At the Table with.....Adrienne Lennox

So I haven't been doing a whole lot lately. Trying to help with the wedding as little as possible and watching FoodNetwork too much. Which segways into today blogosphere.

Cake. Delicious, moist, dense, mouth-watering cake. I am literally having to mentally restrain myself from going and eating one of the remaining three pieces. It is technically named "White Silver Cake" but I think that's gay. So I think I shall rename it "Don't Be So Vanilla" lol. Anyways it is just vanilla cake, vanilla buttercream frosting between the layers and covering it, and walnuts to garnish! Yay! Seriously one of the best (new) cake recipes I've made in awhile. It is so good, and the family loved so its going to be Jodi's wedding cake (sans walnuts).

Next on the docket....

Pizza Pizza!! But not just any pizza, deep-dish Chicago style pizza. We (Allison and I) got the idea from watching Throwdown with Bobby Flay, but I don't know who won. Bobby Flay is from New York, so he is used to thin crust, flat pizza. Deep dish Chicago is nothing like that. A) It's baked in a different pan. We used two 9'' round cake pans and a large shallow-ish stoneware round. 2) It has two types of oil, butter, cornmeal, and no sugar in the dough. You also don't roll it out, you mold/press it into the pan. 3) You assemble it backwards. Well not quite, the crust is still on the bottom, but first the cheese, then the meat/vegetables, then the sauce. We did top it with parm, but it seemed only right. Anyways...it was great. The crust was buttery and crisp, as expected, but it surprised us by stying together even though it was so thick and there was no cheese to hold the sauce in place. Next time (and we will be making it again) the only change will be less sauce, (and in my opinion less cooking time, it was a bit too crunchy for my liking) but it was still really good.

To finish it off....

Kettle Corn. or at least what I call kettle corn (OK..to be honest I don't think I've ever had real kettle corn. DON'T JUDGE ME!). It's the popcorn of choice in our house, and I've only started making it recently. I was sick of greasy, salty, I-need-something-to-drink popcorn, so I found this. It's crispy, slightly sweet, a little bit salty-but not too much. It's the perfect late night snack. great with a side of Craig Ferguson.

Bon Apetite mon amis!!

Waste

So....

um yeah.

I have just found out that my Dad doesn't want us to go to college in PEI. That he has been completely opposed to it from the beginning. And this is the first I'm hearing of it.

He now is saying that it is too expensive to move us down there. Too expensive for us to stay in a hotel until we can move in, and rent a car for a couple days. Too expensive??? It isn't any more money than what they spend on their yearly winter vacations. Which they don't have to do.

He now thinks that the large amount of money that is being spent on my one year of school is a waste. He thinks that I won't be able to get a job with the course I'm taking. He doesn't think that we need to go all the way across the country. And I'm just being told now.

This makes me incredibly angry.
Angry at the fact that he's just saying it now.
Angry because he claims that he's said it before.
Angry that he doesn't understand the variety of jobs I could do after this, even though I've told him before.

He thinks that the career I've chosen will be too difficult, full of long days and little vacations. Yes I know this. I have worked in a kitchen.
He thinks that I should do something else, and use pastry as a hobby.
But what? I will never have a desk job, or be stuck in a cubicle. That's not me, I would be ready to die before my first coffee break. If this is my passion and what I have a talent for, why would I?

I know that what I am choosing will be tough, strenuous, and testosterone filled. I will not have regular hours, vacations or weekends off. I might burn out by the time I'm 40, but hopefully I'll have my own successful place by then. I know I won't make a lot of money, unless I become famous (but I will never sell my soul to FoodNetwork), but why do I need to be rich? As long as I'm not living from pay cheque to pay cheque, I'm still always passionate about food, and I have my friends and family, I know I'll be fine.