Thursday, November 28, 2002

I did not mention this earlier, but thanks to husband Eric for going out into the empty wilds of Long Island City early on a Thanksgiving morning to retrieve butter milk and diet pepsi.  I love that boy.On Sick Puppy Watch: ladies and gentlemen, I believe we have a zeitgeist.  In the last three days, three individuals have found my site by doing a google search for “Nigella Lawson ass.”  I am as much in favor of auto-stimulation with a culinary element as the next joe, but guys – it’s Thanksgiving.  Go eat some turkey. 1:45:02 PM    comment []

The goose fat is rendered, the goose stock is simmering, the cornbread is in the oven.  I have poached the eggs and begun the process of constructing the eggs in aspic – heated the gelee, pouring a thin layer into the bottom of molds, set them in the fridge to set.  The aspic has been sitting in my refrigerator for longer than I care to discuss; but it’s been covered with a nice layer of fat, and the French seemed to think that anything covered in a layer of fat is impervious to age or contamination, and if it’s good enough for the French I guess it’s good enough for me.  I scraped the fat off the top and underneath, the aspic was, in my husband’s words, “some nasty-ass shit.”  But in a cute kind of way.  When I jiggled the bowl, it shivered very cutely, like Santa’s tummy or one of those nasty tubs of gunk they sell at Toys-R-Us with names like “Goober-licious”, and that kids like to throw at each other or try to eat.  11:24:26 AM    comment []

Here it goes – D-Day.  Oops.  Sorry.  Thanksgiving.  Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!  Things are off to a roaring start here in Long Island City.  I’ve put the water on for poaching eggs for the eggs in aspic, which I want to serve when there are plenty of other gustatory options available.  This I tried to do last night, with discouraging results, but I am not easily discouraged.  The bread is drying out for the dressing, and soon I will make non-French cornbread.  Last night I was cooking down the chicken stock a little more, and we left it out overnight again.  This makes three nights in a row, and as Eric says, “we deserve to die,” so it’s gone back in the fridge until it’s time to use it. I will continue with dispatches throughout the day.  Stay posted…. 8:19:03 AM    comment []