I’ve been a rather busy bee the last couple of days in the activities department.
Friday I spent a great afternoon at the Art Market with a couple of girlfriends and I had tons of fun. It’s great to just roam aimlessly around looking at stuff with no great pressure to buy anything. It would be nice if I could’ve bought a couple of things here or there, but it wasn’t a necessity for me. The only thing I had on my list of things to buy was a few bags of Tickleberry’s chocolate covered dried fruit. I discovered these last year when I went for the first time to the Art Market with Miss R and have been waiting all year to pick up a few more delectable bags — my absolute to die for fave is the dried raspberry covered in dark chocolate, The Hubbs has a thing for their dried blueberries which also happens to be their best seller.
Had I had the money, the only thing I would have loved to buy for myself but didn’t, was a gorgeous handbag made by a lady named Natalie Gerber that makes “one of a kind eco-chic accessories incorporating reconstructed salvaged materials and nostalgic treasures of the past.” I was way in love with the Shayla shoulder bags. In the end, it turns out my Art Market cohorts each bought themselves a Shelby bag by day’s end on Saturday. (Miss R went back to the market on Saturday to spend time with another friend and treated herself to one. Lucky Girl!!)
After Friday’s fun, I think I may have done a little bit too much, the after effects were not so stellar — Say hi to Mr.Fever! ¬_¬
As much as I would’ve liked to have slept all day Saturday, I did in fact wake up at a decent hour and ate a fantabulously greasy breakfast in hopes of helping to kill off some of the dilaudid hangover. Denny’s was requested, but subsequently denied, so instead The Hubbs made me scrambled eggs, 2 slices of bacon + some hashbrowns. Good enough for me! After breakfast, I buckled down and got to work on making a double(!) batch of artichoke asiago squares + happy balls of sunshine (which in fact were renamed to emo balls because they weren’t too happy or sunny looking by the time I had finished making them) for the final potluck/birthday party last night at a friend’s house.
The asiago squares I actually accidentally altered because of my rather unwell state — because I was making a double batch and had a sneaking suspicion that my food processor wouldn’t hold that much stuff, I ended up making two separate batches of the mix and just threw it all together in a big bowl before pouring it into a 9×13″ pan. Fantastic idea, had I not messed up a couple of things which in the end did not affect the squares, to my knowledge, but for future reference I would serve these warm as opposed to room temperature-cold.
* Used panko as opposed to bread crumbs — turns out panko has less sodium! For the double batch, I ended up using a total of 1 cup of panko (it should have only been 1/2 cup).
* Used grated parmesan instead of asiago — asiago was $10/200g and not grated. I was lazy and didn’t want to spend $20 on cheese.
* Used extra eggs because of excess panko — after realizing my big mistake, I added an extra 3 eggs to the double batch to compensate for my panko moment.
* Baked mixture for about 55 minutes at 350F, or until set.
There was so much food last night, my mind was completely boggled: emo balls, artichoke squares, hot artichoke dip, spinach dip, spinach salad, cabbage salad, stuffed beet leaves, hashbrown casserole, baked ham, yam casserole, butter chicken, saffron rice, a cheese platter + little crispy appie cups stuffed with the artichoke dip and of course, a lemon cream birthday cake.
I knew it wasn’t going to be anywhere near a low sodium night, but I enjoyed a little bit of everything without going overboard on anything in particular — but damn, how I would’ve loved to just hang out with the bowl of salted, mixed nuts ^_^ …. and I would’ve loved to eat way more than I did, but my tummy was thankful I erred on the side of caution.
I have to say, it’s really hard to be social when you feel like crap. I wanted to go around and talk to everyone more than I did, but I just felt awful yesterday. It took a lot of effort to get me out of the house on time. I was dressed & ready to go, but feeling pretty nauseous and barfy and really just wanted to crawl back into bed and be miserable… sleep would’ve been highly appreciated as well. Most my time at the party was spent on the sofa breaking a fever — can you say ‘ew’?
So, for the record: Can we officially say we’re done with my birthday? Cuz really, this year has been rather excessive. I’m completely blown away, but holy cow! I really don’t desrve this! I know there’s still one more package arriving some time this week, but I’m still at a constant loss at what to say when someone surprises the pants off me and believe me, there are A LOT OF YOU OUT THERE! You know who you are and I love you to bits, every single one of you. I have gooshy feelings all over again. *goosh goosh goosh*
To add to my latest gooshiness, I am now the proud owner of a wonderfully huge basket of sweets, a gorgeous pair of handmade fraternal wooly mittens… and a Shayla bag(!!) with the declaration that it’s to be my birthday gift to cover the next 3 years. ^_^
Seriously: Blown. A. Way.
*shakes head in serious awe*