FINALLY FOUND THE STUFFED CANNOLI SHOP! [thanks to saeunn] i also read about this place in an email. long ago. and had long since relinquished any hopes of buying a miniature shell filled to overflowing with flavored cream orchids lend a sense of ambiance. and the idea that "oh we actually take care of shit here" cos those are really hard to keep alive. and there were 4 or 5 daily menu almond love joy our 3/$5 choices: nutella, birthday cake, chocolate in a chocolate dipped shell
i got an email about an event occurring in nyc and actually made it there to experience the wonder! kuih koci from malaysia gooey kind of thick outside... amazing sweet coconut inside. not appropriate for the first sampling of the morning, but delicious nonetheless. and then some asshole basically body-checked me trying to get thru the crowd and i dropped the other one. waaahhh 786 pounds, filled with 965 small dumplings. OH. MY. FREAKING. GOD. jaden of steamy kitchen! dumpling eating contest. 2 minutes of the most disgusting dumpling smashing against face that has ever taken place. by the guy third from the left. his technique involved breaking up the dumplings in the bowl, dousing them with water, and then smearing them on/in his face like a weird asian facial.
huge mosaic. blocked off by prison type bars so no closeup umm idk if these guys were guarding the amphitheater or just there for the hell of it. the amphitheater from atop the plaza of the guilds npetune driving his sea-horses. not seahorses. whole different beastie oh look. more 2nd century ruins.
after the quartet gig [2 weeks ago now?] we stopped by harbes farm for some tasty fresh cheap produce since we were already out east. still not sure if it is pronounced har-bees or harbs ..but amazing nonetheless. waiting for some traffic, sitting on our bums hoping for warm cider, and some autumn mums standing in the checkout line, twiddling our thumbs admiring the pumpkins, apples, gourds and plums seeking out the donut tent, now holding only crumbs driving home in weirdass light, with good food in our tums
before asking "what are you doing?" consider the following flowchart [click for larger view] and then take the appropriate action. not that i am against twitter or facebook updates. if i want you to know...you will. if you just enjoy the sound of your own voice, go elsewhere and talk to someone who gives two shits.
actually apple pie. but lattices are too much fucking work. cookie cutters work just as well. squirrely closeup plus then you can make cinnamon sugar pie crust numnums.
frankly, the sweater was quite frikkin odd. cowl-neck back with a not hood type collar thing. very comfy though, made entirely of bamboo cotton. ill probably sew the collar into a hood for more practical wear. all day the collar kept falling off since it didnt really have any shape... and obviously i couldnt zip it up all the way over my face or as a huge turtleneck as the cowl back then looked like i had fallen through a barbed wire fence. not so great look in fact.
hello kitty dress! ears and bow tulle closeup leah in almost full garb [maybe a yellow or striped pink shirt, plus white leggings and white gloves] the hello kitty dress and my badzt maru costume. will have yellow spats for feet and a beak, plus im going to attempt to do anime-style hair...
but not like alton brown. he annoys me. scientific facts and insights are entertaining on their own and do not need to be fancified and elaborated upon in badly acted scenarios. but i digress.
served at the wedding we played in on saturday. feta, walnut, raspberry pear salad. with cherry tomatoes, cucumber, and edible orchid. which i did not eat. my amazing steak complete with rosemary sprig, mashed potatoes, gravy, and grilled veges kai-wen's vegetarian meal-roasted zucchini, squash, portabello, and fresh mozzarella with a balsamic reduction leah's chicken with mushrooms, israeli couscous risotto, and grilled veges and for something completely different, organic bug shaped mac & cheese out of a box. mmmm
mostly frescoes and mosaics traditional bar/public kitchen fishmonger's stand what a regular house would have been decorated like roman gods or demigods, stolen and renamed from the greek mosaic open to the elements
operation kitten calendar aint got nothin on the kitters of rome. oh hai. you saw me riding that vespa? ...no you didnt. blaahhhh kitty sanctuary situated AT "area sacra". what does that say kitts hiding in the shade oh just doing the rounds thru my ancient lair walking the cobbles. making the big dogs cry
