I am the It girl.
Emily, who falls under the category "Cat's Pajamas" on my Internet Friends Roster, has tagged me.
There is nothing I would rather do at this very moment than give you seven things that you didn't know about me. (I think I've done this one before, but I lack the energy to search. SO, I'll share the present conditions.)
1. I am currently baking a cranberry apple crumble, and will soon be chopping up vegetables for a Turkish white bean salad. Although I am definitely not in the mood to entertain, we are having company over in about ninety minutes. Because my guests aren't big fans of ethnic food, I will be referring to the salad as North Dakota white bean salad. (I don't believe either of our guests has been to North Dakota lately. Shout out to the North Dakota Turkish population! Holla!)
2. My cat JUST NOW puked under our train table. How's that for a current event? Sidney has puked maybe seven times in her entire life. And she chose "under the train table ninety minutes before guests arrive" for her latest deposit.
3. Although I'm itching to throw in my Amélie DVD, I'm allowing Jeff to watch Lewis Lapham on C-SPAN2. It's all about scratching the backs of the cognoscenti, isn't it?
4. I have two mosquito bites. One falls dead center on the back of my neck, and the other falls at Billy Pancake's 1:00. (See #68.) Both are extremely itchy, and the onset of itch is fairly severe. In other words, I'll be sitting still, and then suddenly my right arm will either fly up to my neck or dive down into my shorts for some sweet, sweet itch action.
5. My next pair of socks will be of the Victorian Lace variety, and my Big Summer Project just might be a Swallowtail Shawl.
6. I'm imagining each of you reading this list, doing that V-shaped tracing motion to your chins, and nodding your heads slowly (with furrowed brows) as if to say, "Interesting. Very interesting." Settle down. We're almost done.
7. If I could marry any one of my gadgets, I would choose the apple peeler/corer/slicer. And what God has joined together, no man may put asunder.
Back to your weekend.

Submitted by
Nichole
at 6/3/2007 3:46:27 PM- Please come to my house with some cranberry apple crumble. I'll scratch your back for you.

Submitted by
Em
at 6/3/2007 4:45:36 PM- I'm watching Dirty Dancing. How Cat's pajamas is that!?
I think you are swell. And so so pretty.

Submitted by
FP
at 6/3/2007 7:21:03 PM- Jocelyn--Ok. It took me a minute. I'll just say this: I have a hook and a friend who swings both ways. Maybe I Should give the c word a try someday!
Nichole--Have I told you how great those CDs are? I think I OWE you a crumble!

Submitted by
jen
at 6/3/2007 11:35:14 PM- Thank you for posting on Sundays. I love that. And I love #68, too.

Submitted by
OMSH
at 6/4/2007 12:11:17 AM- I want that thing from Pampered Chef too, but no one has invited me to a party. Booooo.
And? I have no idea who Amelie is, but if she speaks French I'd be lost anyway.

Submitted by
Kristen
at 6/4/2007 12:52:23 AM- You don't have a sister named Shannon, do you? Because when I was in kindergarten, there was a little girl named Shannon whose mother made ceramics in the basement. She had a younger sister, but they decided to let her pick out her own name. When they moved, she was deciding between Sarah and Samantha.

Submitted by
FP
at 6/4/2007 5:21:45 AM- Kristen--I have a Jen who always wanted to be Roweena, but no Shannon.
OMSH--If I get invited to another party, I'll let you know! Everyone should be in possession of the corer, peeler, slicer. AND the thick slice attachment! Also, Amelie is subtitled for the non-French-speaking crowd. Il n'y a pas de quoi!

Submitted by
maggie
at 6/4/2007 9:21:27 AM- Cranberry Apple Crumble sounds divine! I'm generally too lazy to peel my apples though. I justify it by the fact that the peels are full of fiber. Right?

Submitted by
FP
at 6/4/2007 1:47:12 PM- Helen--Shoot an e-mail my way, and I'll send it to you! (angela at fluidpudding dot com)

Submitted by
mizmell
at 6/5/2007 12:03:18 PM- An apple peeler/corer/ slicer, eh? You'd still be busy in the afterlife. Why not choose something a bit lazy, like measuring spoons? You'd have your important duty once in a while, with plenty of downtime.

Submitted by
FP
at 6/6/2007 5:25:48 PM- Ashley--Here it is!
Chicken Breasts with Turkish White Bean Salad
(from Weight Watchers "From Pantry to Plate")
1 (15.5 oz) can cannellini beans, rinsed and drained
1 small bell pepper, seeded and chopped
1 small red onion, diced
1/4 cup chopped parsley
1/4 cup lemon juice
1 tablespoon olive oil
1 garlic clove, minced
1/4 teaspoon salt
4 (1/4 pound) skinless boneless chicken breast halves
1/2 teaspoon ground cumin
1. Combine the beans, bell pepper, onion, parsley, lemon juice, oil, garlic, and 1/8 teaspoon of the salt in a large bowl. Set aside at room temperature.
2. Sprinkle the chicken breasts with the cumin and the remaining 1/8 teaspoon salt. Spray a large nonstick skillet with nonstick spray and set over medium heat. Add the chicken breasts and cook, turning once, until the chicken is tender and just cooked through, 10-12 minutes.
3. Transfer the chicken to serving plates and top with the bean salad.





















apple corer? that could make for a very unpleasant and messy "consummation".