Mmm, delicious macarons that I. . . didn’t make. This morning, Rob and I trundled off to Borough Market, which is London’s food market. I’d never been before, and I wasn’t terribly impressed. I suppose I ought to be — … Continue reading
Sort of a sad looking cupcake, but it tasted nice. I’m not quite sure what happened with the frosting; even though it was primarily cream cheese, it refused to be anything but drippy, even after a night in the fridge. … Continue reading
Mmmm, macaroni and cheese. Sorry for the lack of photographic evidence, but I knew it was futile to attempt a photo (in the artificial light) that looked more appetizing than a cheesy blob sprinkled with bread crumbs. I mean, it … Continue reading
‘But, Anna,’ I hear you say, ‘What about the little birds?’ Well, wonder no longer! Ira’s still the same as always — always thinking I’m carrying something for his nest, and therefore always looking suspiciously interested when I walk by. … Continue reading
It’s nearly clear now, but this is what it looked like outside this morning: There should be land on the other side of the river, but it’s only now becoming visible. In fact, I couldn’t even get a shot of … Continue reading
I went to Page’s yesterday at the recommendation of one Mermaid King, to buy piping tips for icing. I’d found some horrible cheap ones at the grocery store, which I bought for my trial run of snowflake cookies (our company … Continue reading
A picture of my fougasse, again in the less-than-ideal glow of the under-cabinet light. Not perfect, but very tasty. It would have been a much easier process all around if I had a different oven. I had to pull out … Continue reading
A picture of the jam tarts I made a while back. I was unusually productive yesterday, but it’s so dark that I can’t take any photos. Instead, a few words on food. I added some links on the side to … Continue reading
These felt pouches have been driving me crazy, simply because I cannot get a good picture of them. It doesn’t matter how good the lighting is, they soak it all up and look either over saturated or dull. In person, … Continue reading
Here’s a strangely coy photo of a piece of chocolate cake. With the time change (to which I say ‘HOORAY!’ — all the naysayers obviously don’t have to walk to the train station at 6:55am; I’m perfectly happy to have … Continue reading
