he wouldn't even read my writing
Friday, May 11, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
"In a medium bowl, with fork, mix together yolks and egg just to break them up without incorporating a lot of air. Slowly add the milk mixture, stirring with wooden spoon. Strain mixture through sieve into a pitcher; stir in nutmeg, cloves, rum and brandy. Let mixture rest, without stirring, for 1 minute. Skim off any bubbles or foam remaining on surface."
mini obsessions
- photos (49)
- the burnham (39)
- updates (34)
- curiousities (29)
- grrr (27)
- tail chasing (20)
- boozapalooza (18)
- my weekend (16)
- declarations (15)
- dating (13)
- writing (12)
- glory-glory (11)
- self-loving (11)
- boys are cruel (10)
- man of the year (10)
- proof of age (8)
- the cafe (8)
- disappointments (4)
- book report (2)
- apartment talk (1)
- daddy (1)
- fun sponges (1)
- the other woman (1)
bloggers of note
Blog Archive
-
▼
2007
(149)
-
▼
May
(28)
- floor
- Six dollars will buy you happiness.
- slippery slopes
- newly accquired pet peeves
- almost every girl is sweetie.
- the end.
- solution/cause
- reporter's log:
- you'll be missed. [eff that]
- hog on ice
- worst case scenarios imminent.
- I'm always on this side of the fence.
- fancy that
- boredom is an ugly burden
- queer
- you lived the last week without me
- duh:
- gastronomical distress
- day two:
- death to debauchery
- the lightness of truth
- the clove.
- a nap time dream
- it looks like your dog died.
- vespa
- steeplechase
- listen negative nancy, here's the siphon hose, tak...
- where there was one, now are two
-
▼
May
(28)
1 comment:
Sometimes that's the nicest thing a person can do for you.
Post a Comment