Sunday, February 13, 2011

Gosh, Sorry!

You may have noticed that I didn't write yesterday, which means I've failed my attempt to post every day in February. In my own defense, I was busy. It was my birthday and I was quite busy. Let me tell you what I was up to.

1. Opening Presents.

First thing I opened my presents from H. and my parents. All were awesome, and I was very happy. Let me show you some highlights!

H. gave me two books. First Charles Rennie Mackintosh: Life and Work by James Macaulay.


Once upon a time I spent a year in Glasgow as an exchange student, and like anyone with any sense, fell in love with Charles Rennie Mackintosh. His beautiful buildings and style are all highlights of the city, and this book is a really lovely tribute to his style. Gorgeous.

H. also gave me a wonderful and unusual book he discovered himself: Nox by Anne Carson. Hard to describe, so I'll just let Publisher's Weekly do that:
Starred Review. In order to discuss Carson's latest work—a foldout, Jacob's ladder collage of letters, photographs, and poetry, all housed in a beautiful box—one must first address its resistance to being addressed. Rather, what Carson does (and with furious precision) is impress upon us her grief over a life she cannot recapture—for Carson, this life is her brother's, for whom this collection is both an elegy and a history. What results is a work of astonishing candor, in which Carson manages to define the elegy anew by exploring the lacunae of her brother's life. It is when you are asking about something, she writes, that you realize you have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself. Carson accomplishes just that, creating a physical record of a life in the form of a book that allows its fragments to carry her brother's absence. To call this art object extraordinary—more than a book, it's a reproduction of a scroll Carson made by hand—would be to understate. What Carson has given us is an act of devotion of such integrity that it carries its grief on its back.

From my parents, who allegedly believe I am some kind of Imelda Marcos shoe-hoarder, some cool gold shoes.
Cool.

What happened next??

2. H. and I Cook Up a Storm!

In preparation for our party, H. and I made some tasty treats for our friends, and they all were a huge success.

H. made some seekh kebabs and chicken tikka bites. Both were fantastic and received rave reviews.



I made the zucchini fritters that I had made for our lunches a few weeks ago, and also a really delicious cauliflower dip that I had never made or eaten before. It was EXCELLENT. Next time you have a party, you should try it! Everyone loved it, even H. who doesn't like cheese, and even me who is suspicious of cauliflower. here is the recipe, from Whole Foods:


It even gets its own link-line.

I'm sorry I didn't take photos of what I made, I was slightly distracted by festivities.

I also went out in the morning to pick up my Brooklyn Blackout cake from Ladybird Bakery in Park Slope. As I mentioned before, this was the cake we had at our wedding, and it was as good yesterday as it was back on that day. Unbelievable. I'm not exaggerating when I say that everyone who ate that cake was astounded by its perfection. It is the king of cakes. It is quite, probably, the best cake I've ever eaten in my entire life. Here's a description, "A three level dark chocolate cake, layered with chocolate pudding, frosted with fudge and finished with chocolate cake crumbs." Are you dying of jealousy? Here's a photo (we added the berries):


3. The Party

Of course, I had nothing to dread about having a party. My friends came, they ate, they had fun. They brought presents! I love presents, and I love all the gifts that they very kindly brought. I'm just going to highlight two of the lovely things that I'm particularly heart-warmed by, because they were both made by my very talented friends.

I love, and was moved, even, to be given art by my talented photographer friend, Mike.


I'll be hanging that in a place of distinction before the end of today.

And then, in a different crafty vein, I was given a bottle of my friend JMB's home brew, which I look forward to enjoying sometime soon while slumped on my couch (my natural position).


Well, maybe now you understand why I didn't find time to write yesterday. As I sign off, let me share a photo of our two cutest party guests.

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