Sunday, February 04, 2007

Minus the nausia, I'd say it wasn't half bad.

Today I rediscovered two long forgotten loves. What's most great, is I recovered them simultaniously and it was wonderful.

The first love was baking.

I woke up this morning at around 4 AM to sound of an obnoxiously loud Pink Spiders' song (I think it was "Stereo Speakers" but I'm not sure. Whatever it was, it scared the be-jesus out of me) Despite tossing and turning, I found myself unable to go back to sleep. I had something on my mind: Muffins.

I don't know why I suddenly wanted muffins so badly. It was a strange sudden urge probably fueled by a sort of flu-induced delirium, and sleep deprivation. So at around 6 am, while it was still dark, I drove home with one goal in mind: I am going to bake muffins. As soon as I got home I was overcome by tiredness and went to bed until noon.

When I awoke, I got dressed, and began preparing the kitchen for my unslaught of floury walnuty fury. At that point, I was confronted by my second love: Jackie Chan.

Someone had abandoned the television, and left it on one of the movie channels. As I walked into the main room, I heard eerily familliar theme music that I soon recignised. JACKIE CHAN'S FIRST STRIKE. I became elated. It was a great noonday greeting with which to pair with baking.

It was such a perfect combonation. I was measuring flour and beating eggs to the excitement and killer soundtrack of "Jackie Chan's First Strike" It was beautiful. Between pouring sugar, I would watch him get chased by white clad phantoms on snow mobiles, Jackie's only protection being his killer fight moves, and an adorable winter hat in the shape of a white, fuzzy, baby seal.

I remember when I was around 10 years old I went through a breif but enjoyable phase where I loved Jackie Chan movies. I would rent them constantly. I'd seen every single one that was carried at the local video store (this was when my family lived in Vancouver) Some of them I'd seen 2 or 3 times. I loved them. But somehow, that love had been lost in the sands of time.

As had my love of baking. I used to bake all the time. I had my own perfected recipes for different cakes, cookies, muffins, bisqiuts, honey buns, among many many others. What's most weird is I don't like eating what I bake for some reason. I guess I'm losing my sweet tooth as I get older or something. But I love the process, and making things I bake look pretty when I present them.

Baked goods have a very very short shelf life in my house. In fact, most any food does. I don't get it. I generally eat like a bird, but my family eats like they've been starving for three days. I cooked around 30 cup cakes today. Five were eaten before I even got around to making icing. I stashed six after I finished icing them in case I'd want to eat them or share them with friends. I think there are ten left sitting on the counter. I'm not even sure if I have any muffins left....

The icing I made was great though. Not to brag or anything, but I'm proud of it. I wanted to try something a bit different, so I added a tiny hint of raspberry jam to one batch, blueberry jam to another, and lemon juice to the third. I wound up with pink, purple, and yellow crowned cupcakes.

I also cooked a green curry, with shrimp, broccilli, sprouts, peppers, onions, and chives, all served over japanese rice. It tasted nice, but I couldn't eat much. I've had no appetite today, and have felt quite sick all day.

Being sick is especially not cool right. I need to be in peak form by Friday for recording. Hell, I need to be in peak form RIGHT NOW so I can get prepped for recording. I should try and sleep now, but I'm not remotely tired, and want to listen to the new Shins album.

Oh well....at least I have delicious baked goods that will soon be gone....how sad. I make them only for them to be destroyed...

4 comments:

Jeremy said...

"The icing I made was great though. Not to brag or anything, but I'm proud of it."

It was a creamy tastegasm, Nay. Awesome.

T.R. said...

Since one of my major beliefs is to have faith in nothing unless I experience it first hand, I will have to say that I think you're lying. You can't be good at doing everything Naomi, especially while simultaneously enjoying Jackie Chan movies.

If you'd like to prove yourself to me (which I highly recommend)fabricate some chewy chocolate cookies with no nuts. (They make me itchy and hive ridden.)

DO NOT DROP THEM OFF WITH ANY OF MY FAMILY MEMBERS EVEN MY MOM WHO IS ALERGIC TO CHOCOLATE.

That bastard would eat around every piece of chocolate in it leaving nothing but a pile of melted chips lying on the plate.

xoxo said...

You like baking... but not eating what you bake.

I see a potentially symbiotic relationship here.

mitch said...

POOR LITTLE CUPCAKE WITH BLUEBERRIES I MISS YOU

 
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