02.09.10
Lemon Brown Sugar Tea Cookies
I evidently have a thing for lemon and brown sugar. Last week I bought a bunch of lemons at my local ethnic market (5 for a dollar!) and wanted to make something just a little bit sweet to nibble on after dinner. I was sure I could find a recipe online for cookies, but either I’m looking in the wrong places or the recipe gods just want me to get creative, because I couldn’t find a single one anywhere!
That’s where these came in. I looked at several sugar cookie recipes and sort of mushed bits of them together and messed around. I quite like the result – a thick, slightly dense and crumbly wedge cookie that goes brilliantly with tea or coffee (if you’re a dunker, you’ll be pleased to note that this cookie doesn’t disintegrate into your drink!). I would imagine that these would be excellent rolled in powdered sugar, but none of them lasted long enough.
Lemon Brown Sugar Tea Cookies
- 1/2 cup butter (softened; I was thinking you might be able to use cooled brown butter as well but I haven’t tried it)
- 1/2 cup brown sugar (I used light brown sugar because that’s what was open in my pantry but I think dark brown would be fine. Just a little more molasses-y)
- zest of 2 lemons (about 1 1/2 tbsp; be sure to cut the zest into little pieces so it’s evenly distributed)
- 1/2 tsp vanilla extract
- 1/2 tsp lemon extract (I think you could probably add up to 1 tsp of this, as my original cookies were more of a “hint of lemon” flavor)
- 1 tsp lemon juice (you could probably go a little heavier on this too)
- 2 tsp milk
- 1 egg
- 1/2 tsp baking powder
- dash salt (about 1/8 tsp)
- 1 1/2 cups flour
With an electric mixer, cream together butter, sugar, and zest until the mixture is light and creamy and there are no lumps. Add the extract and beat to combine. Add the egg, milk, and juice, beating to combine after each addition. Add (or, if you’re feeling especially fancy, sift) the baking powder, salt, and flour and mix with a spoon (the batter will be soft but the mixer will probably have trouble).
At this point you could take rounded spoonfuls of your mixture, plop them on a cookie sheet, and place them in an oven preheated to 375 degrees. But I’m the type of girl who would prefer to have cookie dough in the freezer so I can make small batches over time. So if I’m making most cookies I like to roll up the dough in plastic wrap and stick it in the freezer. For this dough, I found that thick wedge-shaped cookies’ texture was better than thin disk-shaped cookies (I tried both), so here’s how to do it: Place your dough on a piece of plastic wrap in a 2-inch tube shape (the dough is soft so it’s going to be a rough tube). Wrap it up well and place it in the freezer for 1 hour (up to several weeks). When you’re ready for your cookies, cut thick slices (between 1/3 and 1/2 inch) off the end of the tube. Cut each slice in half to make a wedge and smooth out the edges. I suppose if you wanted to get really creative you could carve detail onto each slice to make a lemon wedge, but I don’t have that kind of patience!
Pop your cookies onto a cookie sheet and bake them for 7-12 minutes or until golden (the more frozen your dough, the more likely you’ll need to cook them a little longer). Bakes approx. 36 small cookies.
01.24.10
No-Bake Cheesecake
This recipe is 100% mine! Okay, I know there are a lot of no-bake cheesecake recipes out there but I literally sat down at my kitchen table after making a cream cheese frosting and wrote this out, then tested it, then checked online to see if there were any matching recipes. There weren’t, at least that I could find!
I’ve tested it (and tweaked it) several times and I think it’s excellent. It’s not like a baked cheesecake – there isn’t any of the nuttiness you get when you bake the custard - and it’s certainly not low-fat. But it’s mousselike, super-creamy, and very flavorful. It’s tangy and not-too-sweet.
Use your favorite graham cracker crust recipe (mine? crush 1/2 of a box of graham crackers and add 6 tbsp melted butter with 1 tbsp cinnamon. Toss together and press into the bottom of a 9″ springform pan. Bake at 375 degrees for 6-8 minutes and cool before filling) and make ahead up to three days; this is a super-easy way to make an impressive dessert!
Elisa’s No-Bake Cheesecake
- 1 graham cracker crust (see above)
- 1 package powdered gelatine
- 2 tbsp milk (I used cream for this the first time I made the recipe but it got really hard really fast; I think milk works better!)
- 16 oz soft cream cheese (the kind that comes in a tub; let it sit out at room temp for 30 minutes to an hour before using for best results)
- 1 cup powdered sugar
- 2 tbsp vanilla extract
- 1/2 tsp lemon extract (I don’t know if you could use lemon juice here, but this addition adds a beautiful lightness)
- 1 1/4 cup cream
Dissolve gelatine in milk in a small bowl; let sit for 5 minutes. In a large bowl (or your stand mixer bowl), whip cream cheese with your stand mixer’s whisk attachment, or your hand mixer, until smooth. Add sugar and whip until smooth. Add flavorings and cream and whip until the cream forms soft peaks. Add gelatine and whip until stiff peaks form. Spoon the mixture into your graham cracker crust and smooth the top. Refrigerate for at least 2 hours (overnight is best!).
To serve, run a knife along the edge of your springform pan and remove the side before slicing the cheesecake. Top with fruit or chocolate if you like (but it’s awesome by itself!). You can halve the recipe and make it in a standard 7″ or 8″ pie pan (pictured) or split it into several smaller ramekins too!
Serves 10.
01.21.10
The Cute Boy Club
I was looking through some old things during the Christmas season and found my “cute boy binder”. During my very last quarter of college, I decided that I’d never had posters of movie stars on my walls or boy band sheets or anything all the “cool” kids had when I was growing up. I was never really into all of the movie star fandom or anything; it just didn’t make a lot of sense to me. But at the age of 22 I decided I needed to make a collage of all the (famous) guys I found cute. Just because. I bought a clear-sided binder and put my class notes in it and toted it around with me for those last few months of my undergrad.
The other girls in my classes loved it. They’d would sit next to me and point out their favorites, and talk about how they’d done something similar (in the 9th grade, invariably!). One day a guy sat next to me in my Communication class. He was easily the most gorgeous guy in the class – and in my top 5 most gorgeous guys I met in college. Plus he was totally sweet. I didn’t think a thing of it, but he took one look at my binder and started getting upset. “See, this is why us normal guys don’t have a shot! You girls look at these famous guys and idealize them and there’s no way any of us can measure up!” Now, I managed to avoid the conversation about how he absolutely measured up to (and, in most cases, way above) the guys on my binder. I think I stammered a little bit about how it was just something silly, and a couple of the other girls in my class helped deflect the outburst. After all, I’d literally just done it on a whim – something fun to look at in between classes. I didn’t actually think I’d date any of the guys on the binder (of course, I didn’t think I had a chance with the cute guy in my class, for that matter!).
It turned out that the guy in my class who was so gorgeous was also a personal trainer. Who had decided to do personal training after he lost a ton of weight himself. So his feelings were understandable, even justified to a point (although I saw a photo of him as “chubby” a week or two later and he was still cute, so…).
Even so, my husband has seen my cute boy binder and thought it was fun. So I’ve been thinking of how I’d update it, if I had the chance. This time it’s just a list, not a collage (and considerably smaller than the original). Yes, this is total fluff, but it’s a rainy icky day and I’ve been doing important things for most of the morning and need a break. So there!

The last one from the original group, John Mayer. I know he has a repuation for being kind of an arse. But (and go ahead and skip this if you've heard the story) when I met him he was super cool and nice. I was an extra in his video for "Bigger Than My Body" and spent a good 10 or 15 minutes chatting with him and he was really down to earth and cool. What was great was that completely by chance he ended up next to me. There were two absolutely gorgeous girls in front of me who couldn't stop screaming, like, in his face. I talked to him like a human being. And he talked to me like one. But he did exude sexiness.

The other reason I watch "Glee" (ok, there are lots of reasons, but another reason). Cory Monteith, aka Finn Hudson. He's too young for me (although he's not as young as he looks), but he's adorable. If he went to my high school (okay, let's pretend for a second that I went to a co-ed high school), I'd have been all over that like white on rice. Hmm... A think for Mr. Shu and Finn? I suppose I'm the most like Rachel on that show... Oops...
01.15.10
Goat Cheese Pizza
Note: I know this isn’t, like, the most incredible culinary breakthrough ever and that I’ve had this combination of flavors before. I just haven’t DONE this before and I wasn’t sure it would work out the way I had in my head. But it did, so I sharing!
This was quite possibly my favorite experiment in the kitchen to date. I happened upon a log of really inexpensively-priced goat cheese on my Costco run earlier this week (the last one before my membership runs out!) and grabbed it! It wasn’t part of my meal plan for the week (I tried! I really did! So far, I made 2 out of 4 planned meals) but I didn’t care. It had to come home with me!
Two days ago I made an entree salad for dinner and served a loaf of fresh bread on the side. I made some extra bread dough and shaped a pizza crust out of it. If you’re making your own pizza crust but you don’t want to use it that night, you can par-bake it (5 minutes in a 450 degree oven) and pop it in the fridge overnight; that’s exactly what I did, and in addition to making the whole process easier I was also able to get a super-crispy crust by transferring the pizza to my pizza stone (far easier when it holds together!). But I’m getting ahead of myself…
I knew I wanted carmelized onions – their sweetness compliments goat cheese extremely well, and they were really easy to find. But then I went to FOUR grocery stores (including an Asian market, since I was in the area) to try to find duck and figs. Now, figs are out of season. That made sense. And I’m told most places don’t carry them even when they ARE in season. But duck? I didn’t realize it was so hard to find! In the end, I found a package of dried figs in the nuts section of my Vons’ produce section and a package of boneless skinless chicken thighs at Trader Joe’s (they were inexpensive, with rich dark meat, and overall a decent stand in for duck).
My goat cheese pizza was born.
For anyone who doesn’t really eat goat cheese, or who never has before, this has to be a slightly strange combo. But goat cheese is a little tangy (not like blue cheese, but it’s certainly not sweet like cream cheese) and plays so well with the sweet onions and figs… It’s incredible. I served it with a very basic salad and vinaigrette and a brut rose, which is not typically my favorite wine, but the fruity acidity ended up pairing extremely well with the rich earthiness of the dish. Anyway, enjoy!
Goat Cheese Pizza
I know it looks like a LOT of steps, but it’s really extremely easy! This serves 4 easily, or 6-8 if you’re making it as an appetizer.
- 1 large thin-crust whole wheat Pizza Crust (or, as my husband pointed out, lots of little ones… This would be an excellent appetizer for a party!), either a prepared one, or purchased dough (Trader Joe’s looks like they have a really good one!), or a basic bread recipe:
- 1 package active dry yeast
- 1 tsp sugar
- 1 cup lukewarm-to-warm water
- 1 tsp salt
- about 3 cups flour (I usually use 1/2 white and 1/2 wheat)
- (mix together the first three ingredients and let them sit in a warm place for 10 minutes until they foam, then add the other three, mixing the flour in slowly until the dough isn’t very sticky but it’s not crumbly, and let it rise at least an hour, covered, in a warm place, before using… I think I need to do a blog post about making bread!)
- 4 oz goat cheese
- 1 tbsp olive oil
- herbs (I used about 1 tbsp fresh basil and about 1/2 tsp dried parsley; these aren’t absolutely necessary but I liked the fresh note they brought to the party)
- 1 large onion
- 1 tsp butter
- dash salt
- 3 boneless skinless chicken thighs (the thighs I used were about 1 1/2 oz each; you could also skin and bone your own, but this just made it really easy!)
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 tsp dijon mustard
- salt and pepper (I used lemon pepper)
- splash white wine or champagne (you can certainly use something nonalcoholic but it’s cooked so you really won’t be consuming the alcohol and this does give the best flavor)
- 4 oz dried figs (ok, I’ve never used fresh but I assume they’d work; I used about 6 large dried figs), sliced very thin and cut into bite-sized pieces
- 2-3 oz shredded mozzarella cheese
This pizza has several steps. First, cooking the onion:
- Slice the onion in long, thin slices. Try to be as consistent as possible but they’ll cook down so it’s ok either way.
- If you have a lot of time on your hands, you can do what I did: pile all the slices in a covered Pyrex dish and toss them with the butter and a little salt and bake them at 250 degrees for four hours, stirring every hour and draining off the excess moisture. Yes, I know it’s a lot of time to spend on it… but they’re definitely worth it, since they just melt in your mouth.
- Otherwise, you can do what I usually do: add the onions, butter, and salt to a big pan on the stove and cook over low heat for 10-15 minutes, stirring often, or until they’re golden brown. This method usually yields slightly more burnt onion, and it doesn’t melt the way the long-cooked stuff does. But it’s still yummy. I haven’t tried it before, but I’d guess you could probably start a batch of onions on the stove to get them all nice and translucent and finish them in the oven? You could probably also drop everything into your slow cooker and park it someplace on low for several hours… Just try to drain out the excess water when you get a chance!
Next, the chicken:
- Add the minced garlic to a small frying pan with a little olive oil, and turn the pan to medium-low.
- Let it heat up before adding the chicken thighs, sprinkled with a little salt and pepper.
- Spread them as thinly as possible (unroll them completely) and let them cook for about 3 minutes on each side before adding the mustard and the wine.
- Let the chicken cook another 3-4 minutes in the wine before removing it. It’s ok if the chicken is not 100% cooked at this point, since it’ll be going in an oven in a little bit!
- Cook the sauce by itself until it reduces by half (another 5 minutes or so).
- Cut the chicken in thin, bite-sized pieces and toss it in the sauce to coat it well.
Now, the goat cheese:
- Let the goat cheese stand at room temperature in a bowl for 10 minutes or until it softens.
- Add the herbs and the olive oil (and pepper, if you like – I don’t think it needs any salt) to the bowl and mash them around, mixing them into the cheese, until the cheese is smooth and studded with herbs. You might be able to do this without olive oil, but my cheese was a little thicker than I wanted it to be, without it.
Now, the pizza!
- Preheat your oven (and a pizza stone, if you’ve got one!) to 450 degrees.
- If you haven’t already done so (or if you don’t have a prepared crust like Boboli), par-bake your crust for 5 minutes. This will help the whole thing hold up better in the oven, the bottom of the crust will be crispier, and you’ll have an easier time putting on the toppings. Not to mention the toppings won’t burn! Let your crust cool so you can handle it without burning yourself. If you’ve got a refrigerated pre-baked crust, let it come to room temperature.
- Spread a thin layer of your goat cheese on your pizza. My pizza was rectangular, around 12″x14″, so you may have some leftover goat cheese when you’re done. Snack time!
- Add the onion – and yes, I used ALL of the onion in a layer that pretty much covered the whole pizza.
- Add the chicken (but not the sauce) and the figs. My husband and I like a bite of each topping every time we take a bite of pizza, so we added a lot of toppings.
- Finally, add the mozzarella. We just wanted a little brown meltiness and you can probably do without this (although your chicken and figs will be more prone to burning). We barely dusted the pizza, using less than half of what we would normally use for a pizza this size (and we’re not heavy cheesers, even normally). This is the one part of the pizza where I don’t insist on using the most incredible ingredients, because to me it all tastes the same when melted. Your Mileage May Vary, of course.
Woo Hoo! Your pizza is ready for the oven! I really should have taken photos of the assembly, if for no other reason than to break up this crazy long text… But you’re almost to pizza deliciousness…
- Carefully slide your pizza onto the EXTREMELY hot pizza stone (or pop your pizza pan or cookie sheet in the oven, if you don’t have a pizza stone… but seriously they’re worth looking into since they’re inexpensive and the texture of a pizza prepared on a stone is INCREDIBLE). Listen as it sizzles. Then close the door to let it cook!~
- Bake your pizza at 450 degrees for about 10 minutes; different sizes of pizza, different ovens, etc., may have an effect – so turn on your oven light and keep an eye on it through the window in the oven door. Ours was done right at about 10 minutes, with the cheese on top nice and melty, the crust turning a golden brown, and the edges of the figs just starting to carmelize.
Just try and resist this!
12.31.09
Adios 2009!
Boy, am I happy to say that there are only another few hours until the end of 2009! There were some good things this year - like our first wedding anniversary, and the weddings of several of our friends! – but overall it was a trying year, full of (often expensive!) trials and tribulations.
My year in review:
- 2009 rang in with a bang, as our washing machine, secondhand and past its prime, finally died. The repairman we called to fix the problem pulled a hose out of the back in mid-cycle, spewing soapy water all over the floor, and didn’t even bother to clean it up.
- The living room heater died late last December too. The landlord had to buy a whole new pilot light unit and install it, but this was only after a couple of weeks of freezing our tailbones off. Honestly we’ve been running this new one since November. Last year I’m surprised we survived!
- The hallway smoke detector decided that steam was smoke. Until it was replaced it would go off at 5 am when hubby got out of the shower. This was not a good wakeup call.
- On the 2nd or the 3rd, I woke up with some of the worst stomach cramps I’d ever had. This stomach flu was nothing if not violent, and I spent the first few weekdays of the year doubled over in pain. I was lucky, though, it only took me two days before I was able to nibble on a few crackers. My parents, who had gotten the same flu in December, couldn’t eat anything for almost a week.
- My dad had surgery the second week of the new year, to help relieve the pain in his back. I couldn’t even go see him because I was still so sick. He’s doing better now but probably will need another surgery for his neck pain in the next few years.
- I went to my friend Yvette’s wedding with my girlfriends! Woo hoo!
- We bought ourselves a brand new fancy washer. It was supposed to only be around $400, with rebates. But we forgot to send the rebates in. Sigh. However, the night that the washer was installed, we ran it. Water all over the place. I called Sears the next day only to be bounced around from operator to operator and to finally get service several days later.
- The night our washer was fixed, our plumbing backed up. We ran our first non-leaky load and, as the washing machine drained, our bathroom floor and the bathtub flooded. The plumbing had done this a few years before, and a tree had been removed from the backyard. This time, the plumbers dug up half of the backyard, including the rosemary bush hubby got me on Valentine’s Day 2008, and left a giant pile of dirt. At least they didn’t leave the dirty disgusting pipes like they did a few years ago.
- A week or so later, the dryer made a big clunk. Sure enough, it stopped working. Hubby tried to fix it, but it was old and the parts weren’t cheap and were a pain to install. So we dried clothes on a rack or at the laundromat for a month.
- Yup. Bought a new dryer. Set us back another big chunk of money. But the good news is that now we have a matching set (and we love them). And we discovered that Best Buy is a way better place to buy major appliances than Sears.
- Went to Disneyland for hubby’s birthday. I made him cupcakes and brought them packed into our lunches. Before we left I had him open part of his gift – the other part didn’t arrive until later that day – a Wii!
- In March I started in with my trouble sleeping. And I had a very weird middle-0f-the-night phone call. Freaky stuff going on.
- My parents’ middle dog died that month too. She apparently had a tumor but we didn’t know it until she collapsed. Then they stabilized her, and a week later did surgery – and thought it was going to be a cakewalk – and a piece of the tumor broke off and lodged in her heart. It’s still hard every time we walk into my parents’ house to believe that she’s gone.
- My mom went through some health stuff following the death of her dog, and I did too. Overall we’re both doing better. But we both internalize stress.
- Speaking of health stuff, I was fighting with my body for months after having the stomach flu – I kept waking up feeling sick to my stomach, etc. I am sure some people thought I was faking, but I was seriously having issues (which I won’t get completely into right now!). I visited the doctor a few times but basically discovered my pH in my stomach was off since the flu and I just needed some time to right it. Meanwhile I was going to wake up every few weeks hating life.
- We paid off almost all of our credit card debt! For someone who made some dumb choices upon moving out (ok, one of those choices was allowing my former-roommates to walk all over me and owe me thousands of dollars apiece), this was a HUGE accomplishment!
- That meant we could START LOOKING AT HOUSES! We started in March, driving around looking at neighborhoods and getting our finances in order.
- In April my doctor and I linked my blood pressure issues to stress. Imagine that.
- In early May I was walking to my car in the parking structure at work and I slipped on a patch of invisible oil. Honestly I went back and I couldn’t see a thing. I ended up spread-eagle on the ground, my right ankle having shot out from underneath me and twisted horribly. I typically twist that ankle several times a year, since I was in the 4th grade and caught it in a gopher hole on the school’s soccer field. Upon visiting the doctor, I was informed that I probably broke it in the 4th grade, resulting in the constant issues now. Plus I have crappy tendons. Unfortunately the following week the landlords at my office building took the elevator out of service for major renovation. It was supposed to be fixed in 3-4 weeks. 12 weeks later it came back online. I worked on the 3rd floor.
- I finally had my parents, my grandmother, and my aunt and uncle over to our place for Mother’s Day. It was only the second time in four years! I also successfully baked a layer cake from scratch (something I’d attempted several times but always had issues with) to serve them!
- Also in May the landlord decided that the two beautiful trees in our front yard, which sheltered our house from the sun and provided a safe haven for dozens of birds, were too much work to maintain. He cut them down. Our house now gets unbelievably hot during the summer. And I miss the birds.
- In June we met up with my parents’ mortgage broker, who also happens to be a fantabulous real estate agent, to look for a house in earnest! We started going out once, twice, or more times per week. We put our first offer in on a gorgeous little house in La Mesa. In the ensuing several months, we put in offers on several other properties, in various states of fixer-upper-ness. The first house we offered on ended up coming back on the market in October (the sale never went through) but they wanted almost $60,000 more than we’d offered before! Craziness!!!
- Throughout the month of June, hubby and I went to THREE of my friends’ weddings (April, Christina, and Alyssa). It was the first time we’d been to a wedding together as a married couple.
- On July 3rd, my sister went to Peru for 5 weeks! We missed her like crazy but she had such an excellent time!
- For the Fourth of July I made some adorable red-white-and-blue cupcakes. Unfortunately the blue layer was heavy and icky, but it was a fun experiment! We also went on a picnic at Presidio Park!
- Later that month, I celebrated the last birthday of my twenties (ACK!) with a beautiful, relaxing day organized by my wonderful hubby. The day culminated in a fantastic dinner at the Marine Room with my parents!
- In August the last of my group of friends I met through planning my own wedding got married, and I got to take the day off work (thanks Jeff!). Shera’s wedding was incredibly fun and hubby got to be there for part of it, since he was watching her nephew.
- I worked. A lot. Throughout the entire month of August. Including working what would be my last gala at my job, although I didn’t know it at the time.
- In September FOUR couples that we know and love got engaged! Our close friends (who live in our neighborhood) were among them, and we decorated their apartment while they were in Vegas!
- Later that month I started having major sleep issues. I’d been having a few bouts of sleeping trouble off and on for a few months, but in midmonth I was barely sleeping at all.
- Near the end of the month, we celebrated our first wedding anniversary. We stayed at the B&B where we spent the first two nights of our honeymoon, and this time we had the whole place to ourselves. We also took some awesome photographs in my wedding dress with my friend Melissa!
- My friend Chrystal went into labor while we were at the B&B, but she didn’t deliver for another day and a half. Her daughter is gorgeous!
- Later that week, though, I was pulled over for allegedly not stopping at a stop sign while getting off the freeway. I was let off with a warning, but given a fix it ticket for not having my car registered at my house (it was registered to my parents’ address because I’d just never fixed it).
- In October, we went to the last two weddings of the year, our friends Michael and Jess and my cousin Vanessa.
- We also went on a little day trip to Riverside County, first to Corona to find a pumpkin, then wine and olive oil tasting in Temecula. I discovered that olive oil makes a really nice cake, too.
- The last Friday in October, my life changed considerably. I was called into my boss’ boss’ office to discuss my transition out of our company. It was pretty surprising and I’ll admit that I cried my eyes out for a few hours. And then I realized that it was really a blessing in disguise. And that I was less stressed out about not having a job than I was about having that job.
- So the first Monday in November I made it official. Two more weeks. And I slept like I hadn’t slept in months.
- Friday the 13th was my last day there. Fitting, no? My coworkers gave me a really awesome send off.
- The next day, we went to Disneyland with some old friends I hadn’t seen since college! YAY for reconnecting, and for celebrating my freedom!
- In late November and December, I cleaned and decorated the house, cooked like a crazy woman (including making fresh homemade filled pasta with my sister – twice!), dyed my hair for the first time in years, made Christmas ornaments and cookies, and put together some scrapbook pages. I also started walking for the first time in forever, with my neighbor. Unfortunately as much as I enjoyed it, I also screwed up my knee. Sigh.
- A giant storm hit San Diego in early December, knocking out our power for about 18 hours. It was sort of surreal, because it was really only about a 2-by-8 block section of our neighborhood. But it sure was an experience!
- We made our own Christmas cards this year, in addition to so many of our own gifts. It was a really fun, beautiful, creative holiday.
- Unfortunately the Monday before Christmas I got word that I’d missed my court date for my fix it ticket, and spent most of the next day trying to avoid a $500 fee. Luckily I did, and I was able to enjoy the rest of my week!
- We went to five – count ‘em – FIVE Christmas parties. Woo hoo!
- And now? Bring on 2010!!!
12.23.09
My Fun Day in Traffic Court, or How Not to Spend the Tuesday Before Christmas
Some of you may remember waaaay back in September when I got pulled over by a CHP officer as I got off the freeway coming home. It was on a strange little intersection/offramp from the 805 South and the officer was literally just sitting there waiting for people. A Friday afternoon, I was most assuredly exhausted and probably distracted. And I was coming home from work, during the time when I was having major sleep issues. So I am sure I wasn’t at my best.
I thought I stopped. I really really did. I am generally a careful driver (some people say too careful and I’ve been made fun of many a time by passengers – Jeffery I’m looking at you!). I generally follow rules stupidly closely (ok, not always speed rules – but I’m the type of person who will use my turn signal on a deserted road at midnight when I’m in the turning lane). Even now I contend that I’m pretty sure I stopped. But that’s neither here nor there, as the officer said I did not.
Luckily, he took pity on a poor girl and only wrote me up a warning. While he was checking over my license and registration, though, he saw that things didn’t completely match up. Late last year when I changed my name on all my documents, I neither had another check nor my car’s title with me and couldn’t change my name or address on my registration. I didn’t think another thing about it – I still have an AKA in just about everyone’s system, since my married name has only been mine for just over a year, and the old address for my registration (that actually matched my drivers’ license, since prior to living at this place for the last 3 years I hadn’t lived more than 2 years anywhere since I got it) was my parents’. So I could get my mail.
But evidently it’s an offense worthy of a fix-it ticket.
Crap.
The officer said for me to just take care of it, and that I’d be getting some paperwork in the mail to tell me how to let the court know it was taken care of. He said that I’d get paperwork three or four different times. I thanked him and drove away with my little yellow slip tucked in my purse.
Fast forward two and a half months. I am no longer having trouble sleeping or feeling depressed and stressed. But I’m busier than I thought was possible for someone who currently doesn’t have a 9-to-5, I’m exhausted from the constant cooking and cleaning (what? I’ve been baking almost nonstop for several days! For someone who rarely got off her desk chair, that’s a lot of being on my feet!), and I’m trying desperately to enjoy this holiday like I haven’t done for a while.
Monday afternoon I got home from a movie and shopping with my sister and started in on the marshmallows and graham crackers I was making for the kids in our family (s’mores kits all around!). Around 3:30 I checked the mail. A strange-looking envelope, addressed to me. I opened it.
You know in movies when you just see one line (or a few words) of a letter, with the “dum, dum, DUUUUUUUUM!!!!!” music? That’s what it was like in my head. “Failure to appear” and “civil fine” and “Past due: $490″ jumped out at me. FOUR HUNDRED NINETY???
I called the number on the letter and was connected to a guy at AllianceOne, a collections agency. “What is this???” I asked. He (none-too-nicely) explained that it was a ticket I’d gotten on September 25th. Oof. I realized suddenly that I’d completely forgotten about it. I was waiting for my paperwork in the mail!! And I’d tried to go online and resolve the registration issue only to find out that I needed to go in person. And now? I was screwed. I tried to tell him that I’d never gotten my paperwork. “That’s not a good excuse, ma’am,” he said. “This is your responsibility and you should have been in court.”
Wait. Court? Huh?
I told him I didn’t know anything about court and he told me (again, none-too-nicely) that my court date was on the bottom of my ticket. I ran to the other room (yay cordless phones) and scrabbled through things until I found the ticket. Sure enough, “11-24-09″ jumped up and bit me. Oof.
What the heck? How was I supposed to know? I’ve never had this before! I got one speeding ticket years ago – I was lost and it was a speed trap – and I got a letter in the mail explaining how to proceed (online traffic school and a fatty check to the Oceanside PD later and I was all done). I never realized that I was expected in COURT to resolve this! And what happened to my letter? The guy on the phone dripped with condescension. “Well, ma’am, it’s a courtesy notice. It’s not the court’s responsibility to notify you…”
I have to admit, I called him out. I told him that I was no criminal, I was trying to figure this out and resolve it in the best way possible, and if he didn’t stop being a condescending jerk then it wasn’t worth either of our times. He cooled it a little bit, but then I asked how I could resolve it. “I’m not working,” I explained. “I don’t have the money to pay this.”
“Well,” he snorted, “you could go to court and talk to a judge and ask him to reduce the fine for you. But more than likely he’ll just slap you with another fee for taking up the court’s time.” I told him I couldn’t believe that, and that he was being unnecessarily mean, to which he replied that he was doing me a favor for telling me I could go to court – that wasn’t even what he normally told people – and that he reccommended I just take care of it over the phone.
I felt so lost.
Like finally things were going okay and then – BOOM! – I got slapped in the head again. This year has been so much like that – one thing finally gets resolved and than another bomb goes off – that I just dissolved. I was one giant ball of stress and tension and tears. I made my way to the DMV office on Normal Street around 4:15, only to find that they were full – with two employees standing out front handing out paperwork and passes for the following day. I got myself a pass and the paperwork I needed for my registration change and got back home. Hubby tried to be supportive and my parents tried to talk me down, but all in all I was so completely stressed out. HOW could I owe $500??
A word about the letter before I continue my story: the verbage inside was very, very misleading. In one place is “Amount Past Due”. And in another you’re told that because you failed to appear in court you have been assessed a fine. Yet in another it tells you that if you fail to take care of your situation within ten days after the issuance of the letter, you may receive a fine. Also, the whole “issuance date” was crap. The letter was dated December 15th. The postmark was December 18th. I received it the afternoon of the 21st. Which means that instead of having 10 days to comply, I really had 4.
When I was on the phone with the rep, he mentioned something about having 90 days to comply with the terms of the ticket – but when I tried to pin him down to that, he was evasive. Now I see that you’re sent the letter as close to the 90 day mark as possible to make you think that you’ve missed your opportunity to make amends for your ticket. But you should be able to still do so if you talk to a judge. That’s what they don’t tell you in the letter. Yes, I think this is done on purpose. Just like sending the letter three days after it was dated.
My story continues. At a few minutes past 8, I arrived at the DMV office. The line was around the building! But thanks to my spiffy green ticket, I got to go straight to window 20. I was given a number – A006. Yup. 6 people in front of me with their little green tickets. Huzzah! Only a 45-minute wait! The lady at the counter when it was my turn was super nice, very helpful. I will have to say that I had to push a bit to get things completely changed – since my title was nowhere to be found it was a bit of a challenge and some extra paperwork to get the name on the registration finally corrected – but she was pleasant and efficient and I told her so. It’s nice to get someone who does their job well, especially at a place like the DMV!
I got in the car and dialed the Superior Court (on my bluetooth! not getting another ticket!!!). I figured there was no use in my going up there if they were so busy they wouldn’t have time for me. I was on hold for the entire drive (it’s not long, maybe 10 miles? but still…). How frustrating. When I got there, the parking lot was totally jam-packed and I ended up having to park several blocks away. Ick.
I got into the building and through the metal detectors (some people were grumbling about these, but me? I would rather be protected… there were enough crazies there without the addition of potential weapons for their crazy use) and into line #1. A girl in front of me was talking about how she’d never gotten her letter. Behind her a guy told me that AllianceOne wasn’t worth anyone’s time and not to ever deal with them again. Someone else said it was really not that horrible (because I was soooo self-conscious about having missed my court date), that it happened all the time. I got up to the window and the lady there was really nice too. “Darn!” she said. “I can’t back it out. You have to go through AllianceOne. But you can definitely see a judge.” I guess that the normal procedure is to check in with the court, but those of us who had failed to appear had to check in elsewhere. Imagine my surprise when there were at least a dozen people in line ahead of me. Hmmm…
I checked in and went into the courtroom to sit down. The man up at the lectern was being asked why he missed his court date. “I forgot,” he said. The judge told him that it was really no excuse (I winced), but that he’d reduce his fine to $100. I took a deep breath. WHEW! $100 is nothing to shake a stick at – but it’s nowhere near the $300 fine (or the $500 total) I owed. As more and more people were called in front of the judge, I heard more and more of them tell him why they didn’t make it to their court dates. Most of them were well past the 90 days – a few were from May and June – and while he didn’t reduce everyone’s fines, he didn’t tell a single person that they were wasting the court’s time and slap another fine on them.
Lying AllianceOne bastard.
Traffic Court was slow. There were at least 100 people in my courtroom. And no order – you got called up however they grabbed your paperwork from the stack. Mostly, when someone got called to the lectern, the judge read out the charge, for example, speeding or a red light camera violation, and the person plead guilty and the judge gave them a combination of community service, fines, and/or traffic school. For several people, this was a second, third, or even higher offense. The judge seemed incredibly fair-handed to me, telling some of them that this was not a good way to be spending their money! One lady had been caught going well over 100 mph. Her total fines numbered nearly $2000 and her license was suspended. A kid had been caught with an open container of alcohol. As he was not yet 21, his license was also suspended. A 14-year-old had been driving in a school parking lot (I’m still not 100% sure of the details here, but obviously she was too young). She got community service and the judge didn’t know whether she would have a delayed licensing when she got old enough to drive. Some people had missed trials (not court dates, trials!). Some were way behind paying their fines. Most of the time, I felt like the system was fair. It was pretty interesting, actually, seeing how it actually worked.
That said, there were a lot more interesting ways I’d have liked to spend my Tuesday before Christmas (cleaning, perhaps, or cooking, or watching cheesy Christmas movies?)!
My turn. My heart was pounding. I got called to the lectern. The judge pronounced my last name right (most people make the “u” short, which would actually be the pronunciation if the “t” were double… but it’s not). He read out my charge, “registration issues,” and said it was a “correctable offense.” “Did you fix it?” he asked me.
“Yes,” I said, holding out my newly-acquired corrected registration to the bailiff.
He didn’t even take it. “Good,” said the judge, “and you’re within the grace period. I’m deleting your civil fine, and you just have to pay a $25 administrative fee. Thank you.” He smiled.
I think my entire face lit up. “Thank you!” I said, and managed to walk out of the room before celebrating. YESSSSSS!!!!
Of course once you’ve had judgement handed down, you still need to wait to sign your paperwork and pay. And there is absolutely no order for this process either. So plenty of people who got out of the courtroom after me got out of the bail room before I did. Yuck.
But in the end I walked out $25 poorer but sooooo much less poor than if I’d listened to that jerk on the phone. And feeling pretty happy with myself! But resolved to never have to go to traffic court again. Ever!
12.14.09
I’m Dreaming of a Crafty Christmas…
I’ve been neglecting my blog the last week or so for one major reason – I’ve been SO busy!
Between cooking – making marshmallows from scratch, and batches and batches of graham crackers, and three or four sets of various breads, and a big Asian-inspired feast complete with boba tea (oh yeah if you make Chinese steamed buns, make sure you put parchment paper on the bottoms or you’ll be cleaning your steamer for a week… I know first-hand!) - and crafting – cards, ornaments, basically anything anyone will let me near – and decorating – our house, the neighbor’s house – and nursing a very sore knee (dangit I have no clue what I did), I’m pooped!
I wanted to share some of my handiwork!
First, the Christmas lights (yes, this is technically mostly my hubby’s handiwork, since the’s the monkey who gets on the top of the ladders)…
On our house:

Big chunky colored lights on the top, net lights on the bushes, and my $5 thrift store vintage light-up Santa that I adore
And our neighbor’s house:

This is the fourth year we've helped the neighbor across the street with her lights. She really goes all out and we benefit because we get to see our handiwork from this vantage point every night!
And our tree:

We went out to a tree farm in Potrero to pick our tree this year. They didn't have my Noble Fir - only Monterey Pines. It's pretty and it smells good, but this tree is DROOPY now, despite having been cut the day we got it and put it up (we think it's just the type of tree because it's taking in lots of water). Anyway this is the night we put it up.
Last night we went to hubby’s work Christmas party. They do a gift exchange there. One of our gifts was these “Super-Special Star-Shaped S’mores”:
I finally made the marshmallows and graham crackers from Smitten Kitchen (and trust me, it’s totally worth it, they’re amazing!) and we packed them up in little cellophane baggies with skewers and instructions and everything. In one of the baggies, we also put this baby:
I know it’s a pretty horrible photo – to tell you the truth, I’d have sworn I took a better one until I went looking throug my recent photos to put this post up. Now I’m sad because it was a really cool ornament. It was shaped just like the s’mores in the kit – with the same star-shaped cookie cutter – and the “marshmallow” had a thin webbing on it that looked just like it was melty and roasty. I put a lot of work into that thing!
Speaking of putting work into ornaments, here are a few others I’m working on (they’re all Christmas gifts, so if you’re family please look away or at least don’t give away the surprise!):

"Home 2009"woodgrain detail - the mantle has the same woodgrain, made from smooshing and stretching together several colors of brown all at once.

OK - this one's not a gift. It's for me. Eeyore, because he reminds me of my sweet kitty who died in '05
I’m seriously wishing I’d gotten my start sooner. I’ll barely have time to finish family presents. I’d hoped to start an Etsy shop, because this is really fun and they’re turning out really, really cute. I am having an easier time with every piece (these were not posted in order of when they were finished) and getting details and technique down. Model Magic is kind of a pain in the butt, because it’s very sticky – you can probably see in the moose details shot where her face stuck to his sweater – but it’s also very malleable, incredibly blendable (I mixed most of the subtle colors), and very light. Which means even the big ornaments won’t fall because they are too heavy. The other thing is that it glues well – so even though I’ve had a couple of oopsies (like Eeyore’s ears, that fell right off the day after I made him), they were easily fixed with plain old Elmer’s.
Now on to the cards… We have 84 people on our Christmas card list this year. I don’t even know HOW I got that many people to send cards to!!! A few of them will be getting special cards – parents, siblings, great aunt and uncle, grandma, grandpa - but most will be getting “regular” cards. Except that our regular cards this year – with the exception of the two I gave out when I saw some family members before we were finished making these – will be handmade by us!
We actually made cards in 2007 – we picked up a kit and put the cards together in all sorts of ways – but this year we went one step further. Most of the cards we made this year were from scrapbooking supplies, not a kit (16 of them were kit cards, though). I made about 90% of the cards – hubby was busy and just wasn’t “feeling” it, but he came in and made a few, with his unique creativity, in the end. These are some of my favorites (but don’t feel badly if you don’t get a favorite, because I love them all and every single one is unique):
And because I’m a total nerd, I took fancy photos of all the cards we made:

Hubby's handmade cards (including one featuring a dog trying to get the cat who climbed the tree and one featuring a cat sitting in front of - but looking like it's being incinerated by - a fireplace)

The "kit" cards - red-and-green style (I actually used a bunch of stickers and embellishments from other sources on these cards, but the cards themselves were colored and are quite a bit smaller)

"Scrap" cards - where I took bits of paper from other sources and sort of stuck it all together. I really love the one featuring the penguin (on the left).
Today’s assignment? Lots of dishes, some laundry, and (hopefully) finishing up the Christmas shopping and wrapping, making the last of the ornaments that we’re planning to ship, getting the Christmas list ready to merge, and finishing signing Christmas cards! Tomorrow we’d like to get the cards and the package to the East Coast sent off… Whew!
12.09.09
I’m still here!
I promise I haven’t gone anywhere… I’ve just been incredibly busy. Between Christmas preparations (and horrible jobs at gift wrapping!) and cooking… I’m kind of pooped. I also tweaked my left knee pretty badly last week (sigh) and so I’ve been kind of gimpy. In addition, the giant storm that hit San Diego on Monday knocked out all our power until Tuesday afternoon. It was strange to walk around and think, “nope, can’t do that”, “nope, can’t do that”… So many things we take for granted (like a microwave, coffee maker, refrigerator, portable heaters, radio, and of course computers and lights). I mostly worked on ornaments yesterday (I have to admit – I went shopping too, to break up the monotony).
Today I was a machine – I did three loads in the dishwasher (sadly, yes, I did need to do three loads in the dishwasher – although with all the cooking I did today I filled up at least one load), three loads of clothes, some random crafting bits and pieces, all the Christmas wrapping that we’ve got, and some more little cleaning jobs (I also managed to break one of our wine glasses – oops). I decided I’d be cooking today too – so I made marshmallows and graham crackers from Smitten Kitchen (yuuuuum, s’mores!), along with her brioche hamburger buns (a lot of work but totally worth it). We had burgers and salad for dinner, and a s’more each for dessert. I wonder if cooking would get old if I did it all day, every day?
12.03.09
Vanilla Bean Pudding
To compliment my chocolate pudding, I decided to attempt a vanilla pudding recipe. I used the same basic ingredients in the same basic formula, but I did reduce the amount of milk, since there was less dry ingredient than the chocolate recipe.
This recipe uses a vanilla bean, mostly because I found them at Costco and I’ve been looking for an excuse to use them. But I know you could use vanilla extract (next time I’ll try it and let you know how much). It lent a really nice fresh vanilla flavor, plus the pretty vanilla bean specks!
So here’s the basic recipe:
- 1/3 cup white sugar
- 1/4 cup cornstarch
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 2 1/2 cups milk
- 1 vanilla bean, cut open and scraped
Again, the steps are simple (sorry, I didn’t take photos!):
- Stir together the dry ingredients in a pan.
- Add the milk and stir together. This is also when you add the vanilla scrapings and the halves of the bean.
- Turn on the heat to medium.
- Stir, stir, stir.
- Repeat #4.
- Let the mixture come to a boil and let the cornstarch thicken up the whole thing.
- Remove the vanilla bean halves before you turn off the heat and transfer the whole thing to a bowl for cooling!
This has a nice fresh vanilla flavor and is not too sweet (just perfect!). I didn’t even take a photo of the finished product, because to be honest it’s vanilla pudding, so it’s not terribly appetizing in a photo. I think I’m going to find an excuse to make my grandmother’s zuppa inglese (an Italian dessert similar to a tiramisu, which involves layering ladyfingers with chocolate and vanilla pudding – and those of you who know Italian, please don’t ask… I don’t have the faintest idea why a pudding dessert is called English soup!), and use the fresh pudding!
You could also make a fresh carmel sauce to drizzle over it… It’s killer!
12.01.09
Ditching the Pajamas
I made an observation this afternoon to my husband: I’ve spent less time in pajamas since I’ve been staying home all day than I did when I was working, at least the last year or so of my job. I’d come home and quickly change from my work clothes into PJs. Maybe it was that I didn’t want to get my work clothes all full of cooking? I think it was more because I wanted to “take off” work as much as possible.
I’ve also watched less television and woken up consistently less exhausted. We have been going to bed at a consistenly earlier time, which helps (about 1/2 hour earlier than we were). But I’m also sleeping. Which really helps.
I also went for a walk today – about 3 miles – with my neighbor. First of all, I’ve had more energy all day. I feel awesome (if a bit sore). I know I love walking – when I was doing it all the time I felt like a totally different person. So this is no surprise. But it is refreshing. And second of all, I have said for years I wanted to get to know my neighbor better. I’ve always been so stressed out that even when we’d do things together I don’t think I was a particularly good friend. Now we’re going to go walking a couple of times a week – and I am so excited to finally get to spend time with her!
I’m just feeling so blessed… And enjoying living the kind of life where pajamas are only for sleeping.































