Monday, September 28, 2020

Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng

 2020-26 


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She had learned that when people were bent on doing something they believed was a good deed, it was usually impossible to dissuade them.

Thursday, September 17, 2020

Snapshot - Breakfast

 

Guacamole, tomato and scrambled egg on toast.  Melon on the side.

Saturday, September 12, 2020

Cornflake Cake

My Boo (eternal BFF) and I had a socially distanced birthday lunch for her this summer, and I decided it was the perfect time to try out a saved dessert recipe, a chocolate cornflake cake.  Well, "cake".  It isn't a true cake.  But there is a lot of chocolate.  What else do you need?





This Chocolate Cornflake Cake (which is apparently a favorite of the Queen's) was very easy to make, although not super pretty.

It did look a little nicer with its ganache topping.  I was so excited about the lunch I forgot to make the salty buttery cornflake topping.

One thing I will say is that this is a FIRM "cake".  The recipe says to let the cake sit at room temperature before serving.  This one sat out for more than an hour and it was still difficult to cut. 


We hacked off a piece to keep and served it for dessert to The Grandpa that night, and he was also a fan.  Another no bake dessert win.

Tuesday, September 08, 2020

Friday, September 04, 2020

book club - Educated by Tara Westover

 2020-25

 

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"Men like to think they're saving some brain-dead woman who's got herself into a scrape.All I had to do was step aside and let him play the hero!" 

Then she'd smile - not a soothing smile for someone else but for herself, of baffled amusement, a smile that to me always seemed to say, Ain't nothing funnier than real life, I tell you what.

The truth is this: that I am not a good daughter.  I am a traitor, a wolf among sheep; there is something different about me and that difference is not good.

It was not that I had done something wrong so much as that I existed in the wrong way.  There was something impure in the back of my being.