Disappointments and Spinning
MMmm: Cardamom/Saffron Sweet Tea Loaf
$@&*! It was completely hollow. COMPLETELY. I could have fit a skein of yarn inside. Or 4 and 20 blackbirds. So embarassing. The worst part is that this happens EVERY TIME. I can not get bread right. I even bollocksed up the No-Knead Bread. I don't get it at all... I can bake any type of cake imaginable, but bread is my downfall. Blast.
I baked that, along with my ol' trusty stand-by, the Roasted Butternut Squash Tartlet, for last Sunday's Spinning Day. My friend Ali's Mom used to own a yarn shop, and gave spinning lessons. So when Ali told her I was interested in spinning, she sent over a Clemes wheel (I love that hippy painting on it, I think Ali's Dad did that):
We learned a LOT, particularly that Jane does not like spinning, and that I do (no real surprise there though). Also, spinning kills your thumb muscles, moreso than knitting. Yeouch. It is a lot of fun though, and a great way to escape from frustrating knitting projects. I spun a skein of roving Jane had purchased on Etsy from Moonlight Baker, and am now turning it into a lumpy-bumpy-first-attempt-at-spinning style hat:
What else? I finally got a hair cut! I decided that I wasn't ready to grow out my bangs just yet:
It was the first time a guy's ever cut my hair. It was great, Ashley-Ryan was good, and explained in great detail how I should style it (I must have looked a hot mess walking in there or something... )
We went to restaurant week in Baltimore last night, and finally hit Roy's, this upscale Hawaiian fusion place. For $30, you get a 3-course meal. So I had some kind of braised duck/lotus root soup (yum... lotus roots have the perfect texture... like beets!), mahi mahi (meh, I think it had been frozen) served on top of glass noodles in lobster broth. Those noodles were amazing. Dessert was some kind of lady-finger fruity thing, but I was jealous of Jane and Myrick's choice... the macadamia nut crunch bar. It was two chocolatey colored bars with the consistency of chunky peanut butter, maybe a little firmer... but soooo much tastier, too. God I love restaurant week.
This week it's back to classes... the semester starts Monday, actually. I'm looking forward to it a little, but I'm still not ready to give up my free time. I hope I don't neglect my friends again, because when I get stressed, I tend to avoid social situations. I need to remember my New Years' resolution: no more half-assing. I'll try.
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