up in gravy, beans, slaw, and juicy pulled pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, they're just freakin' good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I tried &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/cream-biscuits-recipe/index.html"&gt;Paula Deen's Cream Biscuit recipe&lt;/a&gt; from "Paula's Home Cooking," I nearly croaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These biscuits are easy, delicious, and perfect. And, while you'll probably want to ignore the calorie count, after one bite, I'm guessing you won't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSp8BBQoNI/AAAAAAAAAww/7dkoyU6IQyk/s1600-h/biscuits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSp8BBQoNI/AAAAAAAAAww/7dkoyU6IQyk/s400/biscuits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238999115069694162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These biscuits are da bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula Deen's Cream Biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups self-rising flour, plus more for dusting&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 500 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a medium bowl, stir together the flour, sugar, and cream until the dough forms a ball. Turn the dough out onto a surface dusted with additional flour. Fold the dough in 1/2 and knead 5 to 7 times, adding just enough flour to keep dough from sticking to your hands. Gently roll out dough to 1/2-inch thickness. Using a 3-inch biscuit cutter coated with flour, cut dough into biscuits. Place on baking sheet coated with cooking spray, leaving at least 1-inch between each biscuit. Bake for 10 minutes, or until golden brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7892989142315519177?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7892989142315519177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7892989142315519177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7892989142315519177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7892989142315519177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-those-scrumptious-southerners.html' title='Oh, Those Scrumptious Southerners'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSt4YwplwI/AAAAAAAAAxA/LwJ8VVDdwVo/s72-c/biscuit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6456724720542330733</id><published>2008-08-26T20:14:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:50:11.937-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ice Cream'/><title type='text'>Mother Knows Best: Peppermint Ice Cream Torte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSdI4o-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vvRXxyoc_Kw/s1600-h/peppermint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSdI4o-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vvRXxyoc_Kw/s400/peppermint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238985042507490450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes. I know I am the shittiest blogger &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;, and all that. The best I can say is a new job at a new restaurant has kept me very busy, and, when I'm not busy workin'...I'm busy taking a load off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, though I have been tardy with the blog, fear not. I have still been cooking, however, on a somewhat infrequent basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in my most recent adventures...I took &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; on a trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may or may not remember, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s mom gave me a recipe book for Christmas that includes her recipes with some significance in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, I made &lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-cakes-to-rule-them-all.html"&gt;Boston Cream Pie&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday from the family inspired, recipe collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peppermint Ice Cream Torte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s favorite treats of yesteryear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by layering a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Homemade Granola Mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then, a layer of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Peppermint Chocolate Chunk Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's&lt;/span&gt; of course), and then a middle layer of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chocolate Creme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I prepare below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSgnYnkGzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/x13p4DDszqc/s1600-h/peppermint+torte1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSgnYnkGzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/x13p4DDszqc/s400/peppermint+torte1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238988865022466866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I spread the Chocolate Creme over a frozen Ice Cream layer before two more rounds of freezer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLShD6TqqAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kuHSnsyKDh4/s1600-h/peppermint+torte2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLShD6TqqAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/kuHSnsyKDh4/s400/peppermint+torte2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238989355102152706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; layering and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; freezing, it was finally time for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;EATING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLShYXwiQjI/AAAAAAAAAwo/tZ81Ohw4dxk/s1600-h/peppermint+torte3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLShYXwiQjI/AAAAAAAAAwo/tZ81Ohw4dxk/s400/peppermint+torte3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238989706605249074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshing and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; seemed to enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, deep down, I know it'll never be Mom's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, he did take the liberty to bitch about the fact that I used WHITE Peppermint Ice Cream, as opposed to GREEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Mom's response?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Who sez real men don't eat green food?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the recipe Cindy! It was damn good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6456724720542330733?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6456724720542330733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6456724720542330733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6456724720542330733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6456724720542330733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/08/mother-knows-best-peppermint-ice-cream.html' title='Mother Knows Best: Peppermint Ice Cream Torte'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SLSdI4o-ZJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vvRXxyoc_Kw/s72-c/peppermint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6686317718535333008</id><published>2008-07-08T14:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:15:16.175-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trippin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Sugarbush Farm: Where (Cheesy) Dreams Come True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiI-hXCBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lVrQI2ZsFE4/s1600-h/sugarbush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiI-hXCBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lVrQI2ZsFE4/s400/sugarbush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694668158109714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I found ourselves on an extended Vermont vacation for a friend's wedding. So, after checking out a map of Woodstock, VT, I declared that a trip to &lt;a href="http://sugarbushfarm.com"&gt;Sugarbush Farm&lt;/a&gt;, where the cheese is plentiful and the maple syrup flows like wine, was an absolute necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOpfeNmqyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Bug4pWVXrY8/s1600-h/sugarbush1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOpfeNmqyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Bug4pWVXrY8/s400/sugarbush1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220702751203699490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we walk into the Sugarbush Farm Country Store first, and, there are no other words to express the feeling other than, "Holy Shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugarbush was frikkin' stocked with homemade jams, mustards, maple candies, and VT oddities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which we proceeded to sample...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiJM4xIYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NKissyQBQ14/s1600-h/sugarbush2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiJM4xIYI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/NKissyQBQ14/s400/sugarbush2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694672014385538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was on to the incredible cheese room, where we got to try every cheese they make at Sugarbush!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOipwx8eGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/mzmlkcXAwTU/s1600-h/sugarbush7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOipwx8eGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/mzmlkcXAwTU/s400/sugarbush7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695231405258850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we watch in awe as the Ladies de Sugarbush prepare and package cheese by first wrapping it in thin foil and then triple-dipping it in wax! This was so exciting. I felt like, finally, I was able to witness something worthy of a Mister Rodgers field trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiqB_uk-I/AAAAAAAAAvI/fGK6e1aUcfE/s1600-h/sugarbush9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiqB_uk-I/AAAAAAAAAvI/fGK6e1aUcfE/s400/sugarbush9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695236026471394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Foiled cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiqKmo63I/AAAAAAAAAvA/DBmhGuweSd0/s1600-h/sugarbush8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiqKmo63I/AAAAAAAAAvA/DBmhGuweSd0/s400/sugarbush8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695238337162098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked cheese, before foiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-e4CK4I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/QkYbHVQCgC8/s1600-h/sugarbush10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-e4CK4I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/QkYbHVQCgC8/s400/sugarbush10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695587376212866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Onion cheese, after being triple-waxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-u6cRRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/mB5HxHhBtv8/s1600-h/sugarbush11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-u6cRRI/AAAAAAAAAvY/mB5HxHhBtv8/s400/sugarbush11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695591681279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, addROC and I put on our best Moose faces and smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-x6WXlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/yraPlaaEKS4/s1600-h/sugarbush12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-x6WXlI/AAAAAAAAAvg/yraPlaaEKS4/s400/sugarbush12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695592486198866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we see, what's that?! A sign for a Maple Walk?! Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiJTlYZfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/rM3AH2Ec2W4/s1600-h/sugarbush3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiJTlYZfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/rM3AH2Ec2W4/s400/sugarbush3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220694673812121074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC &lt;/span&gt;and our friend Aaron head up to the teeny-tiny little bridge that begins the maple walk, as I bring it up the rear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-5Lf6hI/AAAAAAAAAvo/y5x18ZrZmk0/s1600-h/sugarbush13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOi-5Lf6hI/AAAAAAAAAvo/y5x18ZrZmk0/s400/sugarbush13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695594437175826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Maple walk, which was peaceful and oh-so-Vermontish, Aaron and I enjoy a refreshing bottle of Sugarbush Farm's own Root Beer! Sooooo fuckin' good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOuTqHpPeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5ZiRkZsB7vA/s1600-h/sugarbush14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOuTqHpPeI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5ZiRkZsB7vA/s400/sugarbush14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220708045799636450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we bid ol' Sugarbush Farm goodbye, after buying $50 worth of cheese and Maple Mustard!!! What a day trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiphgBCTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/6hspSAk5B8E/s1600-h/sugarbush6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiphgBCTI/AAAAAAAAAuw/6hspSAk5B8E/s400/sugarbush6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695227303528754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://sugarbushfarm.com"&gt;Sugarbushfarm.com&lt;/a&gt; RIGHT NOW and buy cheese. We've already ordered a ton for friends and family, and it ships extremely well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Sugarbush!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6686317718535333008?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6686317718535333008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6686317718535333008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6686317718535333008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6686317718535333008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/07/sugarbush-farm-where-cheesy-dreams-come.html' title='Sugarbush Farm: Where (Cheesy) Dreams Come True'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SHOiI-hXCBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/lVrQI2ZsFE4/s72-c/sugarbush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3985701476285122086</id><published>2008-06-05T11:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T11:00:02.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The Good Ship, Lollipop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXQiHUl7lI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DITeA2uEyNc/s1600-h/130-034%7EShirley-Temple-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXQiHUl7lI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DITeA2uEyNc/s400/130-034%7EShirley-Temple-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207797828623396434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never liked Lollipops all that much.&lt;br /&gt;Even less so, are small, high-pitched children who sing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I recently tried a new recipe that is changing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheesecake Lollipops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These charming, little treats were easy enough to make, tasty, and a very pretty addition to our Mother's Day dinner party spread, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start off by baking some cheesecake! Awww yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXRoHUl7mI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ftPjjJsu-qc/s1600-h/cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXRoHUl7mI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ftPjjJsu-qc/s400/cheesecake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207799031214239330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, prepare to get messy. 'Cause you're gonna rip that cheesecake apart after its cooled and form nice, little balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXSA3Ul7nI/AAAAAAAAAto/HBPL89rjFco/s1600-h/cheesecake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXSA3Ul7nI/AAAAAAAAAto/HBPL89rjFco/s400/cheesecake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207799456416001650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, impale the the balls like you're fighting in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.tmcnet.com/blog/tom-keating/images/braveheart.jpg"&gt;Braveheart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and freeze the little guys solid. Once they're good to go, dip them in your favorite chocolate flavor combinations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXSVHUl7oI/AAAAAAAAAtw/nAiJjCdFV6o/s1600-h/cheesecake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXSVHUl7oI/AAAAAAAAAtw/nAiJjCdFV6o/s400/cheesecake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207799804308352642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What chocolaty flavors did&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;/span&gt;pick, you ask?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Milk Chocolate and Peanut&lt;br /&gt;Milk Chocolate and Andes Mints&lt;br /&gt;White Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;White Chocolate and Dark Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it sure is a sweet trip to the candy shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_RZTusUzM8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_RZTusUzM8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3985701476285122086?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3985701476285122086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3985701476285122086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3985701476285122086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3985701476285122086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-ship-lollipop.html' title='The Good Ship, Lollipop.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXQiHUl7lI/AAAAAAAAAtY/DITeA2uEyNc/s72-c/130-034%7EShirley-Temple-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-353357780857312467</id><published>2008-06-04T11:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T11:00:03.187-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The Easiest Way To Be The Best-Girlfriend-Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXIXXUl7fI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZO7n2fhunJU/s1600-h/WonderWomanCv1-734505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXIXXUl7fI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZO7n2fhunJU/s400/WonderWomanCv1-734505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207788847846780402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break out the unitard, frillies, and lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all well and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll let you in on a little secret. When your Mom said that the way to a man's heart was via his stomach, she wasn't too far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super-hero specialties are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; little secret, but, when my boo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;addROC,&lt;/span&gt; was coming home after a long and snack-less day, I knew where my ass belonged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, throw on your sexiest teddy and heels.&lt;br /&gt;We're making snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick and Easy Crostini and Red Pepper Dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I baked a fresh loaf of my famous, and nearly perfected French Bread. But, if you're not into baking, or pressed for time, just pick up a French loaf at your local supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXJsHUl7gI/AAAAAAAAAsw/sCw4rdUD2AI/s1600-h/crustini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXJsHUl7gI/AAAAAAAAAsw/sCw4rdUD2AI/s400/crustini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207790303840693762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I cut up that bad boy into thin, round slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXJ9XUl7hI/AAAAAAAAAs4/SZA_3UiaaK4/s1600-h/crustini1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXJ9XUl7hI/AAAAAAAAAs4/SZA_3UiaaK4/s400/crustini1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207790600193437202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat up your oven to 450 degrees, paint the tops with olive oil and toast these guys until they are golden brown. It should only take around 10 minutes. But, keep a constant watch to prevent burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto the Red Pepper dip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, assemble your ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXL3XUl7iI/AAAAAAAAAtA/tuYePRex5uQ/s1600-h/crustini2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXL3XUl7iI/AAAAAAAAAtA/tuYePRex5uQ/s400/crustini2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207792696137477666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that's it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Cup Roasted Red Peppers&lt;br /&gt;4 oz Cream Cheese&lt;br /&gt;8-10 Fresh Basil Leaves&lt;br /&gt;2 Cloves Garlic (Medium to small size)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, just throw that stuff into a food processor or fancy-schmancy blender and whip it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXMrnUl7jI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4dxubkm819U/s1600-h/crustini3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXMrnUl7jI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4dxubkm819U/s400/crustini3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207793593785642546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voila! Crostini and Red Pepper dip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXNLHUl7kI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vGwnzysARjE/s1600-h/crustini4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXNLHUl7kI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vGwnzysARjE/s400/crustini4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207794134951521858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all you have to do is, lay out the goods...and wait for your lover to take the bait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, take the time to revel in your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best-Girlfriend-Ever&lt;/span&gt; glory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-353357780857312467?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/353357780857312467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=353357780857312467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/353357780857312467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/353357780857312467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/06/easiest-way-to-be-best-girlfriend-ever.html' title='The Easiest Way To Be The Best-Girlfriend-Ever'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXIXXUl7fI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZO7n2fhunJU/s72-c/WonderWomanCv1-734505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3422965201210740391</id><published>2008-06-03T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:30:02.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>'Mole! 'Mole!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXA4nUl7bI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZPaI91up71o/s1600-h/AustinPowers_Mole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXA4nUl7bI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZPaI91up71o/s400/AustinPowers_Mole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207780622984408498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not that kind of mole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm talkin' about the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guac-a-mole&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lord&lt;/span&gt;, do I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; guacamole.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says summer like some &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ooey-gooey&lt;/span&gt;, green-guac-goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I trotted out to purchase supplies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXBcXUl7cI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ShDPaq5ByzM/s1600-h/guacamole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXBcXUl7cI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ShDPaq5ByzM/s400/guacamole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207781237164731842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Mexican Summer party should be without the usual suspects: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tomato, onion, avocado, cilantro, jalapeño, lemons, limes, chips, salsa, red beans, garlic, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;most importantly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tequila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I chopped up the goods, like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXC6HUl7dI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dN2yr2tuhRQ/s1600-h/guacamole2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXC6HUl7dI/AAAAAAAAAsY/dN2yr2tuhRQ/s400/guacamole2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207782847777467858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, stir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXDLXUl7eI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ohGItuFPszI/s1600-h/guacamole1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXDLXUl7eI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ohGItuFPszI/s400/guacamole1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207783144130211298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing. Especially after many Margaritas and even more shots of Tequila! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;'Mole! 'Mole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat, drink, and celebrate the arrival of this Bitch's favorite time of year! Summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3422965201210740391?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3422965201210740391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3422965201210740391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3422965201210740391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3422965201210740391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/06/mole-mole.html' title='&apos;Mole! &apos;Mole!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SEXA4nUl7bI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZPaI91up71o/s72-c/AustinPowers_Mole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2225063617109401956</id><published>2008-05-22T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T10:00:03.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soup'/><title type='text'>Gifts From The Matriarch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SDV12yL_phI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FRV13lNST4Y/s1600-h/frenchonion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SDV12yL_phI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FRV13lNST4Y/s400/frenchonion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203194528541943314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her finger is always on the pulse of our kitchen because I blab, blab, blab to her all the live-long day about &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s many adventures in the great culinary abyss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky, because, she's not one of those boyfriend-hater Moms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, knowing I'm with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; gives her comfort. Not only because she knows I'm loved and taken care of, but, most importantly, because she knows I'm well fed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when it's time to give gifts to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;, she's always thinkin' about food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for his b-day this year, she got him a set of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chefsresource.com/le-creuset-french-onion-soup-bowls.html"&gt;Le Creuset Crock Bowls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, Sweeeeeeet!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; took his gifts, and did what he does best, cook up some food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's special? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Onion Soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla! (And, thanks Ma!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2225063617109401956?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2225063617109401956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2225063617109401956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2225063617109401956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2225063617109401956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/05/gifts-from-matriarch.html' title='Gifts From The Matriarch'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SDV12yL_phI/AAAAAAAAAsA/FRV13lNST4Y/s72-c/frenchonion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8370407004538111760</id><published>2008-05-02T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:34:48.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edible Contraband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenmarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Ramp Me, Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsZd8-qjEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/T2eXJcBPsFQ/s1600-h/ramps1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsZd8-qjEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/T2eXJcBPsFQ/s400/ramps1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195774597477862466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allium_tricoccum"&gt;RAMPS RAMPS RAMPS.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;live-long&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Everyone who's anyone in the food community, and beyond, is talking about these wild leeks. Foodie friends, all the blogs, snooty and otherwise, it's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I had to know, what is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; great about these little fuckers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Greenmarket&lt;/span&gt; in Union Square &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; work, just to make sure what seemed like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Greenmarket&lt;/span&gt; contraband hadn't sold out? And, furthermore, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; did I pay $6 for just two bushells? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eh? Eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after much skepticism, I found out what the big frikkin' deal was with ramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They are delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to get up early to get the little buggers again, so help me God, I will.&lt;br /&gt;It was a meal to remember, partly due to the mystery that was somehow solved, and partly due to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s superb execution. Which, will unfold below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC Sautés Ramps and Prosciutto .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsdQs-qjGI/AAAAAAAAArg/hNJ8IXomZSA/s1600-h/ramps4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsdQs-qjGI/AAAAAAAAArg/hNJ8IXomZSA/s400/ramps4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195778767891106914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Then, adds pasta and a healthy amount of delicious Romano Cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsdes-qjHI/AAAAAAAAAro/cqiboS7DG-4/s1600-h/ramps5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsdes-qjHI/AAAAAAAAAro/cqiboS7DG-4/s400/ramps5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195779008409275506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Plate and savor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsds8-qjII/AAAAAAAAArw/lbzyEyn8kdI/s1600-h/ramps3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsds8-qjII/AAAAAAAAArw/lbzyEyn8kdI/s400/ramps3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195779253222411394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAMPS. RAMPS. RAMPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I annoy &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; with my obnoxious ramp songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, take my word for it, they're worth singing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBse0M-qjJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/uzmfAWkj33M/s1600-h/ramps2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBse0M-qjJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/uzmfAWkj33M/s400/ramps2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195780477288090770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up early, and shake your putootie over to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Greenmarket&lt;/span&gt; for New York's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Culinary Contraband&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;RAMPS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8370407004538111760?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8370407004538111760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8370407004538111760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8370407004538111760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8370407004538111760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/05/ramp-me-baby.html' title='Ramp Me, Baby.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBsZd8-qjEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/T2eXJcBPsFQ/s72-c/ramps1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8023946495470673950</id><published>2008-04-25T10:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:43:35.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>2 Cakes To Rule Them All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHiSs-qi9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BnRu_m30RMY/s1600-h/bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHiSs-qi9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BnRu_m30RMY/s400/bday1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193180656274410450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I are now both officially &lt;spastyle="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;birthday away from landmark ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; in early April, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;, or as I like to call him, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gramps&lt;/span&gt;, turned &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; just last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I will, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;on occasion&lt;/span&gt;, search for crow's feet, I'm still &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;far, far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; more concerned with birthday snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like celebrating with a big ol' birthday cake. &lt;br /&gt;So this year, with both &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I clinging to our dear youths, as the ever-approaching, fat ol' round numbers edge closer, we decided that there is no time like the present to, as Marie Antoinette so fervently declared, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Let Them Eat Cake!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHlxs-qi-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/tmeNWoYQi4k/s1600-h/bday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHlxs-qi-I/AAAAAAAAAqg/tmeNWoYQi4k/s400/bday2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193184487385238498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC &lt;/span&gt;is the best. So, when I came home from work on my birthday I had this bad boy waiting for me!!! And, yes, it was a Funfetti Cake. It was awesome and mammoth. We ate it for days and days. It was glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday, I knew I had to make his favorite: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boston Creme Pie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my maiden voyage with this cake, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s Mom provided me with the recipe that she used to make him every year, for every birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was intimidated. In the past, I have purchased said &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Boston Creme Pies&lt;/span&gt; at fine baking establishments. But, I did it, and it was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;reeeal&lt;/span&gt; good. Maybe not as good as his Mom's, but, I still get an A for effort. Right &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gramps&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boston Creme Pie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Make Cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqe8-qi_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/HCIHbKCVlI4/s1600-h/bday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqe8-qi_I/AAAAAAAAAqo/HCIHbKCVlI4/s400/bday4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193189662820830194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make Custard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqn8-qjAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Dfdi1QtmHqs/s1600-h/bday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqn8-qjAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Dfdi1QtmHqs/s400/bday5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193189817439652866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Combine Cake and Custard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqwM-qjBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uDpRHhAIhEs/s1600-h/bday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHqwM-qjBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/uDpRHhAIhEs/s400/bday6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193189959173573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Drown Cake and Custard with Chocolate Glaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHrAM-qjCI/AAAAAAAAArA/_kXlJlUYanE/s1600-h/bday7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHrAM-qjCI/AAAAAAAAArA/_kXlJlUYanE/s400/bday7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193190234051480610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Feed the Birthday Boy!!! Happy Birthday &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHrNs-qjDI/AAAAAAAAArI/Ew3XYXJ3uSA/s1600-h/bday8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHrNs-qjDI/AAAAAAAAArI/Ew3XYXJ3uSA/s400/bday8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193190465979714610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frikkin' Yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Funfetti Cake. One Boston Creme Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Two Cakes to Rule Them All&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8023946495470673950?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8023946495470673950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8023946495470673950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8023946495470673950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8023946495470673950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-cakes-to-rule-them-all.html' title='2 Cakes To Rule Them All'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SBHiSs-qi9I/AAAAAAAAAqY/BnRu_m30RMY/s72-c/bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4244880864256326203</id><published>2008-04-21T10:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:36:34.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>Mary, Mary Quite Contrary: Seed Starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyWxrFoIeI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KjXKpyS5BJY/s1600-h/Maxfield-Ferry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyWxrFoIeI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KjXKpyS5BJY/s400/Maxfield-Ferry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191690250575421922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;Painting By: Maxfield Parrish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nesters&lt;/span&gt;, and there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are living in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiniest&lt;/span&gt; apartment in Brooklyn, there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; excuse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; to do a bit of gardening. Even if you've got just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; viable window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for us, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I have a great little roof space. And, while it maybe not be the Ritz, this year, I've decided I am going to go crazy and attempt a ridiculous roof garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the the first group of seeds that I've started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyV6bFoIdI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KqSuvdGZtN8/s1600-h/garden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyV6bFoIdI/AAAAAAAAAqA/KqSuvdGZtN8/s400/garden1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191689301387649490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Scarlet O'Hara Morning Glory.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wildflower Perennial Mix.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wildflower Bluebonnet Mix.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sweet Peas (the flower).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyY-LFoIfI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/5AmKeZKQCmY/s1600-h/garden2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyY-LFoIfI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/5AmKeZKQCmY/s400/garden2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191692664347042290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supremely stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more so, because these pictures are from almost a week ago! There have been some serious developments to my tray of peat starters! I will update you very soon so you can see the sprouts and the new flowers and veggies we've started, right here in our own little Brooklyn kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeds are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheap&lt;/span&gt;. So, head to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K-Mart&lt;/span&gt; and load up on flowers, edibles, and all the garden amenities that will make starting your Spring garden easy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4244880864256326203?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4244880864256326203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4244880864256326203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4244880864256326203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4244880864256326203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/mary-mary-quite-contrary-seed-starting.html' title='Mary, Mary Quite Contrary: Seed Starting'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SAyWxrFoIeI/AAAAAAAAAqI/KjXKpyS5BJY/s72-c/Maxfield-Ferry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2910818662508402097</id><published>2008-04-15T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T10:05:51.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The Freaking "To-Go" Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASq357NYTI/AAAAAAAAApg/ZrW6UqfvYWw/s1600-h/caramel4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASq357NYTI/AAAAAAAAApg/ZrW6UqfvYWw/s400/caramel4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189460548056342834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; this year, my mother asked me to bring dessert.&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, I brought, like, 3 pies. &lt;br /&gt;So, because I knew &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I would be traveling from our neck-of-the-woods to my folks place out in &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;q=Bay+Ridge,+New+York,+USA&amp;um=1&amp;sa=X&amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;resnum=1&amp;ct=title"&gt;Bay Ridge&lt;/a&gt;, I went to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.broadwaypanhandler.com/broadway/"&gt;The Broadway Panhandler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and invested in a set of Assemble-It-Yourself cardboard pastry boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; has come and gone. And, let me tell you something: No matter &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; I do, no matter how hard I try, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; get rid the these &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;freakin' pastry boxes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in a valiant effort to get the f#*kin' boxes out of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life, and into someone &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kitchen to take up inordinate amounts of truly invaluable space: I brought a cake to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iluvpork.com"&gt;Reid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Caramel Cake&lt;/span&gt;, inspired by the genius that is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/12/caramel-cake/"&gt;Smitten Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, was a light, white, fluffy, delicious cake before it was corrupted by filthy, sticky, sweet and creamy caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;100% Naked&lt;/span&gt;...and we think she's been working out. Lookin' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;reeeal&lt;/span&gt; good, Cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASuJZ7NYUI/AAAAAAAAApo/d1qGjLnGZww/s1600-h/caramel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASuJZ7NYUI/AAAAAAAAApo/d1qGjLnGZww/s400/caramel2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189464147238936898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Caramel.&lt;/span&gt; Hot, hot Caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASucJ7NYVI/AAAAAAAAApw/L6bkjzFG--Y/s1600-h/caramel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASucJ7NYVI/AAAAAAAAApw/L6bkjzFG--Y/s400/caramel1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189464469361484114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cake, Caramel, and  a "To-Go" box.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Classy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;functional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASuup7NYWI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KibCl3sxIJM/s1600-h/caramel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASuup7NYWI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KibCl3sxIJM/s400/caramel3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189464787189064034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER HELPFUL TIP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do yourself a frikkin' favor. &lt;br /&gt;Buy your &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"To-Go" Boxes&lt;/span&gt; on a need-to-need basis.&lt;br /&gt;Heed my advice or be stuck with a shit load of boxes that have no apparent purpose other than to remind you of the food you're not making, and to deplete precious, precious cupboard space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2910818662508402097?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2910818662508402097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2910818662508402097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2910818662508402097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2910818662508402097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/freaking-to-go-box.html' title='The Freaking &quot;To-Go&quot; Box'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/SASq357NYTI/AAAAAAAAApg/ZrW6UqfvYWw/s72-c/caramel4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-192213756061724447</id><published>2008-04-09T10:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T10:41:12.565-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Do You Know the Muffin Man?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zPuIpyZzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/r4x6zIb70MQ/s1600-h/straw5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zPuIpyZzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/r4x6zIb70MQ/s400/straw5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187249262327654194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Muffin Man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muffin Man.&lt;br /&gt;Do You Know The Muffin Man,&lt;br /&gt;Who Lives on Drury Lane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;, I do.&lt;br /&gt;He invaded my apartment, raided my cabinets, and demanded that I make muffins. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lots&lt;/span&gt; of muffins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started at the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MET Supermarket&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorkshitty.com"&gt;Greenpoint&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Strawberries are on sale for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;$1.99&lt;/span&gt;. To me, this can only mean one thing, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;! So, I snatched up my berries and high-tailed it to the check-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning to my apartment, there he sat, the little imp.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Muffin Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;knew&lt;/span&gt; what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wash my Spring Cheap-O berries!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zSyIpyZ0I/AAAAAAAAApY/PSstAAz6bIo/s1600-h/straw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zSyIpyZ0I/AAAAAAAAApY/PSstAAz6bIo/s400/straw1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187252629582014274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Dice berries and the use a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Microplane&lt;/span&gt; to get the zest of one lemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zFxYpyZwI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QKU8U2RDOU8/s1600-h/straw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zFxYpyZwI/AAAAAAAAAo4/QKU8U2RDOU8/s400/straw2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187238323045951234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mix fruit into my versatile muffin batter-base, portion, and bake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zF-opyZxI/AAAAAAAAApA/jUSdJ88LU_c/s1600-h/straw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zF-opyZxI/AAAAAAAAApA/jUSdJ88LU_c/s400/straw3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187238550679217938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Devour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zGMIpyZyI/AAAAAAAAApI/bZG6xMi915A/s1600-h/straw4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zGMIpyZyI/AAAAAAAAApI/bZG6xMi915A/s400/straw4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187238782607451938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Thank &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Muffin Man&lt;/span&gt; for making a long trip from Drury Lane, creepy as he may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bitch's Strawberry-Lemon Muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 cup diced Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Zest of One Lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mix the flour, baking powder, salt and sugar in a large bowl. Make a well in the center of the dry ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;3. In a small bowl, beat egg. Stir in milk, oil, and lemon zest. &lt;br /&gt;4. Pour wet ingredients into the well of the flour mixture. Mix quickly and lightly with a fork until moistened, but do not beat.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fold in strawberries gently, until just incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;6. Portion batter evenly into 12 muffin cups or a muffin tin.&lt;br /&gt;7. Bake for 25 minutes, or until golden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-192213756061724447?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/192213756061724447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=192213756061724447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/192213756061724447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/192213756061724447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-you-know-muffin-man.html' title='Do You Know the Muffin Man?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_zPuIpyZzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/r4x6zIb70MQ/s72-c/straw5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1904351046736609220</id><published>2008-04-07T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T10:19:21.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shameless Apologies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>The New Man in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_onzopyZtI/AAAAAAAAAog/8JQ-6dxfA_A/s1600-h/mr-clean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_onzopyZtI/AAAAAAAAAog/8JQ-6dxfA_A/s400/mr-clean.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186501688910046930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first. &lt;br /&gt;My apologies for being a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;terrible/horrible/horrendous blogger&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy as hell, and when I do find a free moment, I'm a total slacker. &lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you who have checked this blog faithfully, I want to say thanks, and, sorry. I hope to be a little bit better about posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I want to talk about my new man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you've used his liquid cleaners. But, ask yourself: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have I tried the &lt;a href="http://www.drugstore.com/products/prod.asp?pid=146253&amp;catid=9619&amp;brand=29357&amp;trx=PLST-0-BRAND&amp;trxp1=9619&amp;trxp2=146253&amp;trxp3=1&amp;trxp4=0&amp;btrx=BUY-PLST-0-BRAND"&gt;Mr. Clean Magic Eraser&lt;/a&gt; yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your answer was "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;," you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to get real. Because you are working too hard to clean your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bathroom was in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; bad shape. &lt;br /&gt;And when I say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; bad shape, I mean, there was shit growing in there that I was afraid would spore out and make new colonies in my hair, skin, and mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathing loses that refreshing feeling when you step out of the shower feeling dirtier than when you stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;So, when we invited friends, and their baby, over for dinner, it was time to get down to the nitty-gritty. After all, I didn't want to be responsible for infecting our friend's child with a wild-mold-spore disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Clean Magic Eraser&lt;/span&gt; and did practically &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; except wave it over the nasty film of my tub, sink, and shower walls. And, as if &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campusterrassa.upc.es/associacions/gbu/images/jesus.jpg"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were there waving his hands over my bathroom, blessing its near-damned soul, it was clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go buy the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Magic Eraser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Like the holy gift of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ATM&lt;/span&gt;, you will wonder how you functioned in society before this product existed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1904351046736609220?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1904351046736609220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1904351046736609220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1904351046736609220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1904351046736609220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-man-in-my-life.html' title='The New Man in My Life'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R_onzopyZtI/AAAAAAAAAog/8JQ-6dxfA_A/s72-c/mr-clean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2800303467599318980</id><published>2008-03-18T10:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:35:08.199-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish Innovations'/><title type='text'>St. Paddy's Day Celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_GtMTYJ7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/KFp3gxYCy-s/s1600-h/stpaddy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; &lt;br /&gt;cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_GtMTYJ7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/KFp3gxYCy-s/s400/stpaddy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179076576198272946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi-Ho &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nesters&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;I know it's been awhile, but, I'm back with a special, beef lover's, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;St. Patrick's Day Special&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun times started over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt; blood was boiling, so we decided to make it a culinary celebration! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday it was a traditional boiled Irish supper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to boiling some  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chuck Steak&lt;/span&gt; in the slow cooker with: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt;, Peppercorns, and a few Bay Leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_MysTYJ8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/7PvFxbVkuHc/s1600-h/stpaddys4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_MysTYJ8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/7PvFxbVkuHc/s400/stpaddys4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179083267757320130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we added Potatoes, Cabbage, and Carrots. Mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the best was saved for the actual night of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;St. Patrick's Day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; made a ridiculous &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt; marinated steak. &lt;br /&gt;Which was cooked to perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_NiMTYJ9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Vksr5OOqP38/s1600-h/stpaddys3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_NiMTYJ9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Vksr5OOqP38/s400/stpaddys3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179084083801106386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we moved on to a traditional &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt; treat that is so delectable and delightful, that its consumption with a beverage like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jameson&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt; necessary, and really, just plain common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The One...The Only....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_OOcTYJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoY/01wHGNbRZ3w/s1600-h/stpaddys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_OOcTYJ-I/AAAAAAAAAoY/01wHGNbRZ3w/s400/stpaddys2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179084844010317794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IRISH SODA BREAD!!!!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate, drank, and were oh-so-very-merry. &lt;br /&gt;Just as St. Paddy would have wanted it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cheers to the Irish! &lt;br /&gt;Erin Go Bragh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2800303467599318980?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2800303467599318980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2800303467599318980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2800303467599318980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2800303467599318980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/03/st-paddys-day-celebrations.html' title='St. Paddy&apos;s Day Celebrations'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9_GtMTYJ7I/AAAAAAAAAoA/KFp3gxYCy-s/s72-c/stpaddy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6389886342224994626</id><published>2008-03-06T10:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:16:21.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Cast Iron Skillet Cornbread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AGdZqkhlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/BZt0lm0mlOI/s1600-h/skilletcornbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AGdZqkhlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/BZt0lm0mlOI/s400/skilletcornbread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174643074024113746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother gave both &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I gift certificates to the hot new kitchen store in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SoHo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.surlatable.com/?kwid="&gt;Sur La Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and I went &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;apeshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the store twice, contemplating this and that, checking out the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SILPATS&lt;/span&gt; and bar spoons...we got a few &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; choice items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;'s favorite: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Cast Iron Skillet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, at first, this little toy just reminded me of cowboy eggs and French people, I've found that I've become quite fond of this heavy-ass pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; made chili, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;we had&lt;/span&gt; to make cornbread. Off I went, mixing up the dry ingredients, like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AFFZqkhkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/U_2mF1FB3FA/s1600-h/drycornbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AFFZqkhkI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/U_2mF1FB3FA/s400/drycornbread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174641562195625538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the wet ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AIc5qkhmI/AAAAAAAAAng/Sl5u2OSCAj8/s1600-h/wetcornbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AIc5qkhmI/AAAAAAAAAng/Sl5u2OSCAj8/s400/wetcornbread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174645264457434722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt;, into the oven, pan and all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;? A pan, that goes in the oven and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;doesn't melt&lt;/span&gt;?! &lt;br /&gt;And, it produced this gem-of-a-hunk-of cornbread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AI5pqkhnI/AAAAAAAAAno/BDUnmYlU7dw/s1600-h/closeupskillet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AI5pqkhnI/AAAAAAAAAno/BDUnmYlU7dw/s400/closeupskillet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174645758378673778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all's I need is to make cowboy eggs and to find some French people to enjoy them with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;, cornbread will have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6389886342224994626?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6389886342224994626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6389886342224994626' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6389886342224994626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6389886342224994626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/03/cast-iron-skillet-cornbread.html' title='Cast Iron Skillet Cornbread'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R9AGdZqkhlI/AAAAAAAAAnY/BZt0lm0mlOI/s72-c/skilletcornbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3252208144879819020</id><published>2008-02-27T09:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:24:05.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Tart Smarts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R8VuBC4oYAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TDkMMMpEUCs/s1600-h/tarts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R8VuBC4oYAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TDkMMMpEUCs/s400/tarts2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171660711338205186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's plainly obvious that I adore &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/nester-of-week-christopher-kimball.html"&gt;Christopher Kimball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and everything and anything that has to do with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americastestkitchen.com/"&gt;America's Test Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I found myself in the dessert-y mood, I went straight to the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Best-Americas-Test-Kitchen-2008/dp/1933615192"&gt;Best of America's Test Kitchen 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there they were...calling my name. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rustic Free-Form Apple Tartlets&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hopped-to and whipped up a new kind of pastry dough (one that requires no shortening, but uses cream cheese). Let it chill and rolled out my tiny tarts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apple filling was simple, leaving the fruit to speak for itself, which is always more satisfying then adding ooodles and ooodles of sugar and other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really couldn't have been easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make the dough, wrap it around some fruit, bake, and you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R8VvzC4oYBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/gLvyuzyCWBU/s1600-h/tart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R8VvzC4oYBI/AAAAAAAAAnI/gLvyuzyCWBU/s400/tart3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171662669843292178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest thing to buying awesomely awesome tarts from a swanky bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were phenomenal. And so frikkin' easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was able to escape my pie obsession for a few days, only to become obsessed with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rustic Free-Form Tartlets&lt;/span&gt;. I am definitely going to make these again and experiment with other fruits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Strawberry&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Kimball...yet again you have proven that you are a God among us mere mortals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3252208144879819020?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3252208144879819020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3252208144879819020' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3252208144879819020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3252208144879819020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/tart-smarts.html' title='Tart Smarts'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R8VuBC4oYAI/AAAAAAAAAnA/TDkMMMpEUCs/s72-c/tarts2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7440700056734785055</id><published>2008-02-15T09:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:51:00.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Let Them Eat Cake(s): Valentine's Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WmyS4oX_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7Ud1sYGElg/s1600-h/bubbly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WmyS4oX_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7Ud1sYGElg/s400/bubbly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167219530470547442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night I decided to continue my tradition of making cupcakes for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stoked on the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L train&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; about the little suckers. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not really much of a cake person, but, there is something just wonderful about little, self-contained cakes. &lt;br /&gt;A single serving, a dainty treat, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; darling. &lt;br /&gt;Such a cute little snack was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to be baked on the most lovey-dovey day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, after much anticipation, I realized I forgot the frosting when I finally got to the apartment. I had too many things to get together, so, out of frustration, I almost scratched the idea all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw the food coloring in the cupboard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they can't be frosted, then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;damn it&lt;/span&gt;, they will be pink. So, off I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt; Pink batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WfBS4oX6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wzdcDJeKCLM/s1600-h/cupcakebatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WfBS4oX6I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/wzdcDJeKCLM/s400/cupcakebatter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167210992075562914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Next:&lt;/span&gt; Into the oven, just like Hansel and Gretel. Only, if these cakes had been those children, they &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; would have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WgoS4oX8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/4Cw0SmR8Vj0/s1600-h/cupcakesinoven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WgoS4oX8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/4Cw0SmR8Vj0/s400/cupcakesinoven.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167212761602088898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Finishing Touches:&lt;/span&gt; Making these cupcakes as cheesy as possible for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;, because, what would &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; be without a sickeningly sweet message to send him into the throes of passion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WhNy4oX9I/AAAAAAAAAmo/f466fZPkziI/s1600-h/cupcakesheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WhNy4oX9I/AAAAAAAAAmo/f466fZPkziI/s400/cupcakesheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167213405847183314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes. I made a heart out of baby-cakes that reads: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I &lt;3 U BABY CAKES."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me a loser? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the end, loser or not, I made some cute-ass cupcakes. Delectable for zee munchin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Enjoy your weekend Nesters! &lt;br /&gt;Happy President's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy 100th Post&lt;/span&gt; to us here at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7440700056734785055?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7440700056734785055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7440700056734785055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7440700056734785055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7440700056734785055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-them-eat-cakes-valentines-aftermath.html' title='Let Them Eat Cake(s): Valentine&apos;s Aftermath'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7WmyS4oX_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/g7Ud1sYGElg/s72-c/bubbly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8225384748158882006</id><published>2008-02-14T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:50:42.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7RTqS4oX5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/x1ougoOS0Xk/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7RTqS4oX5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/x1ougoOS0Xk/s400/heart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166846658589777810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending some love out to you all, faithful Nesters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make something tasty for the one(s) you love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you don't have the time, or the patience, to make cupcakes...then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;promise me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you'll eat an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;inordinate amount of chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon! I'm off to spread the love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8225384748158882006?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8225384748158882006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8225384748158882006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8225384748158882006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8225384748158882006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7RTqS4oX5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/x1ougoOS0Xk/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1869289357106073131</id><published>2008-02-13T10:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:53:07.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crochet'/><title type='text'>Let's Get Crafty: DIY Crochet Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7L-AC4oX4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/U9Kcvim05n4/s1600-h/crochetheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7L-AC4oX4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/U9Kcvim05n4/s400/crochetheart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166470999275233154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is the most &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;loathed&lt;/span&gt; holiday of the year: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're a lover or a hater...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;it's coming&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;So, why not have a little fun? &lt;br /&gt;Even if you're single...impress your crush with the latest in my adventures in craftdom: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crochet hearts&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And, if you're not single, annoy your loved ones by having tiny crochet hearts &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ALL OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching zee internets for random &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; crafts I came across this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sONRCluPj2A&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sONRCluPj2A&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, not a second later, I was off to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B.E. Yarn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(784 Manhattan Ave near Calyer St.)&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;a href="http://newyorkshitty.com"&gt;Greenpoint&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got me some purdy new yarn, and hunkered down on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;It was actually pretty easy. So, now, I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all about&lt;/span&gt; the crochet tutorials. And, I have a shitload of pink, crocheted hearts laying all over my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7L7ZC4oX3I/AAAAAAAAAl4/yL7DkrzMXg4/s1600-h/crochethearts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7L7ZC4oX3I/AAAAAAAAAl4/yL7DkrzMXg4/s400/crochethearts2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166468130237079410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, how precious are these?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they serve no purpose whatsoever, save for putting me in the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentine's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;spirit&lt;/span&gt;, they're &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cute&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm think I'm going to use them as little doilies for chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go forth, crochet hearts. &lt;br /&gt;They're festive in that lovey-dovey way and oh-so-granny-ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're going to be all: &lt;br /&gt;"I hate Valentine's day. Psshah." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, get black yarn...and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1869289357106073131?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1869289357106073131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1869289357106073131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1869289357106073131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1869289357106073131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/lets-get-crafty-diy-crochet-hearts.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Crafty: DIY Crochet Hearts'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7L-AC4oX4I/AAAAAAAAAmA/U9Kcvim05n4/s72-c/crochetheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4800386166093447048</id><published>2008-02-11T11:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:36:31.846-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish Innovations'/><title type='text'>Irish Lace Cookies: The Not-So-Pretty Irish Lasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7BluC4oX1I/AAAAAAAAAlo/KWtgnIOPCeM/s1600-h/irishcookiedough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7BluC4oX1I/AAAAAAAAAlo/KWtgnIOPCeM/s400/irishcookiedough.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165740614316744530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the Irish...how I love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm obsessed. &lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, I love Irish people, literature, culture, music, and beverages so much, I actually majored in Irish Studies when I attended college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the overriding themes in Irish history is that the people of Ireland, when pressed, can make a little go a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; way. Back in the day, peasants on the Emerald Isle didn't get to indulge in many pleasures, especially culinary delights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people made the most out of what they had sitting in their near bare cupboards. So, out of strife and innovation, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/13178"&gt;Irish Lace Cookie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cookie with practically &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; in it, yet, it tastes like a little bite of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I hearkened back to the days when my ancestors were still starving somewhere in County Clare, and baked a batch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7BrGi4oX2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/C3Q1Y4zPwR4/s1600-h/irishcookiecooked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7BrGi4oX2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/C3Q1Y4zPwR4/s400/irishcookiecooked.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165746532781678434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hot-damn, were they the ugliest little cookies I ever did see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly, but delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need now is a shot of &lt;strong&gt;Jameson&lt;/strong&gt;...and it's a winter warm-up snack that can't be beat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4800386166093447048?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4800386166093447048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4800386166093447048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4800386166093447048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4800386166093447048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/not-so-pretty-irish-lasses.html' title='Irish Lace Cookies: The Not-So-Pretty Irish Lasses'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R7BluC4oX1I/AAAAAAAAAlo/KWtgnIOPCeM/s72-c/irishcookiedough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1648103923589127336</id><published>2008-02-07T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T11:31:19.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shameless Apologies'/><title type='text'>I'm so Crap-tastic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R6sxhPhGaEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B6n0UJ9j8DE/s1600-h/Sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R6sxhPhGaEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B6n0UJ9j8DE/s400/Sorry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164275844881213506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sorry y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work and family related hullabaloo has kept this &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nester&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a little too busy as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincere apologies on the lack of posting. But, I promise, in the next few days we should be back up and running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to do some baking...so, I hope that you'll come and check out my soon-to-be-posted snacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all had a wonderful &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;National Pie Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to personally thank all the bloggers who submitted their pie photos! Delicious and Wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day! See you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1648103923589127336?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1648103923589127336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1648103923589127336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1648103923589127336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1648103923589127336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-crap-tastic.html' title='I&apos;m so Crap-tastic.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R6sxhPhGaEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/B6n0UJ9j8DE/s72-c/Sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8711710643193750266</id><published>2008-01-23T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T09:16:39.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Happy National Pie Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dMdfhGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gAtnPhHtY1I/s1600-h/potpiesoutofoven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dMdfhGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gAtnPhHtY1I/s400/potpiesoutofoven.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158675967736440658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! It has &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; arrived! The highly anticipated &lt;strong&gt;National Pie Day&lt;/strong&gt;! And, this lady &lt;em&gt;couldn't&lt;/em&gt; be more pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two kinds of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY SPECIAL PIE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to share with you today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can &lt;em&gt;see above&lt;/em&gt;, last night we were celebrating the &lt;em&gt;eve&lt;/em&gt; of this great day by eating some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/2478"&gt;Chicken, Ham, and Fennel Pot Pies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freaking ridiculous.&lt;/strong&gt; So good effin' good that it made me remember why I got so &lt;em&gt;gung-ho&lt;/em&gt; about today in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, is the beautiful four-some that emerged from our oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;strong&gt;before shot&lt;/strong&gt; of our gastronomic gems with a little egg-wash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dNDPhGZ2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/pAymIj4_noA/s1600-h/potpieeggwash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dNDPhGZ2I/AAAAAAAAAjo/pAymIj4_noA/s400/potpieeggwash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158676616276502370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what kind of blog would we be if we didn't show you how soft and flaky our crust was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dNjfhGZ3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/utA4fPuIDIo/s1600-h/potpiefilling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dNjfhGZ3I/AAAAAAAAAjw/utA4fPuIDIo/s400/potpiefilling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158677170327283570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; was amazing. But, did you think that was all I was gonna pull out for &lt;strong&gt;National Pie Day&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hells no.&lt;/strong&gt; I wouldn't &lt;em&gt;jip&lt;/em&gt; you like that. Check out the fantastic dessert from start to finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strawberry Butterfly Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the gorgeous berries are washed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dOPfhGZ4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/03tCcOM-wjs/s1600-h/berrieswashed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dOPfhGZ4I/AAAAAAAAAj4/03tCcOM-wjs/s400/berrieswashed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158677926241527682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I rolled out an All-American double crust (&lt;em&gt;notice I drink &lt;strong&gt;beer&lt;/strong&gt; while I work, &lt;strong&gt;an absolute necessity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dOefhGZ5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/zWOtpQ01Pzs/s1600-h/berriesdough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dOefhGZ5I/AAAAAAAAAkA/zWOtpQ01Pzs/s400/berriesdough.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158678183939565458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I mixed our strawberries with tapioca, sugar, and cut some butter all around, because, what would pie be without &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of butter?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dO4fhGZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gdr8WGNDjZo/s1600-h/berriesdotted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dO4fhGZ6I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gdr8WGNDjZo/s400/berriesdotted.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158678630616164258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it was time to assemble the pie, &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; cutting a lovely butterfly steam vent, &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPKfhGZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1DoRgYsHIFo/s1600-h/berriesassembling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPKfhGZ7I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1DoRgYsHIFo/s400/berriesassembling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158678939853809586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the oven she went, and out she came, looking buxom and bubbly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPbPhGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/AZxp9trniFA/s1600-h/berrybaked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPbPhGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/AZxp9trniFA/s400/berrybaked.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158679227616618434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, at last, slices were cut and many-a-tummy was made happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPoPhGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/F2ST9xeO-CU/s1600-h/berryslice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dPoPhGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAkg/F2ST9xeO-CU/s400/berryslice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158679450954917842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! So good it's Godly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie is a passion. And today we can go &lt;strong&gt;ALL-OUT&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make pie, bake pie, and eat pie!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL PIE DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out pictures sent to me from fellow bloggers and readers!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beauty was sent to me by Mrs. Hess, one of my most favorite food bloggers! Isn't her Chicken Pot Pie fabulous?! Go check out her blog, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lastnightsdinner.net/"&gt;Last Night's Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, this second! Her culinary adventures will get your mouth watering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5egDvhGZ-I/AAAAAAAAAko/gmqXRc6MHBI/s1600-h/2213740931_9c36e90113_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5egDvhGZ-I/AAAAAAAAAko/gmqXRc6MHBI/s400/2213740931_9c36e90113_o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158767884331542498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, look at this bad boy!!! Nabeela, hostess of the wonderful blog &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://trialsnerror.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trial and Error&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sent me a picture of her luscious Wild Blueberry Crumble Pie, ummm, SCRUMPTIOUS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5egzPhGZ_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ckbzV1qOD5g/s1600-h/new1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5egzPhGZ_I/AAAAAAAAAkw/ckbzV1qOD5g/s400/new1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158768700375328754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a submission from Harry, of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.thebrooklynkitchen.com/"&gt;The Brooklyn Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He made a Pumpkin Pie with a Graham Cracker Crust....YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5nukPhGaAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/cYEwAzKf1a4/s1600-h/Unknown.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5nukPhGaAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/cYEwAzKf1a4/s400/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159417154537678850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8711710643193750266?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8711710643193750266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8711710643193750266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8711710643193750266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8711710643193750266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-national-pie-day.html' title='Happy National Pie Day!!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5dMdfhGZ1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gAtnPhHtY1I/s72-c/potpiesoutofoven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1825442587930786911</id><published>2008-01-22T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T12:34:39.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Jamaican Beef Pies*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YHilJEtqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oW6AXsSOSwI/s1600-h/rollpattie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158318713866598050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YHilJEtqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oW6AXsSOSwI/s400/rollpattie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving dinner a a great deal of thought, trying to keep in step with this week's pie theme, we decided to bend the rules a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;meat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we pulled out the beer and the &lt;strong&gt;Jamaican Rum &lt;/strong&gt;(Holla!) and got to cookin' some grub as if we were on the beaches of Negril, as opposed to our cold-ass kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above&lt;/em&gt;, I rolled out the pastry, which is very similar to the pastry of your traditional pie. Though, it does contain quite a bit more flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, using an ugly, little bowl, I cut out circles of pastry...which would soon be stuffed with tasty, tasty beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YImVJEtrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xqU13KsuXLQ/s1600-h/cutpattie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158319877802735282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YImVJEtrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/xqU13KsuXLQ/s400/cutpattie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; stuffed those bad boys, and then sealed them shut with egg and rum...and into the lovin' heat of the oven they went. And, then, after some minor dripping, we removed our tasty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_18442,00.html"&gt;Jamaican Meat Pies*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the oven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJB1JEtsI/AAAAAAAAAjA/NZNx7WDiqcw/s1600-h/cookedpatties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158320350249137858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJB1JEtsI/AAAAAAAAAjA/NZNx7WDiqcw/s400/cookedpatties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we placed a lovely veggie and ranch appetizer on the table for pre-dinner nibbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJZVJEttI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wVYWABTchQw/s1600-h/veggies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158320753976063698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJZVJEttI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wVYWABTchQw/s400/veggies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for the final plating, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; mixed up some of his famous bean salad, grabbed our meat pies* and we went to town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJ2FJEtuI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/fr8IubiTeLY/s1600-h/pattiesandbeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158321247897302754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YJ2FJEtuI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/fr8IubiTeLY/s400/pattiesandbeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt; delicious. The spices in the meat filling were fragrant and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;It was a new kind of pie, and it got me thinkin' that I should branch out more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion to today's post, I would like to remind you all that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;National Pie Day&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We will have some special pies to post from our kitchen, and we hope to see your contributions as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send us a photo of the pie you've made (it can be sweet &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; savory) with a brief description and we will include it in tomorrow's post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All entries should be sent to:&lt;/strong&gt; thebrooklynnester (at) gmail (dot) com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great time baking (and eating) your pie! I look forward to seeing your entries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*These "pies" are typically called "Jamaican Beef Patties." But, for the sake of pie week, I am taking the liberty of calling them pies. If you have objections to this slight substitution, I apologize, but, in actuality, they are little pies! Extremely delicious little pies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1825442587930786911?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1825442587930786911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1825442587930786911' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1825442587930786911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1825442587930786911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/jamaican-beef-pies.html' title='Jamaican Beef Pies*'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5YHilJEtqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oW6AXsSOSwI/s72-c/rollpattie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6325111925393226194</id><published>2008-01-18T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:15:43.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>Keep Your Eyes on the Pies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5DKvlJEtpI/AAAAAAAAAio/yopdO9uqYVA/s1600-h/mlk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156844492112049810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5DKvlJEtpI/AAAAAAAAAio/yopdO9uqYVA/s400/mlk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Nesters, it is a Holiday weekend, in many respects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, we celebrate a man whose vision and goodness still resonates throughout this country and the world. On &lt;strong&gt;Martin Luther King Day&lt;/strong&gt;, we all take a moment to remember and to honor a national emblem of peace, whose loss is still felt. And, whose message is carried on by the many hearts he touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MLK&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt; salutes you, for pursuing peace in a world that has far too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to remembering &lt;strong&gt;Dr. King&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I will be busy preparing for this coming &lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, January 23rd. AKA National Pie Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5DJSFJEtoI/AAAAAAAAAig/IFaFe6Hc9R8/s1600-h/thiebaud_pies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156842885794281090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5DJSFJEtoI/AAAAAAAAAig/IFaFe6Hc9R8/s400/thiebaud_pies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Painting: © Wayne Thiebaud)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage everyone to make a pie! Make many pies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email your photos and a short description to [thebrooklynnester (at) gmail (dot) com] and &lt;strong&gt;we will post your photos on the 23rd&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pie-spiration, take a look at all the pies &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt; has made in 2007!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGfyvNfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_e1BRHNtNYA/s1600-h/serve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGfyvNfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_e1BRHNtNYA/s400/serve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129747856328850770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pear Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; Crisp and lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rv0F_AOVXXI/AAAAAAAAASk/671_zJ5A83Q/s1600-h/cherrypie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rv0F_AOVXXI/AAAAAAAAASk/671_zJ5A83Q/s400/cherrypie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115251331712769394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cherry Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; Horrendous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvkX1wOVXKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qliGG2qY_h4/s1600-h/applepie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvkX1wOVXKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qliGG2qY_h4/s400/applepie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114145064101436578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; Delicious, and oh-so-American!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1lPBeJwvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CBvFvXOM1lw/s1600-h/raspberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1lPBeJwvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CBvFvXOM1lw/s400/raspberry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106348861275357938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raspberry Chiffon Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; Amazing...my favorite of the entire year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1l7BeJwwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BeB5nfIwm0g/s1600-h/PB%26Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1l7BeJwwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BeB5nfIwm0g/s400/PB%26Chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106349617189602050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peanut Butter Cream Pie w/Chocolate-Coated Rice Crispie&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Crust.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; liked this one, but, it was a little too much Peanut Butter for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsL7eF-5vzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOnNVLTtA3s/s1600-h/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsL7eF-5vzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOnNVLTtA3s/s400/pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098914222557478706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gingered-Lemon Meringue Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; A sour, bitter disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqFnl-5vmI/AAAAAAAAALU/z_KTBUzJfhY/s1600-h/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqFnl-5vmI/AAAAAAAAALU/z_KTBUzJfhY/s400/pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096532843580472930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Chocolate Pecan Pie.&lt;/strong&gt; My first pie EVER! And it was good! What can I say? Pie and I are a match made in pastry heaven!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy your &lt;strong&gt;MLK day&lt;/strong&gt;, and think about making some &lt;strong&gt;Pies for Peace&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MLK&lt;/strong&gt;...this pie's for you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6325111925393226194?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6325111925393226194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6325111925393226194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6325111925393226194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6325111925393226194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/keep-your-eyes-on-pies.html' title='Keep Your Eyes on the Pies'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R5DKvlJEtpI/AAAAAAAAAio/yopdO9uqYVA/s72-c/mlk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6194329604477360878</id><published>2008-01-16T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T10:31:45.821-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='International Goodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Bavarian Night (Sort Of)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44T9lJEthI/AAAAAAAAAho/1nQI0HyOuvw/s1600-h/GERM0102.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44T9lJEthI/AAAAAAAAAho/1nQI0HyOuvw/s400/GERM0102.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156080572048913938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Willkommen Nesters!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, indeed, to our &lt;strong&gt;Bavarian Night&lt;/strong&gt;, or so I insisted on calling it. Though, in actuality it was really nothing other than &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I happily scurrying across our kitchen preparing to bake (&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian&lt;/strong&gt;) pretzels. Wondering, the whole time, how long it would be before they were baking in the oven and &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; would be standing at the stove grilling (&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian&lt;/strong&gt;) Bratwurst and boiling (&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian&lt;/strong&gt;) Pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the &lt;strong&gt;(Bavarian) &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2007/02/knotted-and-stacked-disappearing-acts/"&gt;Pretzel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; making began with the rolling of the dough that I had allowed to rise for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44WV1JEtiI/AAAAAAAAAhw/RqqDTRuJuW0/s1600-h/roll%27emout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44WV1JEtiI/AAAAAAAAAhw/RqqDTRuJuW0/s400/roll%27emout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156083187683997218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I twisted them into teeny-weeny, cutesy-wootsy baby (&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian&lt;/strong&gt;) pretzels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44WnlJEtjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/gf_BUZQsXFg/s1600-h/shape%27em.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44WnlJEtjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/gf_BUZQsXFg/s400/shape%27em.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156083492626675250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I brushed them with a lovely egg wash, and we both sprinkled some course salt, both plain Sea Salt and natural Celtic Grey Sea Salt, over the tops:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44XHFJEtkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/z2XJzJe56Ug/s1600-h/paintingpretzels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44XHFJEtkI/AAAAAAAAAiA/z2XJzJe56Ug/s400/paintingpretzels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156084033792554562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right before they went in to the oven, they looked something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44fMVJEtlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/1gpKXdnR8BU/s1600-h/readytobakepret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44fMVJEtlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/1gpKXdnR8BU/s400/readytobakepret.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156092920079890002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the oven they went! Gott sei Dank!* And then out they came, and they were as golden and adorable as I could ever have wished for! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44fw1JEtmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/W6R9ZwYkcOA/s1600-h/cookedpretzels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44fw1JEtmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/W6R9ZwYkcOA/s400/cookedpretzels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156093547145115234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, after much labor, we sat down to enjoy our (&lt;strong&gt;Bavarian&lt;/strong&gt;) Bratwurst, Pasta, and Pretzel Feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44gXlJEtnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/nwy0pbeEP-g/s1600-h/bratwurst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44gXlJEtnI/AAAAAAAAAiY/nwy0pbeEP-g/s400/bratwurst.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156094212865046130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Köstlich!** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;**Delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6194329604477360878?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6194329604477360878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6194329604477360878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6194329604477360878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6194329604477360878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/bavarian-night-sort-of.html' title='Bavarian Night (Sort Of)'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R44T9lJEthI/AAAAAAAAAho/1nQI0HyOuvw/s72-c/GERM0102.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5776737502705286420</id><published>2008-01-15T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T13:26:00.231-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week: Rose Levy Beranbaum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4zZLlJEtfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mB_IMotvtgc/s1600-h/_ROSE_STANDING_W_BLUE_BOWL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4zZLlJEtfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mB_IMotvtgc/s400/_ROSE_STANDING_W_BLUE_BOWL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155734466404333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/prepare-ye-way-of-pie.html"&gt;officially announcing &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;pie season&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, here at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt;, it would be inappropriate to ignore a very special lady who has influenced the world of pie and pastry exponentially. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rose Levy Beranbaum&lt;/span&gt; is the author of the famed and, not to mention, completely necessary: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0684813483/bookstorenow600-20"&gt;The Pie and Pastry Bible&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4zaaVJEtgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yprZDr8iZgg/s1600-h/5132SZPR6FL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4zaaVJEtgI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yprZDr8iZgg/s400/5132SZPR6FL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155735819319031298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have her book(s), I bet you've made one of her recipes. &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/tools/searchresults?search=rose+levy+beranbaum&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;Epicurious.com&lt;/a&gt; draws &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of their pie and pastry recipes from her books...and, she hosts a wonderful blog, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realbakingwithrose.com/"&gt;Real Baking With Rose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, equipped with recipes and a ton of baking tips and tidbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this pie season, we celebrate you Rose. Here's to you, for making our quest for the perfect pie just a little bit easier...crust and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5776737502705286420?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5776737502705286420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5776737502705286420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5776737502705286420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5776737502705286420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/nester-of-week-rose-levy-beranbaum.html' title='Nester of the Week: Rose Levy Beranbaum'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4zZLlJEtfI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mB_IMotvtgc/s72-c/_ROSE_STANDING_W_BLUE_BOWL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2135183284674204922</id><published>2008-01-11T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:28:57.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Prepare Ye, The Way Of The Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4eG61JEteI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kxhRzzCdUvU/s1600-h/pie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4eG61JEteI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kxhRzzCdUvU/s400/pie.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154236643804493282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hear ye! Hear ye!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get ready for a holiday that is so great, so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spectacular&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, that it has to wait for Christmas, New Years, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Martin Luther King Day to pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piecouncil.org/national.htm"&gt;January 23rd is National Pie Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, we take pie &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY, VERY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in preparation for this great day...it has officially become &lt;strong&gt;pie season&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post several pies in the coming weeks, and, hope to have a VERY special pie on the actual day itself, which happens to fall on a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;faithful nester&lt;/em&gt;, to make pies as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apple, Mincemeat, Pecan, Sour Cherry, Blueberry, Strawberry Rhubarb, Chocolate Peanut Butter, Chicken Pot, and the list goes on....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a pie, any pie, send us [&lt;strong&gt;thebrooklynnester (at) gmail (dot) com&lt;/strong&gt;] a photo with a short description and &lt;strong&gt;WE WILL POST IT on the 23rd of January, &lt;a href="http://www.piecouncil.org/national.htm"&gt;NATIONAL PIE DAY&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pies now, and forever! Prepare ye, the way of the pie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2135183284674204922?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2135183284674204922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2135183284674204922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2135183284674204922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2135183284674204922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/prepare-ye-way-of-pie.html' title='Prepare Ye, The Way Of The Pie'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4eG61JEteI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/kxhRzzCdUvU/s72-c/pie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8186286626222968131</id><published>2008-01-10T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:08:50.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>I Can Mash Potato...I Can Do the (Cheddar) Twist(s)!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4YvwVJEtaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vDuuPiIy_bo/s1600-h/measureloaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4YvwVJEtaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vDuuPiIy_bo/s400/measureloaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153859330927539618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after days of wanting to post, but, not finding the time or motivation. I travelled to the homestead...&lt;strong&gt;determined&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday season has been pretty jam packed. And, as much as I love the razzle dazzle and the sound of wrapping paper being torn, I'm worn out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the aftermath, I've found myself hunkering as close to the couch as possible, and have let myself become inundated with the crap that flows through, and pumps out of my TV set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, other other night, I said &lt;strong&gt;"No more!"&lt;/strong&gt; I went to the store and purchased means to bake...&lt;strong&gt;yeasted breads&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went forth, and made scrumptious &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://breadworld.com/Recipe.aspx?id=157"&gt;Cheddar Twists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I made the dough and portioned it out. You can see (&lt;em&gt;above&lt;/em&gt;) that I used a tape measure to make sure all my twists were 14" long. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wowwee!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rolling them out, I halved them, and twisted them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4YxLFJEtbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WSnejqcMB9s/s1600-h/twist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4YxLFJEtbI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WSnejqcMB9s/s400/twist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153860890000668082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I let them rise, painted them with egg wash, and sprinkled them with Parmesan cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4Yxi1JEtcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/V2-OH85tR1s/s1600-h/twist%26cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4Yxi1JEtcI/AAAAAAAAAhA/V2-OH85tR1s/s400/twist%26cheese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153861298022561218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I reveled in their beauty after witnessing their crusty goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4Yx4VJEtdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/iMFYTMI9MBs/s1600-h/twist%26done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4Yx4VJEtdI/AAAAAAAAAhI/iMFYTMI9MBs/s400/twist%26done.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153861667389748690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheesy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend that you check out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://breadworld.com/"&gt;BreadWorld.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the site for Fleischmann's Yeast. They have a ton of great recipes. And, I trust them. Sometimes you find recipes on the net that just aren't quite right, especially when it comes to yeasty breads. So far, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://breadworld.com/"&gt;BreadWorld.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has been excellent for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go, Bake away!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8186286626222968131?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8186286626222968131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8186286626222968131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8186286626222968131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8186286626222968131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-can-mash-potatoi-can-do-cheddar.html' title='I Can Mash Potato...I Can Do the (Cheddar) Twist(s)!!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R4YvwVJEtaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/vDuuPiIy_bo/s72-c/measureloaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-445096670966492848</id><published>2008-01-03T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:47:49.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R30AhlJEtZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7JaAftNflmA/s1600-h/New%2520Year%2520Ball_img_assist_custom.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R30AhlJEtZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7JaAftNflmA/s400/New%2520Year%2520Ball_img_assist_custom.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151274125687567762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year &lt;/strong&gt;to you all, my faithful &lt;strong&gt;Nesters&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have a happy and healthy &lt;strong&gt;New Year&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, here at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, we hope to domesticate you even further by baking our way to bliss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; vacation and am feeling inspired now that I've returned home to my little slice of life in &lt;strong&gt;Ye Olde Brooklyn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;cold as fuck&lt;/em&gt; today, so, I'm sitting here in my cubicle thinking of nothing but steaming hot pies being pulled from my cozy little oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;, I believe, &lt;strong&gt;Santa&lt;/strong&gt; went a little ape shit. &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I got &lt;em&gt;soooo&lt;/em&gt; much kitchen stuff from our families that our cabinets cannot even contain most of it. Our counter and kitchen table are littered with gadgets, gizmos, pans, and knives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're ready...to &lt;strong&gt;Nest&lt;/strong&gt; bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us, won't you, in our quest for domestic bliss in this urban jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get cookin' &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; postin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best wishes to you all! The Bitch is back! And it's time to EAT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-445096670966492848?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/445096670966492848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=445096670966492848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/445096670966492848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/445096670966492848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R30AhlJEtZI/AAAAAAAAAgo/7JaAftNflmA/s72-c/New%2520Year%2520Ball_img_assist_custom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3411991122330396903</id><published>2007-12-23T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T16:03:13.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R27MIVJEtYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/h9XvEgvUu5U/s1600-h/Spirit-of-Santa-Print-C10071066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R27MIVJEtYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/h9XvEgvUu5U/s400/Spirit-of-Santa-Print-C10071066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147275867617277314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt; to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you Nest, with zest, straight into 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in the new year! This Bitch is off to celebrate in style with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of my wonderful family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care Nesters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho Ho Ho!!!! Merry Christmas Bitches!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3411991122330396903?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3411991122330396903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3411991122330396903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3411991122330396903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3411991122330396903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R27MIVJEtYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/h9XvEgvUu5U/s72-c/Spirit-of-Santa-Print-C10071066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8573460876367998649</id><published>2007-12-19T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T10:28:10.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>A Very Merry Mock-Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kxXFJEtRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/E4moO7UTmPE/s1600-h/datree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kxXFJEtRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/E4moO7UTmPE/s400/datree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145698321834489106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the tree decorated and friends abound there was one thing left to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EAT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, another mock-holiday filled &lt;a href="http://iluvpork.com"&gt;Reid&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.cfhphoto.com/"&gt;Cliff&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I with much joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we ate and drank a-plenty, because, well, it's what &lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt; would have wanted us to do if he were still chillin' in his little manger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; mixed up some fancy and tasty drinks, called, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/28/dining/282prex.html?partner=rssnyt&amp;emc=rss"&gt;Back Forty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kyKlJEtSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fGS1njE_eLg/s1600-h/dadrinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kyKlJEtSI/AAAAAAAAAfw/fGS1njE_eLg/s400/dadrinks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145699206597752098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after we were properly hydrated, it was on to the cheeses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kyV1JEtTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/tAGJZZ0tZgc/s1600-h/dacheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kyV1JEtTI/AAAAAAAAAf4/tAGJZZ0tZgc/s400/dacheese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145699399871280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;a href="http://iluvpork.com"&gt;king of all things pork&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Reid&lt;/strong&gt;, did his thing making some super tasty &lt;strong&gt;Bacon Wrapped Scallops&lt;/strong&gt; for a nice hearty appetizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kypVJEtUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oDNsydhu2e4/s1600-h/daappetizer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kypVJEtUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/oDNsydhu2e4/s400/daappetizer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145699734878729538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there was room for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, lo and behold, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; pulled from the oven our &lt;strong&gt;Basalmic and Dijion Glazed Christmas Ham&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;And it was glorious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like four drunken wise men...we approached, to give it praise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kzAVJEtVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Oo2MSJ4LlMg/s1600-h/daham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kzAVJEtVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Oo2MSJ4LlMg/s400/daham.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700130015720786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was time for a breather. &lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;BOY-O-BOY&lt;/em&gt; did we need one. &lt;br /&gt;Because, I had a special treat in the 'fridge. &lt;br /&gt;Something I had toiled over (not to mention covered the oven in caramel after a slight explosion on the burner, whoops!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made my &lt;strong&gt;FIRST EVER&lt;/strong&gt; Cheesecake. And, if I do say so myself, it was a triumph. A true gift from heaven and the pastry gods at large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here she is, a &lt;strong&gt;Caramel Topped Cheesecake with Chopped Praline Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kzr1JEtXI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5HNHDs-Up9g/s1600-h/dacake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kzr1JEtXI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5HNHDs-Up9g/s400/dacake2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700877340030322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kznlJEtWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DNIWA-3ETDA/s1600-h/dacake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kznlJEtWI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DNIWA-3ETDA/s400/dacake1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145700804325586274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so fucking fattening that I wanted to explode or die or &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; after eating it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was rich and delicious. And though I was near &lt;em&gt;combusting&lt;/em&gt;, I was proud.&lt;br /&gt;It was then we all looked at each other and knew, it was time to stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;But, a lovely night it was indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Reid&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Cliff&lt;/strong&gt;, as usual, for making my season bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas to all! And to all a good night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8573460876367998649?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8573460876367998649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8573460876367998649' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8573460876367998649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8573460876367998649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/very-merry-mock-christmas.html' title='A Very Merry Mock-Christmas'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2kxXFJEtRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/E4moO7UTmPE/s72-c/datree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-341477934669804272</id><published>2007-12-17T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:39:31.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Pimp My Parisian Pletzel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aTPoiQ5QI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bfd5GPa6F5w/s1600-h/rawroll2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aTPoiQ5QI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bfd5GPa6F5w/s400/rawroll2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144961521105822978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was cold and nasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nestled down with my crochet, and decided that I would not leave the apartment for anything; Barring fire and/or life threatening circumstances, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this became a problem when &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I got hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Other than some leftovers, which we did perchance to munch, we were kinda stuck. &lt;br /&gt;So, instead of listening to our bellies growl, I pulled out the flour, yeast, eggs, and oil and got to kneading me some special dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/14604"&gt;Parisian Pletzel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, or &lt;strong&gt;Jewish Onion Rolls&lt;/strong&gt;, were suddenly on the menu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sprinkled the onion like a Christmas (Chanukah?) fairy...and did some badass bakin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aUUIiQ5RI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pe1jmT0gHWQ/s1600-h/bakedrolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aUUIiQ5RI/AAAAAAAAAeY/pe1jmT0gHWQ/s400/bakedrolls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962697926862098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-so soft, warm, and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aUgIiQ5SI/AAAAAAAAAeg/QoeZM7t7SIA/s1600-h/upcloseroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aUgIiQ5SI/AAAAAAAAAeg/QoeZM7t7SIA/s400/upcloseroll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962904085292322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a &lt;strong&gt;Goy&lt;/strong&gt;, but, I can still cook bread for a &lt;strong&gt;Kosher&lt;/strong&gt; occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to the Gods, whoever they may be, for pimpin' my Pletzel...a yummy snack, without leaving the homestead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can say &lt;strong&gt;Amen&lt;/strong&gt; to that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-341477934669804272?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/341477934669804272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=341477934669804272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/341477934669804272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/341477934669804272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/pimp-my-parisian-pletzel.html' title='Pimp My Parisian Pletzel'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2aTPoiQ5QI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/bfd5GPa6F5w/s72-c/rawroll2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-9179466921127899738</id><published>2007-12-14T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:30:27.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast: French Toast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KWroiQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAdw/naz5bscN9wI/s1600-h/frenchtoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KWroiQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAdw/naz5bscN9wI/s400/frenchtoast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143839400770200770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...what better way to wake up than to your man-toy cooking you breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making several loaves of &lt;strong&gt;Crusty French Bread&lt;/strong&gt;, I discovered that it's hard to finish a whole loaf before it starts going stale. Being the innovator that he is, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; proposed that the solution to this dilemma was nothing other than French Toast (&lt;em&gt;see above&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to visit our neighbor, &lt;strong&gt;McDonald's&lt;/strong&gt;, and grabbed a few iced coffees, pulled out the powdered sugar and 100% pure maple syrup, and went to town. Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch: Pulled Pork Sandwiches, Homemade 'Slaw, Quick Pickled Relish, and White Shoepeg Corn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KYXoiQ5NI/AAAAAAAAAd4/eZhQ9qSsn9A/s1600-h/slowcooker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KYXoiQ5NI/AAAAAAAAAd4/eZhQ9qSsn9A/s400/slowcooker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143841256196072658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold days have finally come. And, there's nothing nicer than staying cooped up in the ol' homestead. So, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; put a pork shoulder in the slow cooker and let that baby rock'n'roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Approximately 5 hours later...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KZJoiQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MfXtqiFePDo/s1600-h/pulledpork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KZJoiQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MfXtqiFePDo/s400/pulledpork.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143842115189531874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade pulled pork...and all the fixin's. So delectable. So southern.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo worth the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner: Steak Diane, Roasted Potatoes, and Roasted Green Beans and Shallots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KZ0YiQ5PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/__dcYoo1dLY/s1600-h/steakdiane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KZ0YiQ5PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/__dcYoo1dLY/s400/steakdiane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143842849628939506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steak Diane, a true classic, was recently featured in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gourmet Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and by one of my most favorite blog hostesses, &lt;a href="http://pinknest.blogspot.com/2007/10/shortcuts.html"&gt;Pinknest&lt;/a&gt;. So, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; whipped it up, and, man was it tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three meals.&lt;br /&gt;One awesome chef/boyfriend/man-toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-9179466921127899738?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/9179466921127899738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=9179466921127899738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/9179466921127899738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/9179466921127899738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/addrocs-kitchen-breakfast-lunch-and.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R2KWroiQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAdw/naz5bscN9wI/s72-c/frenchtoast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2500129906430281307</id><published>2007-12-10T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T10:55:53.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Me. Want. Cookie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11aI9WD2WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9f0yuI1vmRs/s1600-h/cookiemonster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11aI9WD2WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9f0yuI1vmRs/s400/cookiemonster2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142365459479517538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hark! &lt;br /&gt;The tradition of all traditions! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas cookies&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;strong&gt; addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I put up our tree, I decided we needed a Christmas snack.&lt;br /&gt;So, I wielded my mixer high in the air, and flung softened butter from the microwave to the mixing bowl. &lt;br /&gt;I pulled out the trusty-dusty x-mas cookie cutters, gave 'em a rinse, and went to town on some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HIGHLY caloric &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butter Cookies.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can already hear the Angels &lt;em&gt;rejoicing&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11cptWD2XI/AAAAAAAAAdg/uZar32uKuaE/s1600-h/browned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11cptWD2XI/AAAAAAAAAdg/uZar32uKuaE/s400/browned.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142368221143488882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rolled out the first batch a bit too thin. &lt;br /&gt;So, they were a little brownish...&lt;br /&gt;Still very edible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I wanted the &lt;strong&gt;$$$ shot&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11dJ9WD2YI/AAAAAAAAAdo/K_YhrH5xE0k/s1600-h/perfect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11dJ9WD2YI/AAAAAAAAAdo/K_YhrH5xE0k/s400/perfect.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142368775194270082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butter cookie delectable-ness Batman!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even bother to frost these guys, 'cause, well, I wanted to eat them &lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME. WANT. COOKIE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cookie, cookie, cookie. &lt;br /&gt;Mmmyum, mmyum, mmyum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really great being an adult at Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;It's a heartening reminder of how mature we've become, and, how some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, your bratty inner child...and her insatiable appetite for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;COOKIES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2500129906430281307?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2500129906430281307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2500129906430281307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2500129906430281307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2500129906430281307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/me-want-cookie.html' title='Me. Want. Cookie.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R11aI9WD2WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9f0yuI1vmRs/s72-c/cookiemonster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2105755778610423304</id><published>2007-12-07T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:54:28.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1liIdWD2RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N6v2YqFKY2g/s1600-h/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1liIdWD2RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N6v2YqFKY2g/s400/lights.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141248347075762450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have started the season off with a &lt;strong&gt;Bah-humbug&lt;/strong&gt;, but, I've been bitten by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://billtush.com/blog/archives/elf.jpg"&gt;Elf of Christmas Cheer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I headed down to the corner of Nassau Ave. and Diamond St. in &lt;a href="http://www.newyorkshitty.com"&gt;Greenpoint&lt;/a&gt; to pay a visit to the Christmas tree man. We walked away, happily, with our lovely tree and a new stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on &lt;strong&gt;106.7 Lite FM&lt;/strong&gt;, to listen to some x-mas tunes (which, for some reason, are on this station 24/7) and got to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the lights &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be strung (see above). &lt;br /&gt;I can't help but smile like a 4 year old. &lt;br /&gt;There's something about the smell of pine that acts like a hallucinogenic drug, catapulting me into the throes of Christmas glee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, garlands &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be made. &lt;br /&gt;What would a tree be without a little cranberry and popcorn on a string! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lji9WD2SI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_CRbKQVW4K8/s1600-h/makinggarland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lji9WD2SI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_CRbKQVW4K8/s400/makinggarland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141249901853923618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got down to business cutting out some snowflakes. &lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that cutting these out increased my chances of getting arthritis &lt;strong&gt;10-fold&lt;/strong&gt;, but, it's worth it! Look how cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lj79WD2TI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PhUCZLHtzV8/s1600-h/snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lj79WD2TI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PhUCZLHtzV8/s400/snowflake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141250331350653234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, sitting back with a glass of Chianti, and looking at that bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lkKtWD2UI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IRZQ_IV-0HU/s1600-h/finalproduct.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1lkKtWD2UI/AAAAAAAAAdI/IRZQ_IV-0HU/s400/finalproduct.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141250584753723714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little scrappy? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Work in progress? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, last night, I was reminded of what Nesting is all about, in Brooklyn, Bavaria, Belgium, and beyond. It's about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to hold back screams during the holidays. Everyone is so busy, tired, and spending money they don't have. But, in the end, all that stuff is beside the point. When all's said an done, it's about joy, giving, and sincere thanks for all the good in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Christmas Tree: $25&lt;br /&gt;1 Medium Tree Stand: $10&lt;br /&gt;1 Bag Fresh Cranberries: $2.99&lt;br /&gt;8 Sheets of Uncut Snowflakes: $.08&lt;br /&gt;1 Bowl Freshly Popped Corn: $.15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding Myself in the Holiday Spirit: Priceless, bitches!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go get a tree, or, whatever makes your season bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the small stuff Nesters, it's all in the small stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2105755778610423304?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2105755778610423304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2105755778610423304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2105755778610423304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2105755778610423304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-tannenbaum-o-tannenbaum.html' title='O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1liIdWD2RI/AAAAAAAAAcw/N6v2YqFKY2g/s72-c/lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7483590494590699829</id><published>2007-12-04T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:20:50.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Let's Get Crafty: DIY Sno-Globes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1VihtWD2QI/AAAAAAAAAco/7Ox08nFG4Xc/s1600-h/theglobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1VihtWD2QI/AAAAAAAAAco/7Ox08nFG4Xc/s400/theglobe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140122880960616706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 1st&lt;/strong&gt; has come and gone, and, while I may not have pulled out my reindeer costume just yet, I'm at least &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to be festive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in preparation for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/sobriety-checkpoint-diamond.html"&gt;The Diamond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s tree trimming party, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I nestled down to get to work on ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make a sno-globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; easy, and while they do look a &lt;em&gt;teensy-weensy &lt;/em&gt;bit more ghetto than, say, a store bought globe, they're still fun and seasonal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT YOU'LL NEED:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1ViLdWD2PI/AAAAAAAAAcg/S3o4wJfbmKk/s1600-h/diamonds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1ViLdWD2PI/AAAAAAAAAcg/S3o4wJfbmKk/s400/diamonds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140122498708527346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-10 Small Double Sided Pictures or Drawings &lt;br /&gt;Light Corn Syrup &lt;br /&gt;Scotch Tape or Clear Packing Tape&lt;br /&gt;A Globe Shape Jar (&lt;strong&gt;Goya&lt;/strong&gt; Honey Jars, in your ethnic food section, work great)&lt;br /&gt;Sparkles or Glitter&lt;br /&gt;Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Make your pictures waterproof by taping them back to back. Make sure that you get a good seal, and push out any air bubbles that may form. Do this &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; twice to ensure that no water gets in and water logs your shit. &lt;br /&gt;2. Place your waterproofed images into your jar. &lt;br /&gt;3. Add an 1/8-1/4 of a TSP of glitter or sparkles. You can always add more if you're one of those crazy glitter people.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fill your jar to the 1/2 way point with corn syrup. &lt;br /&gt;5. Fill remainder of jar with water.&lt;br /&gt;6. Cover tightly, and shake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila. &lt;br /&gt;Your very own ghetto sno-globe. &lt;br /&gt;It costs virtually nothing and they're great for any occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go make one. And, if you do...send us your photo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email photos to: thebrooklynnester (at) gmail (dot) com. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll post any globe that's sent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, join &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I tonight for some beer and fun at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Tree Lighting @ The Diamond&lt;br /&gt;8PM Tonight!&lt;br /&gt;43 Franklin St., Brooklyn, NY 11222 &lt;br /&gt;nr. Calyer St. &lt;br /&gt;718-383-5030 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to bring a weather proof ornament and get a free beer! Woo-hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7483590494590699829?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7483590494590699829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7483590494590699829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7483590494590699829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7483590494590699829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-get-crafty-diy-sno-globes.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Crafty: DIY Sno-Globes'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R1VihtWD2QI/AAAAAAAAAco/7Ox08nFG4Xc/s72-c/theglobe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-9194991596962445683</id><published>2007-11-29T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T17:55:28.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: The Manhattan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R07IN2-ghTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kf8fKqM-hxU/s1600-h/Manhattan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R07IN2-ghTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kf8fKqM-hxU/s400/Manhattan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138264365297861938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the promise of cold weather there is nothing more inviting than a drink that will warm you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, my personal chef and mixologist, has been making lots of fun, pretty, and most importantly, tasty drinks lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Manhattan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be &lt;strong&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/em&gt; Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, but, our neighboring borough is equally divine, especially when it's in a glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's classic. &lt;br /&gt;Something our parents and grandparents take a sip of and are hit with a wave of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, best of all, it's simple. It meets my rule for three ingredients or less. And, it kicks some &lt;em&gt;serious ass&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Manhattan&lt;/strong&gt; makes you re-think &lt;strong&gt;Red Bull&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; and Vodka &lt;/strong&gt;and other trashy drinks we fall into the habit of ordering sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is tried and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT YOU'LL NEED:&lt;br /&gt;2 OZ Rye or Bourbon Whiskey&lt;br /&gt;1/2 OZ Sweet Vermouth&lt;br /&gt;A Dash of Angostura® Bitters&lt;br /&gt;A Few Cubes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy. Strong. Delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect night cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to a borough that isn't Brooklyn...especially if it's on the rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt; I also &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; this drink with a dash of Orange Bitters. And, if I'm feeling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;super classy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll break out the traditional Martini glasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-9194991596962445683?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/9194991596962445683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=9194991596962445683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/9194991596962445683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/9194991596962445683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/sobriety-checkpoint-manhattan.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: The Manhattan'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R07IN2-ghTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kf8fKqM-hxU/s72-c/Manhattan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6775857428183524045</id><published>2007-11-27T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:28:47.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Ho Ho Freakin' Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0wzwW-ghSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oMZRdKMPSUM/s1600-h/tree.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0wzwW-ghSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oMZRdKMPSUM/s400/tree.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137538180817388834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday season is upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nester that I am, should I be bursting with joy?&lt;br /&gt;After all, there are &lt;strong&gt;pies&lt;/strong&gt; to be &lt;em&gt;baked&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;trees&lt;/strong&gt; to be purchased and &lt;em&gt;decorated&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Little &lt;strong&gt;gifts&lt;/strong&gt; for friends &lt;em&gt;tied up with ribbons &lt;/em&gt;(which, obviously, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be curled).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors have already put Santa-related shit in their windows.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday shoppers piss me off as they run around Union Square like a bunch of wild horses, bucking through the crowd on route to the &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Village&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am amidst all this holiday cheer. And, folks, &lt;strong&gt;I'm not ready&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me? Or is it 60 degrees out and is it still &lt;em&gt;FUCKING NOVEMBER&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell everyone...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;calm down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I sat down to a lovely weekend brunch at Sunset Diner, relaxing, enjoying the hum of the BQE...runny eggs...toast...and what's that I hear? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll Be Home For Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;Fuck no...it couldn't be!&lt;br /&gt;I was just &lt;em&gt;AT&lt;/em&gt; home for fucking Thanksgiving, like, t-minus two minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off you Holiday junkies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 1st is &lt;em&gt;WELL&lt;/em&gt; on it's way. &lt;br /&gt;Then you can Ho Ho Ho out your asses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hopefully by then, I'll be ready to bake some cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6775857428183524045?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6775857428183524045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6775857428183524045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6775857428183524045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6775857428183524045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/ho-ho-freakin-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Freakin&apos; Ho'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0wzwW-ghSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/oMZRdKMPSUM/s72-c/tree.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7113911363483128862</id><published>2007-11-20T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T11:33:46.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday Cheer'/><title type='text'>Duck-a-licious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L0H2-ghKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2PCrFKEZZuU/s1600-h/duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L0H2-ghKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2PCrFKEZZuU/s400/duck.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134934941009740962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, &lt;a href="http://iluvpork.com"&gt;Reid&lt;/a&gt; outdid himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a mock-Thanksgiving. But, instead of spoiling the Turkey-bird for the big day (&lt;em&gt;and having a shit-load of leftovers for 4 relatively small people&lt;/em&gt;), &lt;strong&gt;Reid&lt;/strong&gt; made a delicious duck. And it was seriously kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We ate. We drank. We digested.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's how all the eatin' went down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, &lt;a href="http://www.cfhphoto.com/"&gt;Cliff&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;who, is responsible for all the lovely photography in this post&lt;/em&gt;), brought some beautiful and tasty cheeses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L5rm-ghLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xIx4aXsCN4U/s1600-h/cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L5rm-ghLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/xIx4aXsCN4U/s400/cheese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134941052748203186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a cocktail of &lt;strong&gt;Champagne with Orange "Caviar."&lt;/strong&gt; Care of the evening's mixologist, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L7sW-ghMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/p1bn1ujIzLE/s1600-h/champange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L7sW-ghMI/AAAAAAAAAbc/p1bn1ujIzLE/s400/champange.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134943264656360642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Reid pulls out the Duck plate. Yowser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L8bW-ghOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/cUsRQEgpuqg/s1600-h/duck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L8bW-ghOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/cUsRQEgpuqg/s400/duck2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134944072110212322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the spread is, well, spread! And we feasted in all our duck-a-licious glory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0MDc2-ghRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hnZAOEflZlU/s1600-h/spread2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0MDc2-ghRI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hnZAOEflZlU/s400/spread2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134951794461410578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Final Score:&lt;br /&gt;Cheese and Champagne with Orange "Caviar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duck-a-licious Duck&lt;br /&gt;Sage Stuffing&lt;br /&gt;Giblet Gravy&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Apple Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey-Pumpkin Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hells. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, finally, an &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; aspertif to end the evening with the gang. This treat was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://spiritsandcocktails.wordpress.com/2006/11/24/34/"&gt;Vessel 75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0MAQ2-ghQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OhvPlcHILZs/s1600-h/goodtimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0MAQ2-ghQI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OhvPlcHILZs/s400/goodtimes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134948289768097026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Turkey Day to all. And, a very special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Reid&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; Cliff&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; for their delectable contributions to our most successful mock-Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more on the big T-day after the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7113911363483128862?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7113911363483128862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7113911363483128862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7113911363483128862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7113911363483128862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/ducka-licious.html' title='Duck-a-licious.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/R0L0H2-ghKI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2PCrFKEZZuU/s72-c/duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1183032384788619182</id><published>2007-11-16T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:00:38.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>A Bit of Pork, A Bit of Spice, A Bit of Everything That's Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rz2rXW-ghJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/s6SvLKBRzD0/s1600-h/cornbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rz2rXW-ghJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/s6SvLKBRzD0/s400/cornbread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133447568065332370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reid invited us to a tasty Pork-Chili feast at his place. &lt;br /&gt;How could we say no?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvpork.com"&gt;Reid is the king of pork&lt;/a&gt;. That's usually what he's cookin' and it's always good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; had the night off from cooking and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was in no mood for pie, we figured we'd bring something easy to suit this porky occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cornbread&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cornbread, it's such a comforting side dish. And, it's suited to both the cold and warm seasons. So versatile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a basic recipe on ol' trusty &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com"&gt;epicurious.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and went to town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; had the good sense to utilize a package of jalepenos that were about to meet (and pass) their prime. &lt;br /&gt;So, he cut those bad boys up, and we threw them it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake...and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. Tasty. Comforting. With just a little spice and something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect chili...perfect bread. &lt;em&gt;No &lt;/em&gt;sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a pimpin' weekend y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1183032384788619182?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1183032384788619182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1183032384788619182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1183032384788619182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1183032384788619182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/bit-of-pork-bit-of-spice-bit-of.html' title='A Bit of Pork, A Bit of Spice, A Bit of Everything That&apos;s Nice'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rz2rXW-ghJI/AAAAAAAAAbE/s6SvLKBRzD0/s72-c/cornbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4182336890972603535</id><published>2007-11-15T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:17:46.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: A Trip to the Fish Monger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx1x2-ghGI/AAAAAAAAAas/FG0_LXfmrb0/s1600-h/TT%2520-%2520School%2520of%2520Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx1x2-ghGI/AAAAAAAAAas/FG0_LXfmrb0/s400/TT%2520-%2520School%2520of%2520Fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133107174727255138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, the "&lt;em&gt;cold&lt;/em&gt;" season has arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;November 15th&lt;/strong&gt; and it was 61 degress when I stepped outside this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, when the weather starts to chill down, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; turns up the heat in the kitchen. He'll put out all the stops and we'll hunker down for a long-Winter's-meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it may be warm outside, but it's getting even warmer in &lt;strong&gt;addROC's Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;! Time to go gets us some fishies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pan Seared Tilapia &lt;br /&gt;with Lime-Chile Butter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx4RW-ghHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kwlskrqAHJ0/s1600-h/tilapia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx4RW-ghHI/AAAAAAAAAa0/kwlskrqAHJ0/s400/tilapia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109914916390002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd never eaten Tilapia before. And no, I'm not kidding. &lt;br /&gt;This was, um, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNGODLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; delicious. &lt;br /&gt;I love the mildness of this fish...and that butter, man-oh-man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tasty-ness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scallops in a Tarragon Cream Sauce&lt;br /&gt;with Roasted Corn&lt;br /&gt;and Red Rice with Roasted Garlic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx58m-ghII/AAAAAAAAAa8/rqkhWPdxMc4/s1600-h/scallops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx58m-ghII/AAAAAAAAAa8/rqkhWPdxMc4/s400/scallops.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133111757457360002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scallops are one of my all-time favorites.&lt;br /&gt;This sauce was decadent and rich, but, was nicely balanced by the light flavors of the rice and corn. &lt;br /&gt;But, that garlic man, so delicious...but, let's just say I needed a mint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...seafood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, ol' buddy, ol' pal! Love those treats from the sea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4182336890972603535?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4182336890972603535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4182336890972603535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4182336890972603535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4182336890972603535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/addrocs-kitchen-visit-to-fish-monger.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: A Trip to the Fish Monger'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzx1x2-ghGI/AAAAAAAAAas/FG0_LXfmrb0/s72-c/TT%2520-%2520School%2520of%2520Fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7096916595686522440</id><published>2007-11-14T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T09:32:41.303-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>From Start, To Finish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzh3dAC-FfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-1aLhhu3owQ/s1600-h/empties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzh3dAC-FfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-1aLhhu3owQ/s400/empties.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131983115501049330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a evening for eating with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, these days, I don't go anywhere empty handed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took advangtage of my festive mood and decided to whip up some cakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cupcake&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the New Yorker I am, I decided to make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipelink.com/cookbooks/2005/0743246616_2.html"&gt;Magnolia Bakery&lt;/strong&gt;'s famous recipe&lt;/a&gt;. Cliche as they've become, they're a New York treat that's not to be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzsFRWS9OyI/AAAAAAAAAak/F-gVkGo1xAg/s1600-h/plaincakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzsFRWS9OyI/AAAAAAAAAak/F-gVkGo1xAg/s400/plaincakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132701995919817506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...vanilla perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I let them cool and went to town with homemade &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipelink.com/cookbooks/2005/0743246616_4.html"&gt;Vanilla Buttercream Frosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (recipe also care of &lt;strong&gt;Magnolia&lt;/strong&gt;'s!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzm1fgC-FhI/AAAAAAAAAac/44qKVOiXAN8/s1600-h/colors1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzm1fgC-FhI/AAAAAAAAAac/44qKVOiXAN8/s400/colors1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132332803148355090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun, and, so easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go make cupcakes...and make everyone's day, including your own!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7096916595686522440?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7096916595686522440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7096916595686522440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7096916595686522440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7096916595686522440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/from-start-to-finish.html' title='From Start, To Finish'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rzh3dAC-FfI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-1aLhhu3owQ/s72-c/empties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8649385819418173743</id><published>2007-11-09T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:10:09.686-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>'Tis the Season To Be Chili, Fa La La La La, La La La La</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzR3WwC-FeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y_KK2ksyXmc/s1600-h/chili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzR3WwC-FeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y_KK2ksyXmc/s400/chili.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130857108220024290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a small child there were only a few things that could get me out of bed before 9AM. Those were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt; Santa Clause (or, the morning of his departure from our house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt; My cat(s) annoying the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3&lt;/strong&gt; The Aroma of Mom's Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says &lt;strong&gt;Fall &amp; Winter&lt;/strong&gt; like a steaming bowl of Ma's chili. She'd get that stuff going at 8AM. And by 9AM my father and I were standing at the oven inhaling the sweet, sweet perfume of simmering ground beef, chili powder, onions, and peppers bubbling in a sea of beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bliss.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chili was a meal in and of itself. Mom threw a nice big bowl down on the dinner table, threw a few slices of bread on top, and &lt;em&gt;that was that&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that's right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cooked up Ma's recipe and made some fresh &lt;strong&gt;Crusty French Bread&lt;/strong&gt;, and threw it down in front of &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and a few friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was dinner. And, if I do say so myself, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn good&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8649385819418173743?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8649385819418173743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8649385819418173743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8649385819418173743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8649385819418173743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/tis-season-to-be-chili-fa-la-la-la-la.html' title='&apos;Tis the Season To Be Chili, Fa La La La La, La La La La'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzR3WwC-FeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/y_KK2ksyXmc/s72-c/chili.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7893684656243180471</id><published>2007-11-08T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T10:04:41.869-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Jabba the Challah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMh9QC-FdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/c28t9NIzMEE/s1600-h/IMG_3386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130481736668288466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMh9QC-FdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/c28t9NIzMEE/s400/IMG_3386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends or Relatives?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMfhAC-FbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xYn9xJh3xCs/s1600-h/jabathehut.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130479052313728434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMfhAC-FbI/AAAAAAAAAZs/xYn9xJh3xCs/s400/jabathehut.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...adventures in bread baking continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After baking three loaves of &lt;strong&gt;Crusty French Bread&lt;/strong&gt;, I got pretty sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to take on a braided loaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poked through some recipes and came upon &lt;strong&gt;Challah&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The name by itself looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I'd had &lt;strong&gt;Challah&lt;/strong&gt; a few times at several Jewish friend's celebrations and as French Toast at a few upscale brunch spots.&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; straight from the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I went, mixing yeast, honey, oil, and flour...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dough finally reached that &lt;em&gt;oooey-gooey&lt;/em&gt; consistency that let's ya know it's good to go.&lt;br /&gt;And, into the oven it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rose, as planned, and I kneaded it down and split it into three pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Attached them all at one end, and braided it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let the loaf rise for a final time, and, when I returned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was Jabba the Challah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I baked that &lt;strong&gt;son-of-a-bitch&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMZtAC-FZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/IAXGLkDTS60/s1600-h/challah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130472661402391954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMZtAC-FZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/IAXGLkDTS60/s400/challah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it didn't taste &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AWFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there's just &lt;strong&gt;no way&lt;/strong&gt; to make peace with bread that's enslaved &lt;strong&gt;Princess Leia&lt;/strong&gt; and kept &lt;strong&gt;Han Solo&lt;/strong&gt; frozen in Carbonite, just because he owes a little cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMgGgC-FcI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/rPO9i1fGQfo/s1600-h/hanfrozen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130479696558822850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMgGgC-FcI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/rPO9i1fGQfo/s400/hanfrozen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know who the next loaf resembles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7893684656243180471?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7893684656243180471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7893684656243180471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7893684656243180471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7893684656243180471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/jabba-challah.html' title='Jabba the Challah?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzMh9QC-FdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/c28t9NIzMEE/s72-c/IMG_3386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-665947244661233564</id><published>2007-11-07T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T10:56:26.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: From Epicurean to Expedited Eats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHYuCvNfWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yyiHDPC7Uck/s1600-h/Sir%2520-%2520Don%27t%2520Waste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHYuCvNfWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yyiHDPC7Uck/s400/Sir%2520-%2520Don%27t%2520Waste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130119736072174946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;"Doctrine of the Clean Plate"&lt;/strong&gt; is very easy to adopt in my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have a live-in Chef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat a great meal almost every night of the week. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, usually, the disappointing night is take-out night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; changes up his menu constantly, while saving a few favorites for possible second appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;toils&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;He's prepping when I get home: Chopping shallots, marinating steaks, slicing peppers, and roasting veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, he whips something up so quickly, so easily, it's like magic. &lt;br /&gt;Even if it's a simple meal, he manages to make it look like restaurant fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Epicurean:&lt;br /&gt;Pork Medallions in Spiced-Tomato Pan Gravy&lt;br /&gt;with Sliced Vegetables and Quick-pickled Cabbage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHa-ivNfXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/eN5N3Ox_pXc/s1600-h/pork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHa-ivNfXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/eN5N3Ox_pXc/s400/pork.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130122218563272050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delectable. This meal looked and tasted so fresh, and the pork melted in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have to look at my plate for a minute and ask myself:&lt;br /&gt;Is it really &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; a Tuesday night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Expedited Eats:&lt;br /&gt;Jack, Cheddar, and Mozzarella Quesadilla&lt;br /&gt;with Black Beans and Crystal Hot Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Side of Sauteed Corn &amp; Shallots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHcAivNfYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rbbAqR3sdlk/s1600-h/quesadilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHcAivNfYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/rbbAqR3sdlk/s400/quesadilla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130123352434638210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember saying the words, "I'm hungry," and having this plate in front of me what seemed like 3 seconds later. Sometimes a quick and easy meal &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be a gourmet meal...all it takes is a little effort on the presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; for the eats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-665947244661233564?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/665947244661233564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=665947244661233564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/665947244661233564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/665947244661233564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/addrocs-kitchen-from-epicurean-to.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: From Epicurean to Expedited Eats'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzHYuCvNfWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yyiHDPC7Uck/s72-c/Sir%2520-%2520Don%27t%2520Waste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7932947716197536770</id><published>2007-11-06T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:31:24.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenmarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>A Work In Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCEnivNfSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/6ZUus3DUtYo/s1600-h/rollout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCEnivNfSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/6ZUus3DUtYo/s400/rollout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129745790449581346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything I've learned about pie, it's that only time will tell how good a pie maker you'll become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love affair with pie began hastily, a whole mess of pies, all with different fillings: Pecans, Peanut Butter, Chocolate, Raspberry Chiffon, Apple, Cherry, Gingered-Lemon Meringue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I cooled off. Who cared about my pie anyway? &lt;br /&gt;I'd learned to make dough and that was the goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or so I thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on one of the first of the cooler days, it beckoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I heeded the call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCFtyvNfTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ir439aYLz50/s1600-h/fill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCFtyvNfTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Ir439aYLz50/s400/fill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129746997335391538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled my bottom crust with sliced pears, flour, sugar, allspice, and a bit of lemon zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGByvNfUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tGvtjAtikiM/s1600-h/toproll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGByvNfUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tGvtjAtikiM/s400/toproll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129747340932775234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I rolled out my lovely top crust. &lt;em&gt;(I won't tell a lie, I secretly think that double crusts are FAR superior to open face pies! Open face?! How common!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGfyvNfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_e1BRHNtNYA/s1600-h/serve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCGfyvNfVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/_e1BRHNtNYA/s400/serve.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129747856328850770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, serve. With just a dollop of fresh whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple. Crisp. Pretty and plain. Just like Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was just a series of events after all: &lt;br /&gt;The chill, the crisp air at the farmer's market, the Mexican dude who took each perfect Bosc pear and lay them beautifully in a fruity display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pie makin' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what kinda pie I'll cook up next? &lt;br /&gt;Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most I can tell you at the moment is, well, I'm workin' on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7932947716197536770?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7932947716197536770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7932947716197536770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7932947716197536770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7932947716197536770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/work-in-progress.html' title='A Work In Progress'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RzCEnivNfSI/AAAAAAAAAYk/6ZUus3DUtYo/s72-c/rollout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4084818579721892994</id><published>2007-11-05T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:45:49.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shameless Apologies'/><title type='text'>The Bitch is Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8mvSvNfNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/hCZdWkxiSHU/s1600-h/Queen%2520Bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8mvSvNfNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/hCZdWkxiSHU/s400/Queen%2520Bitch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129361094523845842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincere apologies my faithful Nesters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer was down, and, then I ended up taking an unexpected hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the Bitch is back, and she's feeling renewed and zesty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I may have taken a brief break from blogging, the Nesting continued...so there is much to share in the coming weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I've been feeling kind of guilty for abandoning you all...so, here's a little nugget from 8 million years ago...AKA the Chris Kimball book signing. Some of you emailed me thirsty for details so...here y'are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTOPHER KIMBALL'S BOOK SIGNING &lt;br /&gt;@ THE SHOPS AT COLUMBUS CIRCLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8nDSvNfOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iMATO4kT0G4/s1600-h/chrisatpodeum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8nDSvNfOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/iMATO4kT0G4/s400/chrisatpodeum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129361438121229538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event opened with Chris chatting about the new book and how America's Test Kitchen works diligently to perfect its recipes. &lt;br /&gt;Then there was a Q&amp;A where all the weird-ass New Yorkers reared their ugly heads and asked totally irrelevant and uninformed questions. The only pertinent piece of information we learned during the Q&amp;A was that when Christopher eats out in New York, he prefers &lt;strong&gt;Le Bernardin &lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Classy Chris, classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8oNCvNfPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FQh4yDOXAtg/s1600-h/IMG_3476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8oNCvNfPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FQh4yDOXAtg/s400/IMG_3476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129362705136581874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and his Test Kitchen crew brought along snacks. Which, as is evident, I munched whilst admiring our new book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8onivNfQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bsP1_35sL6w/s1600-h/signing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8onivNfQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/bsP1_35sL6w/s400/signing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129363160403115266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Chris signed some books...which we were super-stoked for!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8o2CvNfRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/is5m6HwPn8w/s1600-h/ourbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8o2CvNfRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/is5m6HwPn8w/s400/ourbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129363409511218450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here is our glorious book, equipped with signature of course!&lt;br /&gt;And, Chris even has a little bow-tie stamp! So cute! It scored him some major Nesting points! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, even if it was, like, 3 years ago, it was fun and I thought y'all would like to see zee photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday! And, stay tuned as I beg for your forgiveness through blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4084818579721892994?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4084818579721892994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4084818579721892994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4084818579721892994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4084818579721892994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/11/bitch-is-back.html' title='The Bitch is Back'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Ry8mvSvNfNI/AAAAAAAAAX8/hCZdWkxiSHU/s72-c/Queen%2520Bitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3779199999768855458</id><published>2007-10-24T10:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:43:42.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crochet'/><title type='text'>Who Needs Technology?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rx9LIAOVYDI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hwmC2TJ_a74/s1600-h/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124897501842071602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rx9LIAOVYDI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hwmC2TJ_a74/s400/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Comic By: &lt;a href="http://www.toothpastefordinner.com"&gt;ToothpasteForDinner.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Nesters,&lt;br /&gt;My most sincere apologies for my sporadic posting of late. &lt;br /&gt;It seems that the innards of my &lt;strong&gt;MacBook&lt;/strong&gt; are not, &lt;strong&gt;at all&lt;/strong&gt;, like pie filling. &lt;br /&gt;And so, I had to take him to someone with knowledge of a technical nature.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...as always, my &lt;strong&gt;Mac Genius &lt;/strong&gt;told me that my hard drive or battery or both are toast, so, he's being "fixed up".&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada yada. &lt;br /&gt;If he weren't my computer, I wouldn't give two shits either.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's an event you should &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; check out, sent to me care of a lovely reader, and fellow Nester, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitelephantonline.org/"&gt;Dana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rx9MAAOVYEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LdD1os9_c9I/s1600-h/knittingcircle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rx9MAAOVYEI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LdD1os9_c9I/s400/knittingcircle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124898463914745922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Nesters, I do knit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crochet. &lt;br /&gt;Actually, all you knit-freaks out there will be sad to learn that I find crochet to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;far more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dignified, yet, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;far le&lt;/em&gt;ss &lt;/strong&gt;difficult than knitting.&lt;br /&gt;But, I've been crocheting the same blanket for the past 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;So, I'm a little slow on the uptake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if I do motivate any time soon, I will totally head over to the Slope side! Thanks Dana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, when my compy is feeling better, I'll post some pictures of my mammoth blanket!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy, Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3779199999768855458?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3779199999768855458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3779199999768855458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3779199999768855458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3779199999768855458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/who-needs-technology.html' title='Who Needs Technology?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rx9LIAOVYDI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hwmC2TJ_a74/s72-c/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8873782070076398030</id><published>2007-10-19T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:14:46.738-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>A Little Dish Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxiz0gOVX4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/L_zhe0ckTXw/s1600-h/Dishes-Giclee-Print-C12177188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxiz0gOVX4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/L_zhe0ckTXw/s320/Dishes-Giclee-Print-C12177188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123042290718564226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, but, I love doing dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dish schedule, a dish routine, and a deep love and respect for rubber gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, sometimes after entertaining, I procrastinate a little. &lt;br /&gt;I've winced once or twice at the caked-on sauces and dried-on rice grains, but, overall, I like standing in front of the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things about doing dishes is listening to my music. I have a dinky-boom-box my Dad got me in high school that lives on our kitchen table and I pop in all my favorite CD's and listen to &lt;a href="http://q1043.com/main.html"&gt;my favorite radio station&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments I treasure. And, though you may not want any insight into my soul, here it is anyway, my most listened to dish music...maybe it'll inspire you to go get some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/scrub-dub-dub-3-pairs-in-box.html"&gt;Casabellas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and step up to the sink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi3fwOVX-I/AAAAAAAAAW0/xBHBwjTL7_A/s1600-h/61PytnDJbQL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi3fwOVX-I/AAAAAAAAAW0/xBHBwjTL7_A/s400/61PytnDJbQL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123046332282789858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi4lQOVX_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/oleRW8Yzcws/s1600-h/ce49224128a0147dfea86010_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi4lQOVX_I/AAAAAAAAAW8/oleRW8Yzcws/s400/ce49224128a0147dfea86010_L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123047526283698162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi5MwOVYAI/AAAAAAAAAXE/i1jt6IoV5RU/s1600-h/51AaUW4WZaL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi5MwOVYAI/AAAAAAAAAXE/i1jt6IoV5RU/s400/51AaUW4WZaL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123048204888530946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, maybe you're like this bitch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi5UgOVYBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bTO1k3ZIcts/s1600-h/opi_i_dont_do_dishes_main_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxi5UgOVYBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bTO1k3ZIcts/s400/opi_i_dont_do_dishes_main_300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123048338032517138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;em&gt;course&lt;/em&gt; she doesn't! She's too busy being a &lt;em&gt;filthy whore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK DISHWASHERS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dish time. = Me time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me sad, but, bubbles and suds make me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend...and don't let those dishes pile up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8873782070076398030?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8873782070076398030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8873782070076398030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8873782070076398030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8873782070076398030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-dish-music.html' title='A Little Dish Music'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxiz0gOVX4I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/L_zhe0ckTXw/s72-c/Dishes-Giclee-Print-C12177188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3290492490784130049</id><published>2007-10-18T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T09:46:14.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>Staple-tabulous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxd3yAOVXzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/D6Dbugz4lVA/s1600-h/staples.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxd3yAOVXzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/D6Dbugz4lVA/s400/staples.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122694802094513970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LITERALLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; live across the street from a &lt;strong&gt;McDonald's&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;But, a &lt;strong&gt;STAPLES&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C'mon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people. &lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck do we need a &lt;strong&gt;STAPLES&lt;/strong&gt; under the BQE in the most random and untraveled area (by office supply consumers anyway) &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the answer is, we don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, being the optimist I am, and given that change is something I welcome, generally, I'm trying to look at the bright side of this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC &lt;/strong&gt;and I have decided that these are the pros thus far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. If we ever run out of printer toner, we don't have to schlep anywhere. Good thing we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; need printer toner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There's a huge fucking parking lot, so, when my Moms comes for dinner she can park her caboose in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STAPLES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; parking lot. &lt;em&gt;Sweeeeeet&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The huge red &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STAPLES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sign matches the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;McDonald's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Golden Arches. &lt;br /&gt;I like matching. &lt;br /&gt;Matching is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especially&lt;/em&gt; as I am lulled to sleep by the bright neon lights and the hum of the BQE (thump-thump, thump-thump). &lt;br /&gt;It's like sleeping in the woods...only better! Fuck 'dem crickets! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, come on over to the new &lt;strong&gt;STAPLES&lt;/strong&gt; on Meeker btw. Kingland and Morgan Aves. when that shit opens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you shop-your-office-supply-ass-off, you can come get drunk with me and &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, and we'll look out on all the corporate lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs the fuckin' skyline?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3290492490784130049?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3290492490784130049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3290492490784130049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3290492490784130049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3290492490784130049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/staple-tabulous.html' title='Staple-tabulous!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rxd3yAOVXzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/D6Dbugz4lVA/s72-c/staples.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2460500348641636388</id><published>2007-10-16T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:39:22.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week Update!: Christopher Kimball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxS6WQOVXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4inRXU7CtJg/s1600-h/chriskimball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxS6WQOVXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4inRXU7CtJg/s400/chriskimball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121923567702073058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know how much &lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/nester-of-week-christopher-kimball.html"&gt;we &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Christopher Kimball! So, it is a pleasure to announce that he will be appearing up in &lt;strong&gt;The Shops at Columbus Circle&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;Borders Books and Music&lt;/strong&gt; for a book discussion and signing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His new book: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Americas-Best-Lost-Recipes-heirloom/dp/1933615184"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Best Lost Recipes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxS8xwOVXyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nHtFkQ03giM/s1600-h/51etmL2ru4L__AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxS8xwOVXyI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nHtFkQ03giM/s400/51etmL2ru4L__AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121926239171731234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pretty gosh darn excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, we'll be there in our nerdy glory, waitin' to meet the man himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out and support Chris! It's a one night only engagement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shopsatcolumbuscircle.com/scs/user/eventDetails.aspx?EventID=EV-00579"&gt;CHRISTOPHER KIMBALL BOOK SIGNING&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borders Books and Music @ The Shops at Columbus Circle&lt;br /&gt;10/16/2007 (TONIGHT!!!)&lt;br /&gt;7:00PM - 9:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;212-823-9775&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2460500348641636388?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2460500348641636388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2460500348641636388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2460500348641636388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2460500348641636388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/nester-of-week-update-christopher.html' title='Nester of the Week Update!: Christopher Kimball'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxS6WQOVXuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/4inRXU7CtJg/s72-c/chriskimball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3696209624560058257</id><published>2007-10-15T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T14:10:41.326-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Club with the Bitch'/><title type='text'>Book Club with The Bitch: The Soul of a Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxN_BgOVXtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ln7RwXzLJmk/s1600-h/soul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxN_BgOVXtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ln7RwXzLJmk/s400/soul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121576865057038034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just picked up this book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Soul of a Chef: The Journey Toward Perfection&lt;br /&gt;By Michael Ruhlman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished chapter one...and I'm thirsty for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sort of on-the-edge-of-your-seat cooking/literary experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.ruhlman.com/"&gt;Ruhlman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s style because his passion obviously lies with his subject: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking, Food, the Process, and the Place of the chef.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, his literary sense has me wondering what's more intoxicating, the verse that describes the action, or the action itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to join me for this read, and, a month from today...I'll come back and we'll discuss? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, regardless, I'm reading this thing...and, so far so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Soul-Chef-Journey-Toward-Perfection/dp/0141001895/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-9300826-0475057?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1192461825&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Go pick one up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3696209624560058257?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3696209624560058257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3696209624560058257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3696209624560058257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3696209624560058257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/book-club-with-bitch.html' title='Book Club with The Bitch: The Soul of a Chef'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RxN_BgOVXtI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ln7RwXzLJmk/s72-c/soul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5455153956547131917</id><published>2007-10-11T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:17:31.281-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>Munchies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw4-iAOVXsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gu4g-sMMYPQ/s1600-h/snack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw4-iAOVXsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gu4g-sMMYPQ/s400/snack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120098580263427778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...snacking. &lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite pastimes. &lt;br /&gt;But, seriously, what has the world of snacks &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;come to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, where should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.strangenewproducts.com/labels/Snack%20Foods.html"&gt;Caffeinated Sunflower Seeds:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw46aQOVXoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VQspGMJzP5Y/s1600-h/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw46aQOVXoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/VQspGMJzP5Y/s400/sunflower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120094049072930434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was &lt;strong&gt;PowerBar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Then it was &lt;strong&gt;Red Bull&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And now...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sumseeds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? Can we not take a vitamin or get a &lt;strong&gt;Jamba Juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; on the way to work? &lt;br /&gt;Have we &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; sunk so low as to give our Sunflower seeds an energy boost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babblog.com/June_05/061005_M_Food.htm"&gt;Calbee Aromatic Grilled Corn Stick&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw47uAOVXrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FWQEo-y7SNw/s1600-h/cornchip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw47uAOVXrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FWQEo-y7SNw/s400/cornchip.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120095487886974642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, crazy Asian snacks...what would we be without thee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a base level, yes, the idea of this snack is kinda repulsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd still try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe we have resorted to tiny-litte-corn-cob-chips, but, at some point we have to decide if it's disgusting or just plain innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this, I say yea. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like mini food?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5455153956547131917?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5455153956547131917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5455153956547131917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5455153956547131917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5455153956547131917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/munchies.html' title='Munchies.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rw4-iAOVXsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gu4g-sMMYPQ/s72-c/snack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8789255109125246770</id><published>2007-10-09T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T09:57:32.842-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: Oktoberfest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuC2gOVXiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/y85ypZgxZu0/s1600-h/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuC2gOVXiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/y85ypZgxZu0/s400/band.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119329274311302690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be &lt;strong&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/em&gt; Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, but, I don't limit myself to my lovely, "little" borough. &lt;br /&gt;One of the things that's great about living in Williamsburg is that we're so close to the city. &lt;br /&gt;And, while I may have been born and bred in Brooklyn, my very-first apartments and my very-first love affair with a neighborhood was with the &lt;strong&gt;East Village and Alphabet City&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with &lt;strong&gt;Oktoberfest&lt;/strong&gt; upon us, we went out to celebrate &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;'s heritage at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zumschneider.com/index.htm"&gt;Zum Schneider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;They had an &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt;, not-to-mention &lt;strong&gt;super fun&lt;/strong&gt;, authentic Bavarian band that played to the packed crowd as we guz-guz-guzzled our huge German beers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the rest gets a little blurry...literally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuEBwOVXjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZSHMHgPQdqU/s1600-h/blurry_beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuEBwOVXjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZSHMHgPQdqU/s400/blurry_beer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119330567096458802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask? Well, &lt;strong&gt;Zum Schneider&lt;/strong&gt; has these beers on tap especially for &lt;strong&gt;Oktoberfest&lt;/strong&gt;, mmmm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hacker Pschorr&lt;br /&gt;Hofbräu &lt;br /&gt;Ayinger&lt;br /&gt;Schneider Wiesen Edelweiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band only has a few performances left so...go and check them out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as always, from me to you, &lt;strong&gt;Prost&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuEygOVXkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xPtJTyvSrhU/s1600-h/Sarah_HB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuEygOVXkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xPtJTyvSrhU/s400/Sarah_HB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119331404615081538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zumschneider.com/index.htm"&gt;Zum Schneider&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avenue C at 7th Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mös'l Franzi and the Ja Ja Ja's&lt;br /&gt;Live Oompah Dates:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Oct. 9 6-9pm &lt;strong&gt;(TONIGHT!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Oct. 13 4-7pm&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Oct. 14 4-7pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8789255109125246770?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8789255109125246770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8789255109125246770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8789255109125246770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8789255109125246770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/sobriety-checkpoint-oktoberfest.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: Oktoberfest!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwuC2gOVXiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/y85ypZgxZu0/s72-c/band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-454783055099653636</id><published>2007-10-08T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T10:03:42.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenmarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo0uAOVXfI/AAAAAAAAATk/9fARlC4rlHI/s1600-h/flowers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo0uAOVXfI/AAAAAAAAATk/9fARlC4rlHI/s400/flowers3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118961891398737394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While busying one's self with Nester-like activities, it's easy to get caught up in the bigger projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's cleaning the bathroom, doing the dishes, baking bread, baking pie, baking cookies, dusting (occasionally), and of course, when all is said and done, collapsing on the couch with a large, frosty, alcoholic beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if we are truly to be great Nesters, we must remember to tend to the small things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo1vAOVXgI/AAAAAAAAATs/hgJxTILLSnA/s1600-h/flowers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo1vAOVXgI/AAAAAAAAATs/hgJxTILLSnA/s400/flowers1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118963008090234370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shopping in &lt;strong&gt;Union Square's &lt;em&gt;Greenmarket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I came across some beautiful and inexpensive roses. And, when I got them home and put them in some water, I realized that the most simple change, a touch of color, made the room look &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much more inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt;, I got to utilize this Hefe Weissen glass that I "found" at some bar and never use. It doesn't fit into any of our cabinets and it's been sitting like a lone soldier on the counter for months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo2oQOVXhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qboLLFBLi9Y/s1600-h/flowers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo2oQOVXhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/qboLLFBLi9Y/s400/flowers2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118963991637745170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, voila! Wonderful. Simple. Cheap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the small stuff. &lt;em&gt;Apparently&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-454783055099653636?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/454783055099653636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=454783055099653636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/454783055099653636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/454783055099653636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-though-rose-should-shut-and-be-bud.html' title='As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rwo0uAOVXfI/AAAAAAAAATk/9fARlC4rlHI/s72-c/flowers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2601356449479914250</id><published>2007-10-05T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T10:07:00.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Rising to the Occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwZAsAOVXeI/AAAAAAAAATc/XRZcQPkafGk/s1600-h/before_plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwZAsAOVXeI/AAAAAAAAATc/XRZcQPkafGk/s400/before_plate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117849151271689698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you may or may not know, I am suddenly and inexplicably all about baking bread. And, I was about to make my maiden voyage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; was going to make a scrumptious pasta bolognese to compliment my fresh baked bread and it was all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;planned and perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I get the call from &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;: "Baby, I have to work late, so, either you have to make the bolognese, or, we're not having it tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sad. The thought of my not-even-baked bread without a delicious dish to compliment it...well...what was the point? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. &lt;br /&gt;Stop the presses. &lt;br /&gt;Holy Fuckin' Shit. &lt;br /&gt;I made dinner. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was fabulous! I'm so proud and just a smidgen more confident. But, it was a great way to end the week! Feast your eyes on &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bread rose! Amen! And it was crusty and delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwY_vAOVXbI/AAAAAAAAATE/78Cx9xIYRXA/s1600-h/bread_LOAF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwY_vAOVXbI/AAAAAAAAATE/78Cx9xIYRXA/s400/bread_LOAF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117848103299669426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...I started the sauce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwY_5QOVXcI/AAAAAAAAATM/GTO2vyuLtIk/s1600-h/bolognese_simmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwY_5QOVXcI/AAAAAAAAATM/GTO2vyuLtIk/s400/bolognese_simmer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117848279393328578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I totally stole this recipe from one of my favorite bloggers, Mrs. Hess of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lastnightsdinner.net/2007/08/13/feeling-saucy/"&gt;Last Night's Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I stole her basic tomato sauce recipe and added lean ground beef before I let the sauce simmer.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...it was time for plating the parpardelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwZAkwOVXdI/AAAAAAAAATU/gnvF8lOrQIk/s1600-h/plated_bologenese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwZAkwOVXdI/AAAAAAAAATU/gnvF8lOrQIk/s400/plated_bologenese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117849026717638098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wonderful. Even though my sauce was a tad watery, it tasted like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And, the lightness of the sauce was great for mopping with fresh-baked bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I ride into the sunset, loaves of bread bouncing at my sides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend! Bake something! It feels (&lt;em&gt;and tastes&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO GOOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2601356449479914250?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2601356449479914250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2601356449479914250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2601356449479914250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2601356449479914250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/rising-to-occasion.html' title='Rising to the Occasion'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwZAsAOVXeI/AAAAAAAAATc/XRZcQPkafGk/s72-c/before_plate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-227608051265028257</id><published>2007-10-03T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:50:00.388-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Bread on the Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwOpBgOVXZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LjL9rACrENs/s1600-h/bread+map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwOpBgOVXZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LjL9rACrENs/s400/bread+map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117119444918033810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be my first attempt at bread making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Breed of Bread: Crusty French.&lt;br /&gt;The Accompanying Meal (care of addROC): Pasta Bolognese.&lt;br /&gt;The Tension: Mounting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a certain thrill that comes with bread making, because, well, you can do everything right, and still &lt;strong&gt;fail dismally&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My memory takes me back to my kitchen in Bay Ridge, my youth, and my mother trying to bake focaccia bread. &lt;strong&gt;Trying&lt;/strong&gt; being the &lt;strong&gt;operative word&lt;/strong&gt;. She would knead and knead, and the dough would never rise. Even though she left it in a covered bowl by the radiator for hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one time the dough humored her, doubling in size, the final product was still appalling. She pulled the stone from the oven, with a beautiful loaf upon it, but, alas, it was like rock. &lt;strong&gt;We could have chipped ice with that shit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I will face the same fate...but, when all is said and done, I won't be eating bread out of a can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwOrOwOVXaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IkoEvVUIOE0/s1600-h/breadinacan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwOrOwOVXaI/AAAAAAAAAS8/IkoEvVUIOE0/s400/breadinacan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117121871574556066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/japan/japanese-bread-in-a-can-303546.php"&gt;Crazy Japanese&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-227608051265028257?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/227608051265028257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=227608051265028257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/227608051265028257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/227608051265028257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/bread-on-brain.html' title='Bread on the Brain'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwOpBgOVXZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/LjL9rACrENs/s72-c/bread+map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4326673063609612872</id><published>2007-10-01T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T11:18:15.955-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The New Frontier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwEL5wOVXYI/AAAAAAAAASs/8-o6dFYko6M/s1600-h/whitecountryloaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwEL5wOVXYI/AAAAAAAAASs/8-o6dFYko6M/s400/whitecountryloaf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116383738495065474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With pie tensions mounting, and a daunting amount of tried-and-true recipes to attempt, I felt the sudden urge to flee my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then, I realized, it's time pie and I had a trial separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pied out. Though my love for pie has just been unearthed, I need a new obsession. An obsession with less leftovers and more versatility. And, it didn't take me long to find one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://breadworld.com/index.cfm"&gt;Yeasted Breads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear you baking Pros out there chuckling and scoffing at my presumptuous endeavor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The nerve. She thinks because she's mastered pie dough that she can take on the stubborn task of yeasted breads? Ha!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, presumptuous I may be, but, it's getting colder, and I want to be nestled up in my apartment watching old episodes of &lt;strong&gt;Felicity&lt;/strong&gt;, and inhaling the sweet, sweet perfume of fresh bread baking (or burning) in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I go forth...into the unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my one hope is that, like the sun, my dough will rise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4326673063609612872?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4326673063609612872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4326673063609612872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4326673063609612872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4326673063609612872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-frontier.html' title='The New Frontier'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RwEL5wOVXYI/AAAAAAAAASs/8-o6dFYko6M/s72-c/whitecountryloaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3508390167029110676</id><published>2007-09-28T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T13:54:42.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The Ugly Duckling: Cherry Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rv0F_AOVXXI/AAAAAAAAASk/671_zJ5A83Q/s1600-h/cherrypie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rv0F_AOVXXI/AAAAAAAAASk/671_zJ5A83Q/s400/cherrypie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115251331712769394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pies, like everything, are not always perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road to the "&lt;strong&gt;Baking Mecca&lt;/strong&gt;" I seek, I understand that there will be some failures that teach me what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before you think: "Holy lord, this girl has lost it and is now worshipping a Pie God." I'll cut to the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pie kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;It looked bad.&lt;br /&gt;The filling wasn't awful, but, it was pretty bland. &lt;br /&gt;The crust, &lt;strong&gt;excellent&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But, overall, dissapointing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the initial upset of having an ugly, not particularly tasty pie, I realized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Recipe &lt;em&gt;Sucked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a cook who hasn't quite mastered the skill of: &lt;strong&gt;Recipes by Osmosis&lt;/strong&gt;, I have to rely on an actual, phsyical recipe.&lt;br /&gt;I use sources that are reliable (or at least have enough good reviews that I feel confident in making/baking it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This&lt;/em&gt; recipe reminded me that some recipes are flawed. &lt;br /&gt;I found it a little strange that the filling ingredients were only:&lt;strong&gt; Cherries, sugar, and cornstarch&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;But, because it was a recipe from a reliable source, I didn't question it. I followed it blindly, ignoring my &lt;em&gt;pie instincts&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned. &lt;br /&gt;I may have 3/4 of an ugly-ass pie in my fridge, but, the lesson couldn't have been sweeter: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes it's not you, it's a shit-ass muthafucka of a recipe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend Nesters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3508390167029110676?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3508390167029110676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3508390167029110676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3508390167029110676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3508390167029110676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/ugly-duckling-cherry-pie.html' title='The Ugly Duckling: Cherry Pie'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rv0F_AOVXXI/AAAAAAAAASk/671_zJ5A83Q/s72-c/cherrypie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7704600436198407137</id><published>2007-09-27T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:38:26.308-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: The Diamond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvutbAOVXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/oMVm5fB1fk0/s1600-h/shuffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvutbAOVXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/oMVm5fB1fk0/s400/shuffle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114872481237523762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Diamond &lt;/strong&gt;in the rough indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new favorite place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I have been riding our bicycles over to this spot in good ol' Greenpoint for a few weeks now and it seems that I just can't get enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bar is strictly wine and beer. But, don't write it off. &lt;br /&gt;The beer selection is absolutely divine. With lesser known taps and bottles that are ever changing and soooo delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite beer is one of their bottled selections: &lt;strong&gt;ALBA Scots Pine Ale&lt;/strong&gt;. It's full bodied, and delicious! And &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; noted that it has the slight aroma and flavor of Twizzlers&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;So different. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some beers that owners Dave and Alex expect to be pouring this season: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory Uncle Teddy Bitter&lt;br /&gt;Bluepoint Hoptical Illusion I.P.A.&lt;br /&gt;Defiant Farmhouse Ale&lt;br /&gt;Avery Ellie's Brown&lt;br /&gt;Einbecker Schwartzbier&lt;br /&gt;Abbaye des Rocs Triple Imperiale&lt;br /&gt;Schneider Weisse&lt;br /&gt;Reissdorf Koelsch&lt;br /&gt;Ichtegems Grand Cru&lt;br /&gt;Wintercoat Double Hop&lt;br /&gt;Schneider Wiesen Edel Weisse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvutzwOVXUI/AAAAAAAAASM/UXuHrRvcqw0/s1600-h/behind_the_bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvutzwOVXUI/AAAAAAAAASM/UXuHrRvcqw0/s400/behind_the_bar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114872906439286082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking to hang out in the sun for what good weather we have left, they have a lovely outdoor area equipped with picnic tables. &lt;br /&gt;And inside they've got a pimpin' shuffleboard. In fact, they're having a &lt;strong&gt;shuffleboard tournament this coming Sunday, September 30th&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a local, you'd be a &lt;em&gt;fool&lt;/em&gt; not to stop by.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not from the area, I think you may find it's worth the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvuuOgOVXVI/AAAAAAAAASU/4nicgjPfhKc/s1600-h/cheers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvuuOgOVXVI/AAAAAAAAASU/4nicgjPfhKc/s400/cheers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114873366000786770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from me to you, cheers...maybe I'll see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Diamond&lt;br /&gt;43 Franklin St., Brooklyn, NY 11222 &lt;br /&gt;nr. Calyer St. &lt;br /&gt;718-383-5030 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7704600436198407137?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7704600436198407137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7704600436198407137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7704600436198407137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7704600436198407137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/sobriety-checkpoint-diamond.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: The Diamond'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvutbAOVXTI/AAAAAAAAASE/oMVm5fB1fk0/s72-c/shuffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1715148699289048263</id><published>2007-09-26T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:21:11.701-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>American Pie Apparel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fall Fashions for the Ultimate Nester:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvpyBAOVXMI/AAAAAAAAARM/CX45-1RsheQ/s1600-h/dropit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114525688398175426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvpyBAOVXMI/AAAAAAAAARM/CX45-1RsheQ/s400/dropit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indeed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we love pot holders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvpzJQOVXOI/AAAAAAAAARc/nbfY9pyNVJg/s1600-h/shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114526929643724002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvpzJQOVXOI/AAAAAAAAARc/nbfY9pyNVJg/s400/shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;I think that's obvious.&lt;br /&gt;The better question is: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What kind?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rvpy2wOVXNI/AAAAAAAAARU/5KlrX20xYdE/s1600-h/pie.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114526611816144082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rvpy2wOVXNI/AAAAAAAAARU/5KlrX20xYdE/s400/pie.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know how &lt;strong&gt;Steak and Kidney Pie&lt;/strong&gt; ended up with the &lt;em&gt;biggest&lt;/em&gt; slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ludicrous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rvp0WgOVXRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DKG3S_lWDWY/s1600-h/jitcrunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114528256788618514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rvp0WgOVXRI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DKG3S_lWDWY/s400/jitcrunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I explicate?&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchase these shirts at: &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/buy/pie/-/cfpt2_/x_26/cfpt_/source_searchBox/copt_/y_10"&gt;CafePress.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Except the erroneous "Pie Chart" shirt, which you can find at: &lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/827/Pie_Chart"&gt;Threadless.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1715148699289048263?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1715148699289048263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1715148699289048263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1715148699289048263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1715148699289048263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/american-pie-apparel.html' title='American Pie Apparel?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvpyBAOVXMI/AAAAAAAAARM/CX45-1RsheQ/s72-c/dropit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8443074354057709122</id><published>2007-09-25T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:00:19.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>An American Classic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvkX1wOVXKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qliGG2qY_h4/s1600-h/applepie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvkX1wOVXKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qliGG2qY_h4/s400/applepie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114145064101436578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is. The latest in my pie adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Ol' &lt;strong&gt;Apple Pie&lt;/strong&gt;. Exquisitely simple. Extremely delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've earned my "dough chops," so-to-speak, pie has become a whole new ball game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obnoxious child in me wants to get decorative and crazy. &lt;br /&gt;But, something in my inner being told me to start where everything starts, at the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just like &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; starts the alphabet, so &lt;strong&gt;Apple&lt;/strong&gt; starts the pie list in the sky.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, I eventually told my overzealous alter-ego to calm the fuck down, and I went out and got some &lt;strong&gt;Granny Smiths&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Fujis&lt;/strong&gt;. Mixed them with some lemon zest, cinnamon, allspice, sugar, flour, and threw them into this bad-boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking.&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity. It's always a good place to start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8443074354057709122?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8443074354057709122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8443074354057709122' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8443074354057709122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8443074354057709122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/american-classic.html' title='An American Classic'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvkX1wOVXKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/qliGG2qY_h4/s72-c/applepie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1287491972247335989</id><published>2007-09-24T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T13:38:08.353-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>A Few of Our Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.chefscatalog.com/product/21107-pastry-blender.aspx"&gt;Pastry Blender&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfRwQOVXHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nVGACKIWDdI/s1600-h/pastryblender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfRwQOVXHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nVGACKIWDdI/s400/pastryblender.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113786528821501042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens are certainly cute and cliche, they aren't very functional in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, being that we spend a goodly amount of time, frolicking to and fro across our linoueum floor, we have come to love certain items more than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, &lt;strong&gt;The Pastry Blender&lt;/strong&gt;, is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;secret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to pie dough. Just wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;I was telling &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm always skeptical of recipes, &lt;em&gt;especially&lt;/em&gt; baking recipes, that call for the use of a food processor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm...The master bakers of the universe, let me tell you, have been long in the ground. They were in the ground &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; before electricity, and while there are certain things I'll allow for, like, whipping my cream with the use of a mixer, making dough, should be done by hand. Call me old fashioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was having some major issues perfecting that flaky crust. &lt;br /&gt;Until the pastry blender. &lt;br /&gt;This little tool gets in where your fingers can't, and isn't going to warm up your butter like your fingers will. Since incorporating this little tool into my routine, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dough perfection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;So obvious, so cheap. &lt;strong&gt;Go get one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/sr=1-3/qid=1190645904/ref=sr_1_3/602-3030263-0484625?ie=UTF8&amp;asin=B000JWPLKS"&gt;Melamine Bowls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfUgAOVXII/AAAAAAAAAQs/KBQ6vg5v3t0/s1600-h/target.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfUgAOVXII/AAAAAAAAAQs/KBQ6vg5v3t0/s400/target.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113789548183510146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;'s very awesome sister, who's obviously born of the same great cooking stock as her brother, got &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; these little bowls for Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;Our set didn't come with the spatulas, but, we don't care! These little bowls are frikkin' awesome. &lt;br /&gt;They're great for preping, storing, or when you just want a lil' bit of sumpin' sumpin', like salsa.&lt;br /&gt;They're plastic, so, I can drop them (and have!) anytime, anywhere. Plus, they're a breeze to wash. We use them so much that we really should get another set, they're always in use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://us.microplane.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&amp;ProdID=158"&gt;The Microplane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfWiQOVXJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SJtm0S0m57U/s1600-h/Microplane-grater_B8F9710F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfWiQOVXJI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/SJtm0S0m57U/s400/Microplane-grater_B8F9710F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113791785861471378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the story...&lt;br /&gt;A carpentry tool found by a chef. Said Chef decided that this little tool was best thing ever... &lt;br /&gt;And, voila! Suddenly the Microplane is &lt;strong&gt;hot shit&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Well, what can we say? A kitchen shouldn't be without one. And ours certainly isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're zesting lemons, limes, grating garlic, maybe we'll grate our own spices someday, who knows? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know this, we love our Microplane! It's durable, easy to clean, and it's a great space saver. And, since it wasn't really intended for food, if you can think it up, you can do it...this tool is impromtu and fabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1287491972247335989?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1287491972247335989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1287491972247335989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1287491972247335989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1287491972247335989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/few-of-our-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of Our Favorite Things'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvfRwQOVXHI/AAAAAAAAAQk/nVGACKIWDdI/s72-c/pastryblender.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1347724226357899901</id><published>2007-09-21T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:21:54.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Real Meals. = Real Awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvPTSAOVXGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zbxwA_VoBjA/s1600-h/realmeals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvPTSAOVXGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zbxwA_VoBjA/s400/realmeals.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112662308246871138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, food. What could be more entertaining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's in our own kitchens or on the TV screen, it's an obsession that's growing and growing. &lt;br /&gt;So much so, that we're often forced to watch &lt;strong&gt;crap&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;AKA&lt;/em&gt; Rachel Ray, Emeril...amongst other celebrity "chefs" that have little to offer other than, well,&lt;strong&gt; BAM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; turned me on to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realmeals.tv/"&gt;RealMeals.TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it felt like a breath of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RealMeals.TV&lt;/strong&gt; has both professional content and user generated content. And, it &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; looks great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're trying to learn a new trick...it's handy. Having a video to guide you through your recipe can be mucho-de-helpful to those of us without superior culinary expertise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having trouble with pie dough until I watched this video, now I know what to expect visually, and that's nifty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/271575303" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=932705337&amp;playerId=271575303&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="510" height="550" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It helps to see cooking in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, this site, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me. Check it out. Whether you're bored on the couch or looking for some party cocktail ideas, I think that &lt;strong&gt;RealMeals.TV&lt;/strong&gt; is a great place to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's food entertainment, without the hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, isn't that refreshing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1347724226357899901?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1347724226357899901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1347724226357899901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1347724226357899901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1347724226357899901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/real-meals-real-awesome.html' title='Real Meals. = Real Awesome.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvPTSAOVXGI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zbxwA_VoBjA/s72-c/realmeals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1666613517585826465</id><published>2007-09-20T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:10:13.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Wookiee Cookies: Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvJu50u1xNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmaWvmPsdA/s1600-h/wookiecookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvJu50u1xNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmaWvmPsdA/s400/wookiecookie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112270466705638610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Behold.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wookiee Cookie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt; had to make these. &lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;em&gt;honestly&lt;/em&gt;, I didn't think they were going to be that good. I mean, common, it's the &lt;strong&gt;STAR WARS COOKBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;, doesn't it exist to be a novelty item and nothing more? Shouldn't &lt;strong&gt;STAR WARS &lt;/strong&gt;fans own it &lt;em&gt;just because&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These cookies were off da hook. &lt;br /&gt;They're super chocolaty, light, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chewy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and really easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office seemed to appreciate my offering of about half the batch. The recipe yielded enough that I needed to get some off my hands, before they ended up in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go forth, make &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/101653"&gt;Wookiee Cookies&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Force&lt;/strong&gt; is strong with you, young Padawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajCGU0hzXPU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajCGU0hzXPU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1666613517585826465?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1666613517585826465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1666613517585826465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1666613517585826465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1666613517585826465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/wookiee-cookies-part-deux.html' title='Wookiee Cookies: Part Deux'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RvJu50u1xNI/AAAAAAAAAQM/UNmaWvmPsdA/s72-c/wookiecookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6117485059028554914</id><published>2007-09-19T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T09:09:15.179-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: LaBatt Blue, "BIG BLUE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurTcgfn2FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qeXkgAs2m-o/s1600-h/LaBatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurTcgfn2FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qeXkgAs2m-o/s400/LaBatt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110129213917616210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LaBatt Blue &lt;/strong&gt;is &lt;strong&gt;BY FAR&lt;/strong&gt;, one of our most favorite beers here at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's not as classy as some, but the ol' Maple Leaf has carried us through many an evening. For an import, it's fuckin' cheap, and while it may be the "&lt;strong&gt;Bud &lt;/strong&gt;of Canada", it sure does taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I came home after a hard day's work to find that &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; had found the infamous "&lt;strong&gt;Big Blue&lt;/strong&gt;" at The MET supermarket (on Driggs Ave. and Russell St. in Greenpoint) for just &lt;strong&gt;99 cents&lt;/strong&gt;(!!!), I was ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "&lt;strong&gt;Big Blue&lt;/strong&gt;" is a pint of cold, hard, Canadian pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, don't walk, to The MET Nesters...we've never seen &lt;strong&gt;LaBatt&lt;/strong&gt; there before, and one never knows when the beer gnomes will pull it all from the shelves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurXDAfn2GI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Q4pyWuVfo5I/s1600-h/beergnome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurXDAfn2GI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Q4pyWuVfo5I/s320/beergnome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110133173877463138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...always guzzling in their little, red, hipster-hats!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6117485059028554914?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6117485059028554914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6117485059028554914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6117485059028554914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6117485059028554914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/sobriety-checkpoint-labatt-blue-big.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: LaBatt Blue, &quot;BIG BLUE&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurTcgfn2FI/AAAAAAAAAP8/qeXkgAs2m-o/s72-c/LaBatt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5520561178155153207</id><published>2007-09-18T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:11:57.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week: Gordon Ramsay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqqAgfn2CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w_psMcufqkA/s1600-h/gordon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqqAgfn2CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w_psMcufqkA/s400/gordon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110083652904540194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swoon.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; loser, but, I frikkin' love this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His his overly-dramatic television persona, his foul-mouthed asshole act, his British joie de vivre! You name it, Gordon Ramsay has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, his act is, well, an act.&lt;br /&gt;But, I like his in-your-face attitude &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his family values. &lt;br /&gt;If everyone could get past the fact that he's dropping F-Bombs left and right, maybe they'd see that he's a celebrity chef with culinary talent and business know-how worth writing home about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I read about his home life, family, and sheep (&lt;em&gt;truly baaaaaad-ass&lt;/em&gt;) in a &lt;strong&gt;Bon Appetit&lt;/strong&gt; featurette, it's a lot easier to envision the man behind the &lt;em&gt;effin'&lt;/em&gt; mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out, he's actually quite the family-man, and making good food is actually a part of the Ramsay family's &lt;em&gt;everyday&lt;/em&gt; living. He ain't no Rachel Ray peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awwww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So he's really a sap after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fox.com/hellskitchen/"&gt;Hell's Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. And, I am super-psyched for September 19th's 9PM premiere (Tomorrow people!) of his new show on &lt;strong&gt;FOX&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://fox.com/kitchennightmares/"&gt;Kitchen Nightmares&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurAfwfn2DI/AAAAAAAAAPs/27SXUuanIzM/s1600-h/ramsay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurAfwfn2DI/AAAAAAAAAPs/27SXUuanIzM/s320/ramsay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110108379031263282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love him or hate him, but, either way join me in raising a glass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fucking toast, to you, Gordon Fucking Ramsay! &lt;br /&gt;I Fucking Love You Muthafucka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5520561178155153207?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5520561178155153207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5520561178155153207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5520561178155153207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5520561178155153207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/nester-of-week-gordon-ramsay.html' title='Nester of the Week: Gordon Ramsay'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqqAgfn2CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/w_psMcufqkA/s72-c/gordon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5289664151096587389</id><published>2007-09-17T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T09:15:32.073-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenmarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Plum Outta  Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurJywfn2EI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xPubZ6iBi5I/s1600-h/plum_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurJywfn2EI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xPubZ6iBi5I/s400/plum_cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110118601053427778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plum season. Juicy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, I found myself at McCarren Park's lovely Saturday Farmer's Market, where there were plums a-plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on making a Plum Tart, I found myself drooling over basket upon basket of beautiful and colorful plums at the fruit stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I stuffed 5 lbs of plums in my backpack, and rode my bicycle back to the homestead. All the while, Sugar Plum Fairies danced in my &lt;em&gt;fuckin'&lt;/em&gt; head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I'm glad I got so many frikkin' plums, 'cause the tart was a &lt;strong&gt;no-go&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;The dough was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCKED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before I even had a chance to fold in the sweet plum filling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like a whiny bitch, I gave up and trashed that son-of-a-bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, instead, I made this &lt;strong&gt;turd&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;"Plum Cake." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could also call it: &lt;strong&gt;"A flavorless, dry, quasi-attractive flour based substance in a pan, somewhat resembling cake."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking with pies people. Tart dough is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beeeotch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and this cake was garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Happy Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5289664151096587389?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5289664151096587389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5289664151096587389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5289664151096587389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5289664151096587389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/plum-outta-luck.html' title='Plum Outta  Luck'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RurJywfn2EI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xPubZ6iBi5I/s72-c/plum_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6085553602851753392</id><published>2007-09-14T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:30:01.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vodka'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: Skittles© Infused Vodka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqVEgfn2BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nHrhp1ZdEZo/s1600-h/skittlevodka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqVEgfn2BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nHrhp1ZdEZo/s400/skittlevodka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060631879833618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Sounds delicious, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be better than your favorite little, sugary candies in vodka?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I found out, a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of things are WAY better than this supposed sweet treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the idea from this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/736510/create_skittles_vodka_for_mixers_the_best_summer_time_drink.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT YOU'LL NEED:&lt;br /&gt;3 Bags &lt;strong&gt;Skittles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;, with the &lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;PURPLE&lt;/strong&gt; candies removed&lt;br /&gt;500 ml Bottle of Vodka&lt;br /&gt;1 Sieve or Cheesecloth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pour out or drink the top 2 oz of vodka from the bottle. Pour &lt;strong&gt;Skittles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; into bottle. Shake bottle with &lt;strong&gt;Skittles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; until most of the color has bled out of the candy. Let the &lt;strong&gt;Skittles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; soak for 24 hours. Using a small sieve or cheesecloth, strain solids from vodka bottle. Pour infused vodka back into bottle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or not.&lt;/strong&gt; We didn't like the flavor very much, and, we're not really sure what kind of mixer is appropriate for this spirit, we tried Lemon-Lime soda, which didn't really do it for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;try at your own risk&lt;/strong&gt;...it was still a nifty little project...but for now, I think I'll stick to enjoying the one thing &lt;strong&gt;Skittles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; does right, advertising!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7HEF49nMsM8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7HEF49nMsM8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6085553602851753392?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6085553602851753392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6085553602851753392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6085553602851753392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6085553602851753392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/sobriety-checkpoint-skittles-infused.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: Skittles&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Infused Vodka'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuqVEgfn2BI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nHrhp1ZdEZo/s72-c/skittlevodka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7436468670203338847</id><published>2007-09-12T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:26:04.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester&apos;s Reference Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Wookiee Cookies: Chewy, yes. But would Chewy Approve?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RufnWQfn1_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NUdbsC-u5vo/s1600-h/Chewy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RufnWQfn1_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NUdbsC-u5vo/s400/Chewy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109306671845857266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, in my search to find delicious recipes on the net, I found another treasure. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Wookiee-Cookies-Star-Wars-Cookbook/dp/0811821846/ref=si3_rdr_bb_product/002-0568684-7588048"&gt;The Star Wars Cookbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RufqJgfn2AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OWWJ3MYdvnM/s1600-h/wookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RufqJgfn2AI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OWWJ3MYdvnM/s400/wookie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109309751337408514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe y'all knew about this, but, I sure as hell didn't and, with a hardcore fan in the house like &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, it's my new &lt;em&gt;THANG&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com"&gt;epicurious.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I came across the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/101653"&gt;Wookiee Cookie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They sound delectable and they are next in my queue of recipes to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait, it gets better. Look at some of the other recipes this book boasts: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Princess Leia Danish Dos, Yoda Soda, Boba Fett-uccine, Han-Burgers, Dark Side Salsa, Jabba Jiggle, and Ewok Eats!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MUST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; purchase this book ASAP. Even if the recipes SUCK, someone with &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;'s level of adoration for this trilogy (we won't talk about the more recent George Lucas disasters) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deserves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; this collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also came out with a cook book for the &lt;em&gt;newer films&lt;/em&gt;, but, let's be real. &lt;br /&gt;Who gives a fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Chewy...what say you to a Wookiee Cookie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7436468670203338847?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7436468670203338847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7436468670203338847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7436468670203338847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7436468670203338847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/wookie-cookies-chewy-yes-but-would.html' title='Wookiee Cookies: Chewy, yes. But would Chewy Approve?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RufnWQfn1_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/NUdbsC-u5vo/s72-c/Chewy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4744712884328428939</id><published>2007-09-10T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:13:08.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><title type='text'>A Serious Word on Anonymity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuVNN9UUVOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_gknzIVYC08/s1600-h/dac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108574254515115234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuVNN9UUVOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_gknzIVYC08/s400/dac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Painting by Martin Dace)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is a brief one folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tip a bit off the subject today because after reading a post on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlytheblogknowsbrooklyn.typepad.com/only_the_blog_knows_brook/"&gt;Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, titled &lt;a href="http://onlytheblogknowsbrooklyn.typepad.com/only_the_blog_knows_brook/2007/09/i-like-real-nam.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I LIKE REAL NAMES OR CONSISTENT WEB ALIASES"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found myself thinking a lot about anonymity and what its place is in the blogosphere, and what it means to me, as a blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I replied to this post, in a rather long-winded fashion, and I hope you'll follow the link there and read what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlytheblogknowsbrooklyn.typepad.com/only_the_blog_knows_brook/2007/09/i-like-real-nam.html"&gt;Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has to say too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me your thoughts. Anonymous or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4744712884328428939?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4744712884328428939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4744712884328428939' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4744712884328428939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4744712884328428939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/serious-word-on-anonymity.html' title='A Serious Word on Anonymity'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RuVNN9UUVOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_gknzIVYC08/s72-c/dac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1936119901991007158</id><published>2007-09-05T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T15:06:28.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: A Little of This, A Little of That...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clams Casino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6redUUVLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/U2QIZAD97gs/s1600-h/clams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6redUUVLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/U2QIZAD97gs/s400/clams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106707567238993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before, and I'll say it again: One of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things about having &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; in the kitchen is that, you'll never get bored. He's always trying something new, and somehow, it always turns out well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that a constantly changing menu makes for a fun and interesting diet...it keeps your body&lt;em&gt; and &lt;/em&gt;your taste buds alert and ready for action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this week's segment, I want to highlight the smaller treats that &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; has whipped up...'cause they're tasty and so gosh-darn CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, is &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;strong&gt;Clams Casino&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Born in family tradition, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; makes these every once in a while to remind himself of home...and to remind &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; of how much I can cram in my mouth if I am feeling determined. &lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm...breadcrumbs, bacon, onions, shallots, peppers, and clams! How can you go wrong? Fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poblano Poppers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6tb9UUVMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/F51ZVISMJ48/s1600-h/pablano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6tb9UUVMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/F51ZVISMJ48/s400/pablano.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106709723312575682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, scrumptious little Poblano peppers filled with: Cream cheese, onion, shallots, peppers...and then wrapped in BACON! Deeeeevine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love things with a kick! A great little appetizer before a delicious meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; money shot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner For Two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flank Steak with Chimichurri Sauce&lt;br /&gt;Yucca in a Garlic Lemon Dressing&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Sweet Corn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6umdUUVNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R9DVCFrwxMA/s1600-h/flank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6umdUUVNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R9DVCFrwxMA/s400/flank.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106711003212829906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was stellar. &lt;br /&gt;But, the yucca took me by surprise. So delicious. I'd had it before, but something about the tangy dressing just pushed me over the edge of taste-bud pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;And, as for the steak, need I say there are very few items that surpass grilled steak, in my book? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(And yes! We did hop out on the roof, because, sadly, our days are numbered with the frikkin' cold months upon us!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious food, made by other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1936119901991007158?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1936119901991007158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1936119901991007158' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1936119901991007158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1936119901991007158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/addrocs-kitchen-little-of-this-little.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: A Little of This, A Little of That...'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt6redUUVLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/U2QIZAD97gs/s72-c/clams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6864589528081394054</id><published>2007-09-04T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:22:19.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>On the Sweet Side...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shortbread Cookie Sandwiches with Fresh Strawberry Whipped Cream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1khheJwuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RqJ3aD1piS0/s1600-h/shortbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1khheJwuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RqJ3aD1piS0/s400/shortbread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106348079591310050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have become a &lt;strong&gt;BAKING MACHINE&lt;/strong&gt;. And, while it may not be great for our guts, it's certainly a treat for our taste buds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the past week's baking adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above, Shortbread Cookie Sandwiches with Fresh Strawberry Whipped Cream, were easy, light and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cookies: Shortbread made with European Butter&lt;br /&gt;The Filling: Fresh Whipped Cream with minced bits of fresh strawberries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, they look &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; pretty with very little effort. Something we all can appreciate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raspberry Chiffon Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1lPBeJwvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CBvFvXOM1lw/s1600-h/raspberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1lPBeJwvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/CBvFvXOM1lw/s400/raspberry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106348861275357938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal favorite of my baking experiments, thus far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crust: Flaky Butter Crust&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom layer: Homemade raspberry jam &lt;br /&gt;The Middle layer: Cream cheese combined with raspberry preserves and Jell-O&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Top layer: Fresh cream whipped with sugar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, delicious. I just &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to toot (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toot, toot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;) my own horn here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter Cream Pie w/Chocolate-Coated Rice Crispie&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Crust&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1l7BeJwwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BeB5nfIwm0g/s1600-h/PB%26Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1l7BeJwwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/BeB5nfIwm0g/s400/PB%26Chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106349617189602050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Crust: Rice Crispies&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; coated with semi-sweet chocolate and butter&lt;br /&gt;The Filling: Creme Cheese, condensed milk, peanut butter, and fresh whipped creme&lt;br /&gt;The Decorative Topping: Milk Chocolate and Heavy Creme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was awesome. But, I was so effin' stuffed after a delicious meal, thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/addroc/"&gt;addROC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://iluvpork.com/"&gt;Reid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, it was hard to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; enjoy this pie. But, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I did bring home the leftovers, so, hopefully tonight, dinner will be a little lighter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6864589528081394054?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6864589528081394054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6864589528081394054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6864589528081394054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6864589528081394054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-sweet-side.html' title='On the Sweet Side...'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rt1khheJwuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/RqJ3aD1piS0/s72-c/shortbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6460678132435328920</id><published>2007-08-31T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:22:33.807-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>The American Pie Council. Yes, it exists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RthMPReJwtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_wCk-lnUUEE/s1600-h/pie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RthMPReJwtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_wCk-lnUUEE/s400/pie2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104914002896077522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy frikkin' crap. There is an &lt;strong&gt;American Pie Council&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you may know, I have recently become quite obsessed with pie. I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; making a ton of pies until I have perfected the art, and then, I plan to move on to tarts, or something else I suck at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spend a good 3-4 hours of my workweek surfing the web for new and exciting pie recipes for me to bake and/or &lt;em&gt;destroy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this week's search, I came across &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.piecouncil.org/"&gt;The American Pie Council&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And it's absolutely, fucking brilliant. With posts titled: &lt;strong&gt;"Random Acts of Pieness"&lt;/strong&gt; how can you go wrong? I also learned that &lt;strong&gt;National Pie Day is on January 23rd&lt;/strong&gt;! Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's $35 bucks to become a regular member, and $25 for students and seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subscription is pretty pimp. It entitles you to coupons, opens the door to some pie-networking opportunities, &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;, my most favorite part, you get a subscription to: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PIE TIMES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much people, too much. I love my pie, but this is ridiculous! Go check it out...there is some serious pie making and baking to be done! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the best part is, you can access recipes for the current winners of various regional and national pie competitions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweeeeeet&lt;/em&gt;. Literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6460678132435328920?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6460678132435328920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6460678132435328920' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6460678132435328920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6460678132435328920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/american-pie-council-yes-it-exists.html' title='The American Pie Council. Yes, it exists.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RthMPReJwtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_wCk-lnUUEE/s72-c/pie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1347070114342870982</id><published>2007-08-28T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T10:57:51.977-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>Anti-Nester of the Week: Rachel Ray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtQhrBeJwsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FANsDLklA0U/s1600-h/rachel_r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtQhrBeJwsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FANsDLklA0U/s400/rachel_r.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103741300730610370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, really. But, I just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves to hate her, but why? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Top Five Reasons For Hating Rachel Ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not sure what she really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...but I'm pretty sure that I could've done it without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; She's 100% &lt;strong&gt;Pure&lt;/strong&gt; annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; She's a "&lt;em&gt;chef&lt;/em&gt;" that endorses &lt;strong&gt;Dunkin' Donuts&lt;/strong&gt;. Have you ever had a &lt;strong&gt;Dunkin' Donuts&lt;/strong&gt; bagel? Would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; endorse it? Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; In the one full episode I've seen of her self-titled &lt;strong&gt;ABC&lt;/strong&gt; show, she was cooking with &lt;strong&gt;Dr. Phil&lt;/strong&gt;. Together they were making a one skillet lunch that consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One, bun-less, Beef Patty Topped with Smoked Mozzarella &lt;br /&gt;A side of canned, cut string-beans &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;canned string-beans...ewww&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? This is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cooking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; show? I may not be a great cook, but, I'm pretty sure the concept of hamburgers and canned vegetables falls under the category of: &lt;strong&gt;Lazy &amp; Boring&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Yummers!", "Delish!", &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;"EVOO"&lt;/strong&gt; are all a form of brainwashing. There is a very distinct possibility, if I hear her utter them again, that I may shove my own septum into my brain. It's become so bad, even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; find myself saying her little catch phrases, in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my own fucking kitchen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sacrilege. She must be stopped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with these sentiments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRF_lewLjAM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRF_lewLjAM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we must toast to Rachel, let's do it old school, pick up a &lt;strong&gt;40 oz&lt;/strong&gt;-er of &lt;strong&gt;COLT 45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;. You'll be so wasted by dinner...it won't matter what slop she throws down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1347070114342870982?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1347070114342870982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1347070114342870982' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1347070114342870982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1347070114342870982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/anti-nester-of-week-rachel-ray.html' title='Anti-Nester of the Week: Rachel Ray'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtQhrBeJwsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FANsDLklA0U/s72-c/rachel_r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7180597569013438898</id><published>2007-08-27T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:10:11.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Rubber Glove-y, You're the One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtLL_ReJwrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lQvXFtafPLw/s1600-h/casabella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103365615646261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtLL_ReJwrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lQvXFtafPLw/s400/casabella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Hail! The geniuses at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.casabella.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc??Store_code=C&amp;Screen=PROD&amp;Product_Code=46001_3&amp;Category_code=2100"&gt;Casabella&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have made the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST GLOVES EVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw these little gems at &lt;strong&gt;Duane Reade&lt;/strong&gt; while debating what kind of scrubber to buy for, my then, &lt;em&gt;heinous&lt;/em&gt; tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, their spiffy packaging was what caught my eye, but, after reading the label's promises &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tapered, snug fit; Cotton flock lining; and Patented cuff!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; I decided, for $5.99, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to buy the gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hot-damn, these gloves deliver on every promise they make, and, in addition, I've found they actually smell kinda nice, a sort of sweetness surrounds their girly-goodness. Not that typical latex-y grossness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, can we discuss the fact that they're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PINK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; much more fun than the &lt;em&gt;yellow-turd gloves&lt;/em&gt; that make you look and feel more like a floatation device than a sexy, French maid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get flirty in the suds! These are super durable, don't get water logged, smell pretty, and they're frikkin &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more reason why &lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/flipping-your-dishwasher-bird.html"&gt;dishwashers are for &lt;strong&gt;LAME-Os&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7180597569013438898?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7180597569013438898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7180597569013438898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7180597569013438898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7180597569013438898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/scrub-dub-dub-3-pairs-in-box.html' title='Rubber Glove-y, You&apos;re the One.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RtLL_ReJwrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lQvXFtafPLw/s72-c/casabella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-8451388187756956301</id><published>2007-08-24T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T09:12:16.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>The POM© Hype</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs7b1BeJwpI/AAAAAAAAANs/0g584zgwjbY/s1600-h/pom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102257131831804562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs7b1BeJwpI/AAAAAAAAANs/0g584zgwjbY/s400/pom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm in the deli, and I ask myself...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EARTH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; do people consume the shit they consume? And it's not just a matter of the consumption itself, it's a matter of the price we pay to have the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of consuming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that. I'm tired of the advertising industry's psychological warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried &lt;strong&gt;POM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; what the big, fuckin' deal was with their big, fancy jar glasses and their super-jacked antioxidants for long life, or &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, you know what people? It's tea. It's tea, in a fancy jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Line:&lt;/strong&gt; If you really want to spend $3.75+ on a jar of tea...go for it. That's your prerogative. But, if it were me, I'd do what I had to do to complete my glass collection, and swear off &lt;strong&gt;POM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because you're some marketing agent's wet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw a a little bit of Pomegranate juice or Tea in a &lt;em&gt;fancy jar&lt;/em&gt;, or a &lt;em&gt;fancy cape&lt;/em&gt;, or with &lt;em&gt; fancy wings&lt;/em&gt;, on the side of a telephone booth somewhere and you decided, for between $3.75 and $5, to buy the hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs7gYBeJwqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xIfIePZ3J6U/s1600-h/alot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102262131173737122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs7gYBeJwqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xIfIePZ3J6U/s400/alot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what can I say? I did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I won't again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-8451388187756956301?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/8451388187756956301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=8451388187756956301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8451388187756956301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/8451388187756956301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/pom-hype.html' title='The POM&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Hype'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs7b1BeJwpI/AAAAAAAAANs/0g584zgwjbY/s72-c/pom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-479321749752514560</id><published>2007-08-23T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T14:23:46.257-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>For Christ's Sake...A Little Sun Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs2PPReJwoI/AAAAAAAAANk/53dUGVO1IW8/s1600-h/needsun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101891445431321218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs2PPReJwoI/AAAAAAAAANk/53dUGVO1IW8/s400/needsun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Photo By Joe Schumacher&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mr. Sun,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frikkin' dying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light deprivation &lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't motivate to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Like, for real, absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bake, or clean, or bitch about shitty household products without considering putting a razor blade to my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my fucking plants are having difficulty with photosynthesis, you rat bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously, it's still frikkin' August and on &lt;a href="http://gothamist.com/2007/08/22/confirmed_yeste.php"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/a&gt; we had the coldest day, for this time of year, since 1911! What the &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt; do you think you're playing at muthafucka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this how they live in Seattle, Mr. Sun? 'Cause, that's fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you very much,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooklyn Bitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-479321749752514560?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/479321749752514560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=479321749752514560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/479321749752514560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/479321749752514560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/for-christs-sakea-little-sun-please.html' title='For Christ&apos;s Sake...A Little Sun Please'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rs2PPReJwoI/AAAAAAAAANk/53dUGVO1IW8/s72-c/needsun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-7733668578040582469</id><published>2007-08-22T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T10:22:30.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trippin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Home again, home again. Jiggity jog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RswzXxeJwmI/AAAAAAAAANU/3kixiWCdrvU/s1600-h/cape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101508961413743202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RswzXxeJwmI/AAAAAAAAANU/3kixiWCdrvU/s400/cape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, home indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, while it's nice to be back in the saddle, it's also incredibly sad to leave the perfect scenery of Cape Cod, and the company of friends to return to New York's hustle and bustle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pain to drag the camera around, due to sporadic beach hopping and extreme levels of inebriation, but, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; did manage to take the stunning pictures in this post on the beach, after a day of fishing with his old buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a kick ass time. And, need I say that we did some serious eatin' while we were away? Well, I'll say it anyway, we did some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eating while we were on the Cape. Our first day we grilled out summer style with: &lt;strong&gt;Spicy BBQ Chicken Wings&lt;/strong&gt;, and the old standbys, &lt;strong&gt;Burgers and Dogs&lt;/strong&gt;. Not to mention, one of my favorite guilty pleasures, &lt;strong&gt;Cool Ranch Doritos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the real joy was our favorite place to stop and stuff our faces: &lt;a href="http://www.seafoodsams.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seafood Sam's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. With 4 locations on the Cape, this place has seafood down to a science. We ate a little, or a lot, of the following delicacies: &lt;strong&gt;Lobster Rolls&lt;/strong&gt; (jam-packed with huge chunks of delicious lobster), &lt;strong&gt;Clam Chowder&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Deep Fried Scallops&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Deep Fried White Fish&lt;/strong&gt;, and some tangy &lt;strong&gt;Coleslaw&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I am, back in my little Brooklyn apartment.&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm getting ready to bake bitches, fall's in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Even though, in my mind, I'm still wishing I was on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rsw2pReJwnI/AAAAAAAAANc/J33btLvwZC8/s1600-h/cape2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101512560596337266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rsw2pReJwnI/AAAAAAAAANc/J33btLvwZC8/s400/cape2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I bet now, you are too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-7733668578040582469?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/7733668578040582469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=7733668578040582469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7733668578040582469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/7733668578040582469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jog.html' title='Home again, home again. Jiggity jog.'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RswzXxeJwmI/AAAAAAAAANU/3kixiWCdrvU/s72-c/cape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-5002444709559385117</id><published>2007-08-16T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:57:36.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trippin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Road Trippin': Cape Cod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsRe7xeJwlI/AAAAAAAAANM/CdOF_mIAuIo/s1600-h/Cape-Cod-Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsRe7xeJwlI/AAAAAAAAANM/CdOF_mIAuIo/s400/Cape-Cod-Map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099305059075342930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla! &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I are getting the fuck out of dodge tonight, and driving up to good ol' New England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's that magical time where we sit on long, beautiful beaches, drinking can after can of &lt;strong&gt;Bud Light&lt;/strong&gt; to re-hydrate, and eating BBQ with friends that we haven't seen in too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't sound like summer, I don't know what does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we are going to our favorite Cape seafood stop, which I will be sure to post about when we return! I'll just give you a teensy-weensy preview and say, that this joint has the best fuckin' Lobster Rolls I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; put in my mouth, and, that means they're good, &lt;em&gt;real good&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; has a few culinary surprises up his sleeve for our gracious hosts. And of course, ridiculous quantities of booze for both day-time sun-bathing and evening bonfire beach consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sweet summer, as you drift away...I cling to what beauteous treasures you have left to behold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies in advance for the break from posting...but, I'll be severely inebriated on a beach in Cape Cod, would you really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to hear me blather away, slurring horrendeously?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-5002444709559385117?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/5002444709559385117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=5002444709559385117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5002444709559385117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/5002444709559385117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/road-trip-cape-cod.html' title='Road Trippin&apos;: Cape Cod'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsRe7xeJwlI/AAAAAAAAANM/CdOF_mIAuIo/s72-c/Cape-Cod-Map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4180274044859714726</id><published>2007-08-15T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:22:53.627-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Gingered-Lemon Meringue Pie : 1,  Me : 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsL7eF-5vzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOnNVLTtA3s/s1600-h/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsL7eF-5vzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOnNVLTtA3s/s400/pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098914222557478706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeeah, if this were a tennis match, I would've just gotten &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ACED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more sad, it was &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; tennis match, it was another attempt at baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after my success with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/addrocs-kitchen_08.html"&gt;White Chocolate Pecan Pie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I thought I'd take my new, overpriced mixer and dally about in the land of pie-making prestige and attempt a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/recipe_views/views/1583"&gt;Gingered-Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, It didn't work out the way I'd hoped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it looks pretty in the picture, my Gingered-Lemon filling was a bit too tart, and after baking the meringue on top, the filling wasn't quite set enough for easy serving &lt;em&gt;OR&lt;/em&gt; eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I agree that it was not a &lt;em&gt;total&lt;/em&gt; failure. The crust, while basic, was baked to perfection and had a great flavor, and my meringue was &lt;strong&gt;EGGCELLENT&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, let's let that be my baking humor for the day, it only goes downhill from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4180274044859714726?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4180274044859714726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4180274044859714726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4180274044859714726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4180274044859714726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/gingered-lemon-meringue-pie-1-me-0.html' title='Gingered-Lemon Meringue Pie : 1,  Me : 0'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsL7eF-5vzI/AAAAAAAAAM8/IOnNVLTtA3s/s72-c/pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4837506002471918279</id><published>2007-08-14T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:45:36.040-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week: Christopher Kimball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsGw81-5vyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CqMT3_YPDak/s1600-h/kimball-tgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsGw81-5vyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CqMT3_YPDak/s400/kimball-tgiving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098550812489662242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love Christopher because he's the founder of several of our favorite multi-media cooking education and entertainment sources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's the &lt;em&gt;Mastermind&lt;/em&gt; behind gems like &lt;a href="http://www.americastestkitchen.com/"&gt;America's Test Kitchen&lt;/a&gt; on PBS, and the outstanding print publications: &lt;a href="http://www.cooksillustrated.com/"&gt;Cook's Illustrated Magazine&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cookscountry.com/"&gt;Cook's Country Magazine&lt;/a&gt;. Not to mention the author and co-author of &lt;a href="http://www.cooksillustrated.com/bookstore.asp"&gt;several cookbooks&lt;/a&gt; put out in association with those magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we set eyes on him in America's Test Kitchen, his zany manner and love for food became instantly infectious. He's so much fun, and his obsession with a recipe's &lt;em&gt;perfection&lt;/em&gt; is both admirable and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his accolades may be many, he certainly isn't a snob, though he's a foodie for sure. His unpretentious approach to cooking and prep make it all seem so easy and light hearted. And, isn't that the sign of a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; pro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you Christopher...you tested all the bunk recipes so we didn't have to...and you frikkin' rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4837506002471918279?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4837506002471918279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4837506002471918279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4837506002471918279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4837506002471918279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/nester-of-week-christopher-kimball.html' title='Nester of the Week: Christopher Kimball'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsGw81-5vyI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CqMT3_YPDak/s72-c/kimball-tgiving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2279595855750974768</id><published>2007-08-13T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T09:54:52.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Brooklyn Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love It'/><title type='text'>Brooklyn Bitch's Cleaning Essentials</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBwF1-5vsI/AAAAAAAAAME/WiJwHyElvJo/s1600-h/wecandoit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBwF1-5vsI/AAAAAAAAAME/WiJwHyElvJo/s400/wecandoit.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098198023875968706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new week begins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, as I do almost every week, I've promised myself that I am going to scrub the fuck out of the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my favorite chore. But, each time I do it, I get better at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like your math homework from back in the 9th grade. You bitched and bitched about having to do it, thinking you were a dumb-ass. And, then you did the work, and it fuckin' sucked, but, by the end, you knew your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mom &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are a few products that are my cleaning staples. I don't believe in having &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; products for &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; rooms. Blah, blah, blah. If the fuckin' spray can't disinfect the toilet as well as the counter, then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while we're on the subject, let's look at the two multi-purpose sprays that are da bomb diggity shit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Mr. Clean&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Antibacterial Multi-Surface Spray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBxqF-5vtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RHxaMROGk4Y/s1600-h/mrclean-lemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBxqF-5vtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RHxaMROGk4Y/s400/mrclean-lemon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098199746157854418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best spray &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This stuff works great in the kitchen on dirty and/or greasy counters, AND, it also kicks some serious ass in the bathroom in toilets and around the sink area.&lt;br /&gt;I also use this spray on glass table tops, mirrors, and lacquered wood. &lt;br /&gt;I live and swear by this stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Febreeze&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBykV-5vuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZxFqECgH2N4/s1600-h/febreeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBykV-5vuI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ZxFqECgH2N4/s400/febreeze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098200746885234402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have a bottle already, you've been living like a dirty hippie for too long. This stuff is a Godsend. Now, I'm not saying that you should use &lt;strong&gt;Febreeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; instead of laundering your clothing and towels (and, I did knew some dirty frat boys once upon a time who used &lt;strong&gt;Febreeze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; as an alternative to &lt;strong&gt;TIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;), but, if you're a few days overdue for a washing and your stuff's a little funky, this stuff is great. A spritz or two on the couch before guests arrive, and they'll think you've been cleaning all day. &lt;br /&gt;Huzzah, it's like deodorant, for cloth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Soft Scrub&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBz3V-5vvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-K9_vyP_kVE/s1600-h/softscrub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBz3V-5vvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-K9_vyP_kVE/s400/softscrub.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098202172814376690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stuff is possibly the best tub solution on the market. It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PERFECT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for all you lazy people out there who just want to "wax-on, wax-off." All you do, is pour some of this stuff onto the nastiness in your tub, wait 15-30 minutes, go back and lightly scrub with a sponge. Simple and easy. And, though it does have a slightly bleachy smell, it's way milder than actual bleach, and not nearly as harsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Swiffer&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Dusters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsB031-5vwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/P6OJwvcFW5I/s1600-h/swiffer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsB031-5vwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/P6OJwvcFW5I/s400/swiffer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098203280915939074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, these are frikkin' awesome.&lt;br /&gt;They actually perform better than &lt;strong&gt;Swiffer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; gives them credit for in their commercials. These little powerhouses not only latch onto dust like muthafuckas, they even pick up small dirt particles and other nastiness that's collected in and around your couch. They rock, as do most &lt;strong&gt;Swiffer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; products, if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go little nesters, take your new weapons and motivate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The battle rages on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2279595855750974768?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2279595855750974768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2279595855750974768' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2279595855750974768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2279595855750974768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/brooklyn-bitchs-cleaning-essentials.html' title='Brooklyn Bitch&apos;s Cleaning Essentials'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RsBwF1-5vsI/AAAAAAAAAME/WiJwHyElvJo/s72-c/wecandoit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3837456464735237202</id><published>2007-08-10T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:00:28.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grilling'/><title type='text'>A Roof with a View...and a Grill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxiv1-5voI/AAAAAAAAALk/pgycn3ENGzQ/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097057452360842882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxiv1-5voI/AAAAAAAAALk/pgycn3ENGzQ/s400/moon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, we love our roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, it isn't much. Just a crappy, small square. But, in the summer, it's really nice to get outdoors, especially if you are like us, sans an AC unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy as it may appear, we like going out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. To grill.&lt;br /&gt;2. To enjoy a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brewsky&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. To save our smoker guests the trip downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;4. To "garden" (AKA water plants and herbs).&lt;br /&gt;5. To soak up some rays, in hopes of caramelizing our pasty white asses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, mainly because of &lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt;, grilling. Here at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, we're a teeny-weensy bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pyro&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrxkjV-5vpI/AAAAAAAAALs/MwlcpGS3aRo/s1600-h/Fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097059436635733650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrxkjV-5vpI/AAAAAAAAALs/MwlcpGS3aRo/s400/Fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a good fire. What's even more pimp, is fire's ability to cook meats, &lt;em&gt;delicious, delicious&lt;/em&gt; meats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxk2l-5vqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qawUE0maZ8c/s1600-h/grillskewers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097059767348215458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxk2l-5vqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qawUE0maZ8c/s400/grillskewers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You saw them plated in my &lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/addrocs-kitchen_08.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;, but, don't these &lt;strong&gt;BBQ Chicken Skewers &lt;/strong&gt;look just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bitchin&lt;/span&gt;' right on the grill?! Not to mention, the aroma. Nothing smells better than BBQ in the air on a hot summer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxlal-5vrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ipv5YqYFETk/s1600-h/steak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097060385823506098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxlal-5vrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ipv5YqYFETk/s400/steak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And while our &lt;strong&gt;Steak Marinated in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Terriaki&lt;/span&gt; with Minced Garlic&lt;/strong&gt; was not featured in our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/search/label/addRoc%27s%20Kitchen"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;addROC's&lt;/span&gt; Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;segment&lt;/span&gt;, it surely deserves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accolades&lt;/span&gt;. This steak smelled so fucking good when it was cooking, words cannot capture my desperate need to consume this piece of meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our own little crap-ass sanctuary. And it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Please, take advantage of the outdoors now...I implore you. The cold season is fast approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt;' sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When this old world starts a getting me down,&lt;br /&gt;And people are just too much for me to face,&lt;br /&gt;I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;And all my cares just drift right into space...up on the roof..."&lt;br /&gt;-James Taylor-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Yes, I just quoted James Taylor and I'm under 35. &lt;strong&gt;Deal&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3837456464735237202?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3837456464735237202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3837456464735237202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3837456464735237202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3837456464735237202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/roof-with-view-and-grill.html' title='A Roof with a View...and a Grill'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrxiv1-5voI/AAAAAAAAALk/pgycn3ENGzQ/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1100699360352097685</id><published>2007-08-09T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:23:13.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: Skewers, Salads, and Pie! Oh My!</title><content type='html'>Yet again, addROC made my week by feeding me and our friends.&lt;br /&gt;I love addROC, especially in the kitchen, because, well, his dishes are constantly changing. It turns out, that variety actually is the spice of life and there's nothing like keeping your taste buds on their toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, addROC went with an Asian theme, and we all reaped the benefits...feast your eyes on this week's tasty treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Night #1: Just the Two of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shredded Thai Chicken &lt;br /&gt;with Peanut Sauce Over Soba Noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqCu1-5vkI/AAAAAAAAALE/q3Ly-28-5N8/s1600-h/soba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqCu1-5vkI/AAAAAAAAALE/q3Ly-28-5N8/s400/soba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096529669599641154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! So frikkin' good. When addROC makes me soba noodles, it's pretty much in the bag, he's gettin' lucky.&lt;br /&gt;This dish was outta this world and I can't wait for the next soba adventure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night #2: Entertaining Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled BBQ Chicken Skewers&lt;br /&gt;Toasted Barley, Corn, Onion, and Pepper Salad&lt;br /&gt;Marinated Heirloom Tomatoes and Red Pearl Onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqD9l-5vlI/AAAAAAAAALM/BwtZb048o-g/s1600-h/skewers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqD9l-5vlI/AAAAAAAAALM/BwtZb048o-g/s400/skewers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096531022514339410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-vine. Anything from the grill is always a treat, and, I'm a huge fan of salads with grains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumroll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;actually cooked&lt;/em&gt; something for our guests! A Pie! Without any help! Looky here nesters, I'm not as domestically disabled as you all thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Chocolate Pecan Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqFnl-5vmI/AAAAAAAAALU/z_KTBUzJfhY/s1600-h/pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqFnl-5vmI/AAAAAAAAALU/z_KTBUzJfhY/s400/pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096532843580472930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tasty, if I do say myself. Though, I do intend to further hone my baking skills, as I ended up buying a rather upscale mixer solely to make this little pie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean plates said it all! Thanks again to addROC...I'm already looking forward to eating next week's editions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1100699360352097685?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1100699360352097685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1100699360352097685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1100699360352097685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1100699360352097685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/addrocs-kitchen_08.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: Skewers, Salads, and Pie! Oh My!'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrqCu1-5vkI/AAAAAAAAALE/q3Ly-28-5N8/s72-c/soba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-502326791025273056</id><published>2007-08-07T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:20:41.848-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint: Pimm's© &amp; Ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrh1ol-5viI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1qhRTbW2umc/s1600-h/pimmsbottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrh1ol-5viI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1qhRTbW2umc/s320/pimmsbottle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095952318620876322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discovered this scrumptious sipable thanks to our great friend and favorite photag, &lt;a href="http://www.cfhphoto.com/"&gt;Cliff Hawkins&lt;/a&gt;. While he was flitting about the city, drinking of course, he found this gem at &lt;strong&gt;APT&lt;/strong&gt; (419 West 13th Street) and decided to whip 'em up at home and, of course, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, his &lt;em&gt;gratified&lt;/em&gt; guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this drink for several reasons: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; It meets my rule: 3 ingredients or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; It's refreshing as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Pimm's isn't as strong as some other liqueurs, so, you can have a couple big glasses before you're in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; It's so gosh-darn &lt;em&gt;purdy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; It makes me feel like I'm in Savannah, enjoying a drink with the other debutantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU'LL NEED:&lt;br /&gt;1 Bottle Pimm's&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; No. 1&lt;br /&gt;1 Bottle Ginger Ale&lt;br /&gt;1 Cucumber, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;A Large Glass&lt;br /&gt;5-7 Ice Cubes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your glass filled with ice, pour Pimm's No.1 so that it fills half the glass. Then, pour the ginger ale over the Pimm's&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; to the brim of the glass. Garnish with cucumber slices to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrh1gV-5vhI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zhcNJGEoMzY/s1600-h/MadePimms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrh1gV-5vhI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zhcNJGEoMzY/s320/MadePimms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095952176886955538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true summer drink: Light, crisp, and great for a lazy afternoon with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all enjoy yer beverages now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-502326791025273056?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/502326791025273056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=502326791025273056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/502326791025273056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/502326791025273056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/sobriety-checkpoint-pimms-ginger.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint: Pimm&apos;s&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; &amp; Ginger'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rrh1ol-5viI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1qhRTbW2umc/s72-c/pimmsbottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4175231047638982023</id><published>2007-08-06T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:33:46.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><title type='text'>Tips For the Narcoleptic Nester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrcjG1-5veI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zdavfeYo9RM/s1600-h/deadbitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095580103870103010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrcjG1-5veI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zdavfeYo9RM/s400/deadbitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cfhphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cliff Hawkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes nesters, even &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; fall down on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of life's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/search/label/Sobriety%20Checkpoint"&gt;Sobriety Checkpoints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sometimes we just fall like toy soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you you drink too much, it can be hard to stay awake. I know this, all to well, and am the butt of many a joke because of my seemingly narcoleptic nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places I've Passed Out Drunk, Recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My couch in Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;2. Other people's couches in Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;3. An upstate Table (see above).&lt;br /&gt;4. A Canadian Slot Machine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you avoid passing out drunk? Funny you should ask! I have some tips for you inebriated (and sleepy) nesters out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips for Staying Awake While Wasted:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Red Bull&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; None of sugar-free shit people, you need every freaking calorie possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Keep moving:&lt;/strong&gt; If you sit down, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pass out. Play Wii&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;, dance with other drunkards, or bend-it-up with Twister&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;, after all, it was &lt;em&gt;invented&lt;/em&gt; for this very purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Get Smacked:&lt;/strong&gt; This is why you &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; friends and significant others. They're not afraid to bitch-slap the fuck out of you. It'll put the pep back in your step, and, maybe it'll make their night as well. After all, you are a little bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Water:&lt;/strong&gt; DUH! Forget about breaking the seal...this is about survival now. Chase your Red Bull&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; with some Aqua! (Brooklyn tap water kicks some serious ass, so, don't sweat it if you can't locate your Poland Spring&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Deal with It:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok. At some point, you're going to have to make peace with the fact that you are drunk, wasted even, and your body needs to shut down. Stop fighting it. If &lt;strong&gt;Steps 1-4&lt;/strong&gt; weren't enough, you're toasted. Just pass the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck! And remember...if you're going to be pass-out drunk, do it with people who have the good sense to look out for you. This is New York City. Be smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe and have a great Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4175231047638982023?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4175231047638982023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4175231047638982023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4175231047638982023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4175231047638982023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/tips-for-narcoleptic-nester.html' title='Tips For the Narcoleptic Nester'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrcjG1-5veI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zdavfeYo9RM/s72-c/deadbitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-4801648388597757886</id><published>2007-08-03T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:14:05.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week: Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrM7Xl-5vdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VqS2TbLG3S4/s1600-h/cover_wired_190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrM7Xl-5vdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VqS2TbLG3S4/s400/cover_wired_190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094480880005135826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. So, she's the ultimate nester, forever and ever. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, just because she's on the cover of &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/"&gt;WIRED Magazine&lt;/a&gt; this month, we have to give her &lt;strong&gt;Nester of the Week&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's classy, bitchy, business savvy, and fucking clever. And, while she may have sold out, &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewartflowers.com/category.cfm?page=under35dollars&amp;REF=MSOMS150Ban"&gt;just a little&lt;/a&gt;, she's still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for &lt;a href="http://www.wired.com/wired/"&gt;WIRED&lt;/a&gt;, she made a kick-ass Wii cake! Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toast to Martha with something classy, like a Bordeaux or Chablis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're too good for this world Martha, you're too good. That's why they tried to lock you up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we know here at &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, you're the nesting &lt;em&gt;Wizard&lt;/em&gt;, and Martha, no one's gonna hold you back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not nobody, not no how!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-4801648388597757886?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/4801648388597757886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=4801648388597757886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4801648388597757886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/4801648388597757886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/nester-of-week-martha-stewart.html' title='Nester of the Week: Martha Stewart'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrM7Xl-5vdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VqS2TbLG3S4/s72-c/cover_wired_190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-577654420211968142</id><published>2007-08-03T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:40:15.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whack'/><title type='text'>Won't YOU Be My Neighbor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrMqv1-5vcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GOyaaqT98bw/s1600-h/rogers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrMqv1-5vcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GOyaaqT98bw/s320/rogers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094462604919291330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conclusion I've come to: You either &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your neighbors, or, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fucking hate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I met our apartment neighbors and they were decent, we were like, &lt;em&gt;bonus&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did we know that lurking right next door was a huge jerkface muthafucka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our neighbor one building over is a total asshole. He gives us shit for putting trash out in front of &lt;em&gt;our own &lt;/em&gt;apartment building, claiming that he has to "clean up" after our messes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am Brooklyn Bitch of &lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn &lt;em&gt;Fucking&lt;/em&gt; Nester&lt;/strong&gt;, I do not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAKE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; messes. I clean them, bitches. So this dude just &lt;em&gt;pissed&lt;/em&gt; us off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a while back, our fucknut-of-a-neighbor started piling bricks up on and around his stoop.&lt;em&gt; Lots&lt;/em&gt; of fucking bricks. So, when &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt; and I saw our nemesis moving this assload of bricks into his building, we became suspicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, we were grilling out on our roof, and I happened to look over the edge into our neighbor's "yard."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrHf3l-5vZI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PE1tEXnE_aY/s1600-h/back_yard_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrHf3l-5vZI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PE1tEXnE_aY/s400/back_yard_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094098799714483602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been a dump down there, but, it seems that he has made preparations to build upon that dump. And, though I cannot say with any amount of certainty, I'm pretty sure that he doesn't have a permit for such expansion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worse is that we &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;, by the looks of it, that he is building more apartments. Whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Mr. Rogers &lt;em&gt;himself&lt;/em&gt; would ban this douchebag from the neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm no whistle blower, so, the atrocities will continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-577654420211968142?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/577654420211968142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=577654420211968142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/577654420211968142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/577654420211968142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/wont-you-be-my-neighbor.html' title='Won&apos;t YOU Be My Neighbor?'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrMqv1-5vcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/GOyaaqT98bw/s72-c/rogers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1566686352677432883</id><published>2007-08-01T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:11:02.078-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating Out'/><title type='text'>Korean BBQ in 'Da Burg: Dokebi Bar &amp; Grill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrDWal-5vXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uI8Ne1ybl34/s1600-h/spread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrDWal-5vXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uI8Ne1ybl34/s400/spread.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093806930916916594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the result of losing a bet to &lt;strong&gt;addROC&lt;/strong&gt;, the &lt;em&gt;beeotch&lt;/em&gt;, I had to buy him dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided on &lt;a href="http://www.menupages.com/restaurantdetails.asp?areaid=0&amp;restaurantid=28160&amp;neighborhoodid=0&amp;cuisineid=0"&gt;Dokebi Bar &amp; Grill&lt;/a&gt; on Grand Avenue between Bedford and Driggs Avenues in Willamsburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered the &lt;strong&gt;Spicy Ribeye&lt;/strong&gt;, which came with a bunch of great little sides to add to your beef and lettuce wrap: &lt;strong&gt;Black and White Rice, Black Beans, Cucumber, Kimichi, Watercress, Onions, and Soybean Paste&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was super fresh and tasty, not to mention very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the best part was cooking at our table with our own lil' BBQ Grill right in the center! I felt like a little kid in arts and crafts class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our &lt;em&gt;mad&lt;/em&gt; grillin' skills:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrDYhF-5vYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Z14T0f1b4nA/s1600-h/meat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrDYhF-5vYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Z14T0f1b4nA/s400/meat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093809241609321858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place was fun, tasty, and if you hit it at happy hour you can get &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; draft beers &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the price of one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Now who can turn that down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We highly recommend this joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...BBQ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1566686352677432883?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1566686352677432883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1566686352677432883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1566686352677432883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1566686352677432883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/08/korean-bbq-in-da-burg-dokebi-bar-grill.html' title='Korean BBQ in &apos;Da Burg: Dokebi Bar &amp; Grill'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RrDWal-5vXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uI8Ne1ybl34/s72-c/spread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1623211183935763658</id><published>2007-07-31T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:39:49.039-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Feel Like Bitchin&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><title type='text'>Dirt Devil© Broom Vac Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq84Z1-5vWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bo3PuIY_yMg/s1600-h/dirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq84Z1-5vWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bo3PuIY_yMg/s400/dirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093351720218115426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the the worst things &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; is mopping the fucking floor.&lt;br /&gt;So, when you actually motivate to mop, or Swiffer&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Wet Jet, or what-have-you, you don't want to be deterred by a piece of shit, fucking electric broom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stages of Floor Mopping:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Electric Broom and/or Sweep Floor&lt;br /&gt;2.Mop Floor&lt;br /&gt;3.Allow Floor to Dry&lt;br /&gt;4.Enjoy Clean Floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I received the Dirt Devil&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Broom Vac from my mother as a gift, I was stoked. 'Cause, let's be real, sweeping fucking sucks in every way possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "Broom Vac" has no suction &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHATSOEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, nor is it a good broom independent of the vacuum feature. Just because the folks in the commercial are dancing around like jackasses and putting on what looks like a high school musical in their kitchen, does not mean that this contraption does &lt;em&gt;jack-shit&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Line:&lt;/strong&gt; This is a large paperweight, piece of shit. I realize some other electric options aren't as "affordable," but, buying this "Broom Vac" would be like throwing your money in a huge, &lt;em&gt;burning&lt;/em&gt; trash bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save your cash and get a dustpan, bitches. This hunk of junk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLOWS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1623211183935763658?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1623211183935763658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1623211183935763658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1623211183935763658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1623211183935763658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/dirt-devil-broom-vac-sucks.html' title='Dirt Devil&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; Broom Vac Sucks'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq84Z1-5vWI/AAAAAAAAAJU/bo3PuIY_yMg/s72-c/dirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-2708710657513353517</id><published>2007-07-30T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:20:14.257-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>Bag O' Tomatoes: Step 1 - Sweet, Sweet Tomato Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzhCl-5vUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ADcrb8tEhsc/s1600-h/tomatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzhCl-5vUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ADcrb8tEhsc/s400/tomatoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092692713321119042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!! So we finally found some time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;get busy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with our bag of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-say-tomato-i-say-bag-of-them.html"&gt;Tomato Magic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How the Hot Tomato Love &lt;em&gt;Went Down&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzeJl-5vTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UjCOlbYw09Y/s1600-h/tomato+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzeJl-5vTI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UjCOlbYw09Y/s400/tomato+bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092689535045319986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above:&lt;/strong&gt;(Left) An expanded peat-pellet in a Tupperware&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; (Right) Peat-pellets before expansion and Tomato seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We put one, thin peat-pellet into a Tupperware.&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We poured 1/2 cup warm water over the pellet.&lt;br /&gt;3. Then we waited around 5 minutes for the pellet to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;expand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fluffed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the peat on the surface of the pellet.&lt;br /&gt;5. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sowed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 tomato seeds.&lt;br /&gt;6. Then we ran and hid it in a dark place, and we're leaving it there until we see some &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet, sweet sprout action...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, who knew tomatoes were so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frikkin' sexy?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-2708710657513353517?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/2708710657513353517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=2708710657513353517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2708710657513353517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/2708710657513353517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/bag-o-tomatoes-step-1-sweet-sweet.html' title='Bag O&apos; Tomatoes: Step 1 - Sweet, Sweet Tomato Love'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzhCl-5vUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ADcrb8tEhsc/s72-c/tomatoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-1600049847587294253</id><published>2007-07-29T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T15:11:17.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grilling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greenmarket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addRoc&apos;s Kitchen'/><title type='text'>addROC's Kitchen: 2 Nights, 2 Meals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq0wEF-5vVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/27Dj3J-aB7U/s1600-h/bounty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq0wEF-5vVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/27Dj3J-aB7U/s400/bounty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092779600509517138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...veggies from Union Square's Greenmarket. &lt;br /&gt;These were the colorful ingredients my boyfriend, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt;, chose to cook with this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt;, Brooklyn Bitch does a lot of nesting, but, not a lot of cooking. I leave that task to persons with the know-how, and I'll do the dishes...I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me as I highlight the delicious eats that we enjoyed this weekend here at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Brooklyn Nester&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC's Kitchen&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night #1: Just the Two of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pork Chops with a Spicy Orange Glaze&lt;br /&gt;Tomato, Fennel, Onion, and Ham Salad with a Parmesan Dressing&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Sweet Corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rqy-PV-5vNI/AAAAAAAAAII/i4N8DCrunW0/s1600-h/pork%27n%27corn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rqy-PV-5vNI/AAAAAAAAAII/i4N8DCrunW0/s400/pork%27n%27corn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092654449457478866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute perfection. And, the colors were beautiful. Something pretty always tastes better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Night 2: Grilling for Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa Verde&lt;br /&gt;Fried Fresh-Corn Fritters&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Rice with Pork Sausage&lt;br /&gt;Cucumber and Onion Salad with Thai Sweet-Chili Dressing&lt;br /&gt;Grilled Garlic-Shallot Burgers Topped with Cheddar, Onion, and Tomato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzFgF-5vOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fLasekff2ZA/s1600-h/salsaverde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzFgF-5vOI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fLasekff2ZA/s400/salsaverde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092662433801682146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Salsa Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzFrF-5vPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IBDk5nkLeQo/s1600-h/cornfritter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzFrF-5vPI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IBDk5nkLeQo/s400/cornfritter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092662622780243186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fried Fresh-Corn Fritters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzF8l-5vQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/taYKtaG6YQg/s1600-h/dirtyrice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzF8l-5vQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/taYKtaG6YQg/s400/dirtyrice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092662923427953922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dirty Rice with Pork Sausage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzGEl-5vRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0kIKledh0Po/s1600-h/cucsalad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzGEl-5vRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/0kIKledh0Po/s400/cucsalad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092663060866907410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cucumber and Onion Salad with Thai Sweet-Chili Dressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzGM1-5vSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gtPh14Aa5-0/s1600-h/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqzGM1-5vSI/AAAAAAAAAI0/gtPh14Aa5-0/s400/burger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092663202600828194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grilled Garlic-Shallot Burger Topped with Cheddar, Onion, and Tomato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzzah for men who can cook, 'cause I sure can't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;addROC&lt;/span&gt; for another delicious weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-1600049847587294253?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/1600049847587294253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=1600049847587294253' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1600049847587294253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/1600049847587294253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/addrocs-kitchen-2-nights-2-meals.html' title='addROC&apos;s Kitchen: 2 Nights, 2 Meals'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/Rq0wEF-5vVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/27Dj3J-aB7U/s72-c/bounty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6602828719778278173</id><published>2007-07-26T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:03:38.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC Sanitation'/><title type='text'>Garbage Men Are A Lot Like Umbrellas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqjfJl-5vLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1SrsqrTQinE/s1600-h/garbage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqjfJl-5vLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1SrsqrTQinE/s400/garbage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091564734650105010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how your mom used hand you an umbrella as you walked out the door, and then you had to drag it everywhere with you, all day, and then &lt;strong&gt;it didn't fucking rain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember getting smart? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told your mom to fuck off and left the house without your umbrella. &lt;br /&gt;You rebel, you.&lt;br /&gt;And then, &lt;strong&gt;it fucking poured&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the NYC Sanitation Department is something like my mom's mystical umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Brooklyn Nester's &lt;/strong&gt;garbage day is Wednesday. So, Tuesday night, we either motivate to bring down all our shit &lt;em&gt;OR&lt;/em&gt; we decide that we're waking up early enough to get it all down to the curb before the fat lady sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fucking win though. &lt;br /&gt;If we convince our &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drunk asses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to bring all the trash down at 1AM...it is still sitting on the curb when I leave the apartment at 8AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; take it down, that shit-ass-muthafucka of a garbage truck will inevitably wake me up at 6AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit people. Utter bullshit. How am I expected to Nest under these conditions?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think that throwing my umbrella in the trash could offset this quandary, but, I fear combining these two mysterious sources of power would result in immediate and certain death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6602828719778278173?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6602828719778278173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6602828719778278173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6602828719778278173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6602828719778278173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/garbage-men-are-lot-like-umbrellas.html' title='Garbage Men Are A Lot Like Umbrellas'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqjfJl-5vLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1SrsqrTQinE/s72-c/garbage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-6618949009990545056</id><published>2007-07-25T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T11:10:08.694-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Brooklyn Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><title type='text'>The Brooklyn Project: And God said, "Let There Be...Floor?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdOL1-5vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/AQc-CpSUhmM/s1600-h/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091123869142072450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdOL1-5vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/AQc-CpSUhmM/s320/light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my bitchin' nesters, the lord hath shone his light on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many baby steps into the bedroom (&lt;em&gt;and then back out again&lt;/em&gt;), I learned that I do, &lt;em&gt;indeed&lt;/em&gt;, have a floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was all Pauly Shored out, like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, what is this wood-like substance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, I came to realize that when you pick up 6 months worth of clothing, both clean and dirty, a whole new world is revealed: Hard Wood Floors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at the &lt;strong&gt;before picture&lt;/strong&gt;, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdQSV-5vJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pbfZcIiWhgU/s1600-h/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091126179834477714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdQSV-5vJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pbfZcIiWhgU/s400/mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeek fest. That is a true tragedy. And, let me tell you, I'm no where near being finished. Rome wasn't built in a day, but, I've definitely made some headway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, feast your eyes on the fruit of my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;motivated&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; labor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdQn1-5vKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5fsM8Jy40Vo/s1600-h/clean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091126549201665186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdQn1-5vKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5fsM8Jy40Vo/s400/clean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosanna and Hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What to Expect When You Clean Your Bedroom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Be prepared to throw shit away people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean clothes, old books, magazines, used tissues, and &lt;em&gt;worse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Get a Ziplock&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt;! There's change &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I struck it rich down there in the bowels of the bedroom! Don't walk people, run! Your fortune awaits you. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Results Not Typical)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Don't expect to finish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do enough work to see a difference, then take a break. The longer it takes to shape the place up, the more you'll aim to keep it in that condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivate nesters! I haven't felt this accomplished in weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Go, re-discover your floors!&lt;br /&gt;God made them for a reason!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-6618949009990545056?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/6618949009990545056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=6618949009990545056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6618949009990545056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/6618949009990545056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/brooklyn-project-and-god-said-let-there.html' title='The Brooklyn Project: And God said, &quot;Let There Be...Floor?&quot;'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqdOL1-5vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/AQc-CpSUhmM/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2795213937847483836.post-3915102960154486926</id><published>2007-07-24T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T11:11:58.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nester of the Week'/><title type='text'>Nester of the Week: Marge Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqaFXF-5vFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TngtJxyOt4U/s1600-h/marge_simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqaFXF-5vFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TngtJxyOt4U/s320/marge_simpson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090903060578417746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to nesting, Marge Simpson is my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, she's the best animated Mom &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;, and she's got time for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've only seen her screw up a couple times, and I don't know anyone who doesn't love this blue-haired lady. She can bake a cake, sew a costume, halt her hubby, and barricade Bart, all with Maggie on her hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simpsonsmovie.com/"&gt;The Simpson Movie&lt;/a&gt; comes out this weekend, and you can bet you're bottom dollar, this Nester is gonna be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homage must be paid to the Nesters that have come before...and who continue to put us &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could get a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brew in these parts, I would. But for now, this Mike's Hard Lemonade&lt;sup&gt;©&lt;/sup&gt; will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge, here's to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2795213937847483836-3915102960154486926?l=thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/feeds/3915102960154486926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2795213937847483836&amp;postID=3915102960154486926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3915102960154486926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2795213937847483836/posts/default/3915102960154486926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebrooklynnester.blogspot.com/2007/07/nester-of-week-marge-simpson.html' title='Nester of the Week: Marge Simpson'/><author><name>Brooklyn Bitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14184571514348469281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b6/DabbaMac/usay_MED.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PqcfdOq8W0/RqaFXF-5vFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TngtJxyOt4U/s72-c/marge_simpson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
