Tomorrow Glen and I will have been married for thirty-seven years. We had planned absolutely nothing but last night we booked a little last minute studio apartment on St. George, across the street from the beach. I think it will be sweet. It's only one room but has kitchen stuff and a porch and a patio and...a pool!
Just what you need on the beach, right?
Well, why not?
We did just spend that almost-week in Roseland last month (was it last month?) but it will be nice to commemorate the day we got married with a little trip to St. George where we can go to the beach and into Apalachicola to wander around and look at stuff too. Mr. Moon can fish and I can read.
So the small cake I made this afternoon is part of the celebration. It's a Mississippi Mud cake from a Moosewood cookbook and it is tried and it is true. It is a very nice cake. And as the recipe says- it travels well.
The sauce on it is not finished yet. It goes on in stages. It's supposed to be a glaze but I did not have whipping cream with which to make it and had to substitute 2% evaporated milk which was as close as I could come and I added more butter than called for to try and make up for the fat in heavy cream and it's not going to be a glaze at all but a sauce is good too. It has plenty of chocolate in it and isn't that the important part?
My lazy streak continued today. I just did not feel like going outside and working but my Puritan Grandfather's spirit kicked my ass a little and so I sighed and put on my overalls and shoes and spent about an hour pulling up Chinese rice paper plants and other invasives. It was hot and humid and I wore a mask to try and overcome the nasty dust that comes off the plants when you pull them. It causes an immediate reaction of sneezing and coughing and can't be good for us. The mask helped tremendously but working outside in the heat and humidity with a mask on is probably one of the menu items of activities in hell. Which is why I only did it for an hour.
Making a cake was a lot more fun.
Someone posted a video on FB today that I had never seen before. It was of Billy Preston playing with the Rolling Stones in 1975 and I have to say it is one of the weirdest things I have ever seen. Not only does Billy push Mick's gender fluidity to the outer limits, Mick also...
Well. Just watch it. If you want to. If not, I understand. Please don't ever feel guilty not watching a video I post.