Looking back – how history will interpret the MMP

Honey, you wear those shoes, and you can get all the fat you want, and ole whatshisname can forget all about you, and I’ll be green card husband for you, m’kay?

Huh?

Oh, yeah her.

We’ll work that out, don’t you worry one minute about that, just do some shoe shopping, I’ll be the dirty old man, and we’re all good.

I got my eval.

It’s ok. I’m not upset or anything. She said some nice things and the lowest rating I got was “meets expectations”; most were “exceeds”.

So, why am I down? I think it’s just starting to hit me that I’m really done. I need to get one more grade (on that final paper from hell in my other class) and then, that’s it. It feels weird.

Tooth is much better after dentist, but now a different tooth is hurting. :rolleyes: I think my teeth are attention whores.
Off to bed soon.

Hang in there rigs. There’s light at the end of the tunnel.

I still haven’t done anything productive because the Dope keeps sucking me into threads.

This stuff is making me hungry, only not especially. Just slightly peckish but I don’t really have anything for a slightly peckish level of hunger… Oh well, maybe I’ll just make tea.

I had a ramble about the guy I’m training but it’s really boring. Lets just say I think I’m not quite cut out for training people (so it’s good I didn’t become a teacher) and I think he’s overthinking things which causes issues because it’s customs. It’s the law, and it can be quite seemingly arbitrary but if you don’t co-operate it’s a very large fine. If you try to think it too much it’s just confusing.

Ooooh, it’s the American dream. :smiley:

:: hugs for rigs :: It’s weird to think it’s going to be all over, isn’t it? I felt the same way.

Gah. Speaking of being over, I really need to grade those last papers.

nod reedy. :frowning:

I’m sorry to read that you’re not feeling any better, rosie.

Okay, here’s another recipe. Again, it’s one I’ve had for years and years, so I don’t know who to credit with it.

Chocolate Cappuccino Cheesecake.

Chocolate crust:

One cup chocolate wafer crumbs
1/4 cup softened butter
2 tsps cinammon

Mix well and press into buttered 8 inch springform pan.

Cake:

Three 8 oz packages of cream cheese at room temperature
1 cup sugar
3 large eggs
8 one ounce squares of semi-sweet chocolate
2 tbsp of heavy whipping cream
1 cup sour cream
1/4 tsp of salt
2 tsps of instant espresso dissolved in 1/4 cup of hot water
1/4 cup Kahlua
2 tsps of vanilla extract

Topping
1 cup heaving whipping cream
2 tbsps of powdered sugar
2 tbsps Kahlua
Chocolate leaves or shavings

Prepare the crust and set aside.

Beat the cream cheese until smooth. Gradually add the sugar, mixing until well blended. Add the eggs, one at a time. Beat at low speed until very smooth. Melt the chocolate and mix with the cream. Add to the cream cheese mixture and beat until incorporated. Add the Kahlua, sour cream, salt, espresso and vanilla. Beat until smooth.

Turn into pan. Bake in the center of the oven at 350 degrees for for 45 minutes or until sides are puffed (the center will be soft, but will firm up when chilled). Turn the oven off and leave the door ajar. Allow the cake to cool in the oven for 45 minutes. When done, cover and chill for twelve hours.

Remove from fridge after twelve hours and remove pan sides and bottom of pan.

Whip the whipping cream with the powdered sugar and Kahlua. Garnish the cake with mounds of whipping cream (I use a piping bag) and shaved chocolate or chocolate leaves.

To make chocolate leaves melt one ounce of semi sweet chocolate. Brush one side of leaves (which can be found in baking supply stores). Freeze until firm and then peel the chocolate from the leaves and put in mounds of whipping cream on cake.

This cake is very yummy, but riiiiiiiiiiich. A little wedge will do.

:: blows get-well kisses for rosie ::

Finally purchased my plane ticket! Leaving June 14, arriving at Seoul June 15. Ack. Another “bend in the road,” as Anne Shirley would say.

Oh lordy, taters, just reading that recipe made me sleepy! I want a piece to fall down face first into when I pass out…

Yah, I am just that tired!

Nigh-nigh!

We’ve gone recipe crazy!

While packing up some stuff tonight, I found another recipe that is The Yum.

Apple Cider-Caramel Cake

Cider “syrup” is folded into this cake for a rich caramelized flavor.

2 1/4 cups apple cider, divided
2 1/4 cups granulated sugar, divided
1 tablespoon stick margarine or butter
3 cups sliced peeled cooking apple (such as Braeburn, Rome, or McIntosh)
Cooking spray
2 1/2 tablespoons dry breadcrumbs
1/2 cup stick margarine or butter, softened
1 tablespoon grated lemon rind
1 (8-ounce) block fat-free cream cheese
3 large eggs
6 tablespoons fresh lemon juice, divided
3 cups all-purpose flour
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1 cup low-fat buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 tablespoon powdered sugar

Bring 2 cups cider to a boil in a large, heavy saucepan over high heat. Cook until reduced to 1/2 cup (about 20 minutes). Reduce heat to medium-high; stir in 1/2 cup granulated sugar. Cook 5 minutes or until sugar dissolves and cider is thick and dark-colored, stirring occasionally. Remove from heat; cool 1 minute. Stir in 1 tablespoon margarine. Stir in apple; cook 15 minutes over medium-high heat or until the liquid is absorbed, stirring frequently. Remove from heat; cool. (If apple mixture hardens, place it over low heat until softened).
Preheat oven to 325°.
Coat a 12-cup Bundt pan with cooking spray; dust with breadcrumbs.
Combine 1 1/2 cups granulated sugar, 1/2 cup margarine, lemon rind, and cream cheese in a large bowl; beat at medium speed of a mixer until well-blended (about 5 minutes). Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating well after each addition. Beat in 2 tablespoons lemon juice. Lightly spoon flour into dry measuring cups; level with a knife. Combine flour, baking soda, and salt. Add flour mixture to sugar mixture alternately with buttermilk, beginning and ending with flour mixture. Fold in apple mixture. Pour into prepared pan; bake at 325° for 1 1/2 hours or until a wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean.
Combine 1/4 cup cider, 1/4 cup granulated sugar, 1/4 cup lemon juice, and vanilla; let stand until sugar dissolves, stirring occasionally. Cool cake in pan 5 minutes, and pierce with a wooden skewer in several places. Pour cider mixture over cake in pan, and let stand 10 minutes. Remove from pan, and cool completely on a wire rack. Sift powdered sugar over top of cake.

Yield: 18 servings (serving size: 1 slice)
I spent most of my night crocheting on the baby blanket for my sister. I’m still cursing her for finding some of the thinnest yarn… rawr! My fingers are all wonky now.

I discovered this recipe when I was only 5 years old…

First step, you need to find some good quality dirt. No sand, or any of that stuff the dogs play in. Turn up some earth from under that there pine tree of yours and put the hose to it.

Delicately pour into a chilled pie plate and smooth it out. Worms make for a nice topping when used in moderation, but no grass. Unless you are preparing this dish for your pet cow we can exclude all ruffage.

Allow your preparation to settle and cool in the fridge for about 20 minutes. And when your Mom asks you about the mess in her kitchen you DENY DENY DENY!

Anyways, you night-shift is back. I’ve been posting on and off for over a week now due to illness, but I’m beginning to come out of it.

I’m considering bringing back the MMP Map. I’ve noticed a few new faces, and maybe we can have some fun changing around options rather than locations of those already in.

I’ve kept my eyes on Pie & rosie, and the fact that Haze has bought plane tickets depresses me to no end. I want to drive to Chicago myself and hold onto her legs kicking and screaming, yelling “nooooooo” (no relation to those pics of the saucy shoes). Congrats to Rigs, shoutouts to everyone else.

I’ll ketchup better later. Right now I’m very tired, and will probably take a nap over my break.

Yup, and I did.

An hour and forty-five minutes later my supervisor had to come wake me up.

:eek:

I’m not in trouble or anything, we all look out for each other on this shift, just a very :smack: moment. Probably would have slept through into the day shift if she hadn’t gotten me.

Taters, your grown-up mac and cheese recipe sounds awesome!!!
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beebs**, your mud pie sounds, um, gritty. :stuck_out_tongue:

I do NOT feel good this morning. Can I take a nap with you,** beebs**? When I woke up to go to the bathroom at 2:30 my back was hurting and it basically woke me up at 5. It hasn’t hurt this bad in a long time and I am so tired because I didn’t seem to get much rest. I guess that’s all for now.

On Preview: Guess I’ll have to nap alone later. :frowning:

Up and caffeinating here, good Wednesday morning.

I’m still not feeling very well and will probably stay home today. I didn’t sleep well last night either, CutiePie; my head was just too congested. :frowning: Beebs, glad to see you back and feeling better. I think it’s just a cold, but it’s making me feel miserable. Ah well, hopefully I’ll be able to get some rest today.

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ and thinkin’ about brekkies. Also, it’s cold! According to the weather folk it’s 43 degrees Amurrkin outside. :eek: BRRRRR!!! However, it will be somewheres around 83 for the high. Yep, it’s Spring. Cool mornin’s and warm afternoons.

Feel better all you [del]sickos[/del] sickies!

Off to find more caffiene, brekkies and purtify for work.

Later Y’all!

Thanks for the pie recipe, beebs. I think.

Morning, everyone. Pass the coffee.
I just found out from Driving husband’s livejournal that his older sister has groupies. She draws Transformers art (I guess) and apparently she’s becoming a big deal and Inspirational Role Model for young Women Who Draw Fan Art. Which is kind of weird because I think she’s only 28.

I’b feeding bedder enuff do go do worg, bud I’b sdill sduffed ub.

I read that fast and thought it said “low-crab ketchup”. :eek:

There are four or five yellow apples aging on the counter. What can I do with them besides throw them at the dog?

If you tie me up and put me in a basement, maybe I could plead . . . something. Physical inability to leave the country.

Spaz, bake something with those suckers. Crumble or pie or summat.

I’m here. I’m awake. I’m not too functional.

More later…