1/1 Twinings Earl Grey
1/2 Wilkinson’s of Norwich – USA Holiday Blend
1/3 Republic of Tea Fair Trade Blueberry
1/4 Adagio Cranberry
1/5 Plymouth Tea Golden Monkey

1/6 Special Teas Coconut
1/7 Bigelow Raspberry
1/8 Wilkerson’s of Norwich Berry Blend
1/9 Republic of Tea Good Hope Vanilla Red
1/10 Tazo Joy

1/11 Church Mouse Black
1/12 Lipton
1/13 Republic of Tea Mango Ceylon
1/14 Adagio Earl Grey Bravo
1/15 Archer Farms Chocolate Berry Earl Grey

1/16 Lipton White Tea Blueberry Pomegranate
1/17 Twinings Pumpkin Spice Chai
1/18 Ashby Assam
1/19 Metropolitan Nutcracker Roobios
1/20 Harry and David Chocolate Raspberry Tea

1/21 Celestial Seasons Madagascar Vanilla Red
1/22 Ashby Darjeeling
1/23 Wilkinson’s Of Norwich Assam Tarajulie
1/24 Twinings Lemon Twist Black
1/25 Adagio Chestnut

1/26 Twinings Lady Grey Cold Brew
1/27 Adagio Pumpkin Spice
1/28 Adagio Candy Apple
1/29 Adagio Passion Fruit
1/30 Tropical Tea Company House Blend

1/31 Plymouth Oktoberfest Blend
2/1 Twinings Peach
2/2 Metropolitan “Across a Crowded Room”… turns out it’s vanilla/pomegranate
2/3 Stash Chocolate Hazelnut Decaf
2/4 it’s a long story… I drank copious amounts of generic iced tea with dinner, had a sample of Peppermint Vanilla Chai at Spice and Tea Exchange, then I got a cup of British Breakfast at Panera, but I throw it away because it tasted like coffee residue (get it together, Panera)

Yellow for Spring

April 20, 2010

Here’s my Easter dress.  I cheated and wore it again the next Sunday for confirmation, not to the same church.  I got more compliments on it than I’ve got on any outfit in a long time.  Though this is not me in it.  I have no pictures.  Though they may exist out there as  I was the unfortunate subject of the “Here’s people getting food off the brunch buffet” photo session.  And I doubt that will be flattering, pretty dress or no.

I think that it is very me.

I brought cupcakes for the confirmands.  Prepare to be awed.  I spent so much time slaving on them.

True cupcake confession:  These are Walmart cupcakes with Veggie Tale “Peep-like” marshmallows stuck on them.  It was hard work, but anything for the kids.

Yummy Dessert

January 11, 2010

I indulged in my pumpkin themed Christmas presents today and made pumpkin muffins. How precious.

Here’s my recipe…  Trader Joe’s Pancake Mix Pumpkin Muffins.

Only 106 calories per muffin. Thanks Molly.

You know the kind at the theme parks, sweet, yet definitely camp fire.

Good Stuff Eatery Toasted Marshmallow Milkshake

Hey Cupcake

October 12, 2009

Jacksonville Cupcake

Sivada Pumpkin Cupcake, Jacksonville, Florida

I’m sassy y’all

August 28, 2009

Catch me over at Heat Eat Review taking down a Pesto Panini.  It’d been a while since I wrote this so I surprised myself on the biting sarcasm.  I kinda like it.  And what was I thinking giving it 3 stars?

Panini

Bean Salad St. George

August 17, 2009

beansaladThe bean salad that I made for our young adult retreat.

Can of Green Beans (rinsed)
Can of Garbanzo Beans (rinsed)
Can of Kidney Beans (rinsed)
Can of Black Beans (rinsed)
Can of chopped Water Chestnut (rinsed)
Half a red onion, chopped
6 Tbsp French Dressing (I used Publix brand)
3 Tbsp Medium Salsa
1 tsp Red Wine Vinegar
1/2 tsp Garlic Powder

Mix everything together and refrigerate for at least an hour.

John 6:51-58 NRSV

I am the living bread that came down from heaven. Whoever eats of this bread will live for ever; and the bread that I will give for the life of the world is my flesh.’

The Jews then disputed among themselves, saying, ‘How can this man give us his flesh to eat?’ So Jesus said to them, ‘Very truly, I tell you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you. Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood have eternal life, and I will raise them up on the last day; for my flesh is true food and my blood is true drink. Those who eat my flesh and drink my blood abide in me, and I in them. Just as the living Father sent me, and I live because of the Father, so whoever eats me will live because of me. This is the bread that came down from heaven, not like that which your ancestors ate, and they died. But the one who eats this bread will live for ever.’
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I love to cook. I don’t even really remember when I started. It just seems like something that I always did. From mixing up kool-aid to cutting boiled eggs with a safety knife. In middle school I had this signature dish that I got from watching an Italian cooking show on PBS on Saturday mornings. It was called black olive pasta, and was basically black olives tomatoes and garlic sautéed together and served over bowtie pasta. It got rave reviews from my family. And we ate it enough, until we all eventually got sick of it. But you can still find the recipe in the back of one of my mom’s cookbooks, even though I can’t remember the last time we ate it. Read the rest of this entry »

In five notes

August 12, 2009

I’m watching Top Chef Masters live because there is nothing on TV tonight.  That means commercials, a rarity for me.  The commercial for BandSlam came on.  All of the sudden I thought “I know that song”… from the lyrics “I’ll be your prince, I’ll be your saint…”  I think I could win a name that tune contest, as long as there were only Jason Robert Brown songs. The song is from his solo CD, not a musical so that takes an extra geek-hood. It reminds me of the “Food Network Throws Your Wedding” episode that was won by sublime Broadway star Aaron Lazar and his fashion model fiance. At the rehearsal dinner he sang “Shiksa Godess” from The Last Five Years to her.  And I think that I was in my dorm room saying,”I know that, I know that!”  But nobody was there.  And few people would care.  Except my Tallahassee theatre friends, who have been known to pull out JRB songbooks and have impromptu karaoke around the piano during rehearsal downtime.  Oh I found my people.

So I had this great idea that I’d blog about all the cool/ interesting things that happen to me on Sundays. But I didn’t really follow through and now things are a bit fuzzy as they tend to get over time. I’m going to catch us all up in the next few days and see where we go from there.

The week after Easter was Confirmation Sunday. Did I tell you what I great trip the Confirmation Retreat was? We did the labyrinth and we got to hang out with the girls from Gray Memorial UMC that we car pooled with. And I got to pray for Lydia. Maybe I did tell you. I didn’t go back to look. This was a great class. I did my standard cards for confirmation Sunday and I got to announce their names and to walk them up the aisle after the service. We did not have the regular reception; we had the fundraising lunch for the Nicaragua mission trip. I was not going to go because I was feeling poor and fundraisers are expensive and they were having roasted chicken with bell peppers, yellow rice and coconut cake. But I got an invite from one of the families of the confirmands. So I took them up on the free lunch and a chance to hang out.

After the service we all took pictures in the sanctuary and then we went to over to lunch. By the time we got there, being last, nearly the whole place was filled up and they had not saved enough seats in the reserved section. Joyce found a spare chair all the families sat together but one who had to be moved to some opens spots at a far table. Just because it’s my kind of luck they ended up with one whole empty table and the rest full. They offered me a place there. This was a bit (well a lot) upsetting to me because it just throw me into seventh grade flash backs and feeling stupid because I didn’t even want their pepper chicken anyway. So I went over to find Joyce and see if there was going to be any programming and stay for that then hit the road to Quincy for Tech Week of Sound of Music.

She of course said, “Aren’t you going to eat something? Oh there’s no place to sit.” Well that was it. There, in front of God and my whole church family, I lost it. I’m so private with my feelings, maybe even to an unhealthy level, in fact it’s bugging me a little to write this. But there I was bawling right in the middle of the fellowship hall. Jill (our children’s ministry director) grabbed my hand and we walked over to her office where I could gain some control. I think it was just a wave of overwhelmed-ness and stress and happiness and loneliness and a stupid circumstance. They ended up fitting me in at a table and the chicken was not all that bad. And Joyce told me not to feel bad because she was crying during the benediction and when we where all walking out.

Read Part 1: Easter Sunday