Sunday, September 27, 2009

Now and Zen


Another gorgeous day out in the park (sunburned shouders optional). Corn dogs, Colbie Caillat, and a few crazies in the crowd. No one really wants to know why this chick is blue.

Thumbprint Cookies

Picture it: Me, on a bus, holding a balloon sword, a balloon diamond ring, and 3 regular balloons tangled around my wrist. Then, add two kids and a bag of groceries. Recipe for disaster? Not at all. We managed to overload ourselves with free crap at the Moon Fest Street Fair and still had time to make thumbprint cookies.

Movie Fest

These little red bean rice balls saved the day! You can't have a mini movie marathon without dessert! Plus, I like how they form a subliminal little mochi head.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Beignet Taste Test


Two days, and two types of beignets. Of course the rest of us ate our beignets in a civilized manner, whereas some chose to stuff hot, deep fried dough in her mouth before going back to work with powdered sugar and/or cocaine all over her face and shirt. Can't take some people no where.

Bubba Gump

We had a Bubba Gump moment on Wednesday as we shared 6 pounds of shrimp and crawfish. I swear, my hands still smell like shrimp. Something seems inherently wrong about ordering food by the pound and having it served in plastic bags. At least the beignets and ice cream at the end helped reduce the lingering shrimp taste in my mouth. Garlic and butter shrimp, boiled shrimp, shrimp rolls. . . .

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Baby Shower Cupcakes


You think something is wrong if you wake up at 3 in the morning to draw bears and design baby shower cupcakes? My oven is on overload this week.

Witness Protection Program

I'm sad cause I can't take a decent picture of what I intended. I swear my neighbor down the street is a participant in the witness protection program. I'm scared that if I take his photo he'll have me fitted for cement shoes in the Bay. He walks his gargantuan bull mastiff in the middle of the street, or ties him up to the light pole on the corner while the owner washes his Benz in his velour track suit.