Because I am cruel.

Today, I made cookies. They are a wee bit lemony, and they have poppy seeds in them. I then smushed some blackberry cabernet sorbet (ooh! ahh!) in between two of them. It is delicious, and I thought you'd like to know.*

*except that it's really just because I'm evil. But we'll pretend it's in the interest of representing my life accurately on this here blog. Because I do that so faithfully.

Happy Friday.

Something I could get used to

You know, I’ve never been the type to really look forward to summer. I mean, it’s nice, but it’s always been a three-month heat wave punctuated too frequently with days when I just can’t wait for school to start back up. This summer’s been nice, though. Different. I got to shave off a nice month of the summer right from the get-go by being in London for most of May. And now, filling my days with cooking whatever strikes my fancy, learning the score to a hard piece of musical theatre, reading a couple Agatha Christie novels, and bopping around Houston to visit friends - that’s something I could get used to. I mean, already this summer I’ve gotten to make all these fun things:

• tostadas 
• peanut noodles 
• a fancy BLT, fried egg and all 
• turkey chili 
• strawberry froyo 
• peach streusel cake 
• chicken tikka masala 
• raspberry scones 
• whole wheat chocolate chip cookies 
• jazzed-up apricot goat cheese prosciutto paninis 
• a “corn chowder” salad 
• gingerbread cookies 
• biscuits! 
• blackberry apricot pie 
• pork tomato ravioli
• honey-yogurt tart with blackberries and raspberries 
• barbecue sauce 
• pulled barbecued chicken sandwiches with that barbecue sauce 
• strawberry conserve 
• tomato jam

pie!

look how cute!

And there’s plenty more where that came from. All I’m saying is, I think I might finally get what all the fuss about summer is about. It’s about time.