That Party Guy

notmyfaultnotmyfaultnotmyfault

2011-07-24T12:54:00.000-07:00

new post...whew hoo been a loooooooong time...i read a post of two years ago just now and have learned of my chickens coming home to roost...whatever that means...i always think every dog...lots of animals coming up here...has its day and karma and all in
it entails...but seems either the patience they speak of is beyond me or i need to expand drastically my karma time line...anyway things are beginning to change..not that they dont always but a little more in the correct direction...baking has been busy but other priorites have been added but im trying to be careful and remenber why im here in the first place...aint my charm or wit and wisdom it is because i get things done..some deeper and more personal items are about to land..although both parties are unreliable and their words usually full of one quarter truths..truth skewed is still a lie in my book and i have chose to as my usual let sleeping dogs lie...every now and then though someone pokes the bear and no one wants to be around when i get too poked...as usual my posts are cryptic and circular but if you happened to be the offending party or parties remember three strikes your out....ran out of animals....heard a movie quote...every fisherman can spot another fisherman from far away...sort of but almost opposite of dont bullshit a bullshitter..we make look dumb but that's just a disguise..cdb quote...i am human..a bit naive a bit cynical and usually allow people to screw me over a time or two before i get too pissed..the last two have been much longer and reasons why are valid sort of in my book..i have patiently waited and my time is near by...to both...KARMA..BAM!

old dave

2010-04-24T06:05:00.000-07:00

i have watched in the last few days my boy and his friends and other friends kids and i am amazed at the new social interactions..video games with hookups so they can talk to friends while the play...6 kids here last night each with a laptop or video controls or iphone or some sort of device...do they even know who is in the room with them?..do they ever actually talk face to face with anyone?..the girlfriends also are nearby and put up with this?...can't quite imagine the future business leaders only communicating by texts...but my profession somehow would have to live on luckily but my dinosaur ways will have to adapt...computer baked cakes or ipastries...can i do my job from home?...had a manager tell his staff he was late because he did a lot of his job at home...maybe some paperwork some scheduling and things but they laughed off his bs answer..are the twenty and thirty somethings in for a shock when they have to clean up the bathrooms or scrub a pot because the computer just can't quite get it done...or is there a program they can get?...maybe old dave can clean it...i bought the program a long time ago

what goes around

2010-04-22T15:57:00.000-07:00

Full circle and karma and who the heck knows what i am talking about...will begin twice a month my part time job again...back after a year or two hiatus..like riding a bike i guess but i think i would probably crash if i hopped on a bike too quick but..... into the fire i go..hopefully not starting any either...I'm sure ten minutes in i will be...back...such a tentative blog but even taking the job again was an agonizing agonize r....bakery seems to be running well...number one stepping up and two and three getting better and faster daily.....number four staying his same reliable pace(don't push me... don't push me he pleads).....i try to teach them to think how i would think..correct priorities and proper planning...just not as simple as it sounds and when bombarded with last minute craziness the ability to stay focused and plod through...again just isn't as easy as it sounds..when the chaos begins it seems best to go back to the basics and ask some questions..what should we do first..what is most important?.... seems for me personally some extra cash might be my priority ...life has found me some fun lately with a good balance of work pleasure and fatherhood...although the last is still the most trying but better days are coming....karma...full circle and of course what goes around comes around if only i knew what i was talking about

sarcastic conspiracy?

2010-04-17T13:45:00.000-07:00

sorry haven't blogged in a bit but something got my goat...whatever that means...i was accused of being sarcastic.....although i usually am.... this time i wasn't...maybe karma reared its beautiful head in reverse.....although the details of my alleged crime are sketchy at best and the accuser never actually talked to me but talked around me to a second and third party..neither could get this person to confront me directly so i could hear their side..having been lied to about details in the past im still wary of my guilt...yes 100 percent i said what was said...guilty on that... but what was inferred was someone else's input...for whatever reason in my life i have been the accused one..maybe too much inappropriate smiling or to quick to have an answer but when im right and know im right LOOK OUT!!!...throw me under the bus.... look out next time I'll be driving it...OK I'm better...a little writing therapy and I'm back..never a good idea to waste time and energy on small people so i move on..promise my next blog will be puppies and sunshine..OK now THAT was sarcasm...

vacation mode

2010-02-28T04:00:00.000-08:00

ok maybe spring is in the air...sort of...im done with snow and slush and jackets with hoods...ready to love the sun and warm...still must go in and bake...such a drudgery of an existence..i think my vaca mood started because of Ireland.....maybe the Irish music and Guinness night i just had...room fragranted with love and peace...so thick you could swat it like too long cooked corn beef and cabbag....,it was beautiful...laughing and jokes and music and pretty women...ahhh...this was definitely the beginning...think ill make some irish soda bread...if you email me or the blog i'll send you a recipe or the directions to the music fun and laughing...the love part i cant help im not that kind of doctor but if you go.....love will find you...and YOUR vacation will begin...you never have had to leave to be gone....

recipes and BILLS

2009-12-09T17:03:00.000-08:00

i keep getting requests for more recipes...now its not that i dont want to or wont its just that i dont know what all of you like...part of my fun is the variety of things i can make but as much as i love pizza i dont eat it every day and wouldnt presume to think you like exactly what i like...when i was married i was cook usually in the weekdays and im sure the garlic smashed garlics were just too much for the ex...but the sausage,cinnamon and apples was tremendous but certainly not duplicate-able since i really had little idea of what i did to make it...so find a basic recipe and EXPERIMENT...it could go horribly wrong but so what..try it again..or another one...when i was young and single living with roommates the food was a refrigerator leftover concoction with eggs and potatoes and cheese and...whatever..one roommate loved it and asked what i called it...hunh?....i need to name it?...so aBILL came about..never was a BILL the same though...and ive always thought it never should be...now i must beat my bakers daily about consistency but at home...something about consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds...whatever THAT might mean

roller coaster....

2009-12-09T16:44:00.000-08:00

life is.......sometimes the ride is going up sometimes down but occasionally we get one of those wild nearly out of control good then bad then terrifying jaunts...teenagers allow us parents to live that ride daily...rarely a peaceful evening or event...but they sure do leave us with some stories...my son screaming at me as i am paying HIS college tuition???....my fault because i had woken him up...it was 2:30 in the afternoon...he told me i had to pay that day for college by credit card online...i said...naa dont think so...he SWORE the ONLY way was if i paid today and online..."college is different then when you went"....i said im guessing they will STILL take cash...he said "no you dont understand...YOU werent there!"so i called admissions and they said see the burser and we love cash...done deal took me a good two minute phone conversation to solve it...my son the iphone and tech expert couldnt seem to figure how to get in touch without doing it online...i think maybe our kids are losing the personal touches and we are lagging in the technological fronts...also another early incident might have given me a clue...as we were driving in i said...the college used to have barracks for classrooms(i swear)...he said ...oh it is totally different now it is really nice...then he says....if they had dorms i would go to school here???...i said...YOU ARE GOING TO SCHOOL HERE!!!...i dont think he understood...or maybe i didnt...im so confused...or he is...is the ride almost over?...are we there yet?

2009-12-05T06:22:00.000-08:00

stop!!!!....please!!!!...phone is off the hook with culinary students ready to intern or extern...while i do appreciate the new blood and free labor they must be getting fed somewhere the promise of big money and their own food network slot....30 grand for school to make 9 dollars an hour doesnt seem to wise to me...quess they need to start somewhere...go get a job...work at ten different places for ten different chefs and LEARN...one of the most valuable things we do is teach people how to work...they say...whoever they are...5o percent of life is just showing up///yup...get to work...on time..leave your personal crap at home...stuff the phone in your pocket and DO NOT USE IT AT WORK..date on your own time..another story of " oh what a bad night i had last night"..."oh im so tired "...first thing as they walk in...i dont mean to sound so unsympathetic but....work is just work...aint life..aint always fun...we dont all walk in and smile and have the best days but we need to grab a hold of the reins and get down to business......people complaining of i dont want to do this and why do we have to do that have my holiday nerves stretched.....great line in a great movie...and 5 bucks if you can name it...."from here on in I rag no one"........

Barking dogs.....

2009-09-30T18:31:00.000-07:00

In this business...bakery not bloggery...we are on our feet all day...rarely any sit down time...on hard cement floors usually saved a bit by some rubber matting but basically a little rubber meeting a little rubber just NEVER enough protection for our dogs...new shoes help...changing up the shoes will help but really comes down to you picked this profession or it picked you so deal with it...worked with a women who used to bring a piece of cardboard where ever she went to stand on....massages help but only for a few moments then the dogs bark...lots of chefs are wearing the clogs but i am a baker and need to...work...so they just wouldnt work for me...we take for granted our feet and how much work they do....throw in a sore ankle and it's no wonder old bakers have the same walk...we sort of amble gingerly....but we move...we have to...and we wait until that moment...that great moment...sitting...feet up...socks off first then shoes...cold drink...ahhhhhhhhhhhhh....the dogs may live another day

fall fell....and i caught it

2009-09-19T08:24:00.000-07:00

Summer is sneaking out and fall falling in...leaves changing and last gasps of sun...naaa...still nice out...went kayaking today...found a river/pond in the middle of my new city...gorgeous day gorgeous place...well mostly gorgeous...little urban filth but not bad...blink and i'm in New Hampshire or Vermont....begins my busy season...the world ramps up a little and off to work i go...still necessary to capture some quick moments of fun and pure beauty....in the old baking days.... and occasionally still.... brides would get frosting flowers on their cakes...now ....brides.... and grooms?!( for reasons this old baker cant ever figure out...the groom part?)....we have time consuming and expensive hand molded flowers but NO ONE EVER can beat what God? has done with flowers...colors never so vibrant..shapes superb....plain old boring cake add some flowers and BAM...people rave.....stunning! spectacular!...so forget work til we have to or at least find some time to see nature while it is still nice outside...quess i'm saying take time to smell the flowers....

50...&^$(!!

2009-09-14T15:20:00.000-07:00

When did THAT happen?...i turned 50....things hurt more...talk about ailments and who is in the hospital and for what....AARP....what???...oh yeah im 50....i am happy to have got here but what happened to 30?...i know a ton of junk i wish i hadnt...i have seen things...in my work this is all fine..nothing is a shock..nothing to hard.... nothing i cant handle....i remember working with the old bakers when i was younger..they all walked funny...but seemed happy and funny...^&%!!!...i may become one of them!...recipes are in my head...songs of the 60's and 70's plastered in my brain instead of knowing what day it is...some of to days celebrity chefs were having a symposium of some sort and the marketing boss asked if i wanted tickets...i'm sure i shocked her a bit but i had zero interest...find me a cold beer and an old chef and we can swap stories for hours i don't need a prima donna or some ego maniacal young pup to tell me HIS stories...i have some great ones...you got a cold beer or two just call.....my personal life i remember as a teenager having my parents car...we raced across the parking lot and BAM...something bad happened to the car...it stopped some transmission issue...i called my father and he showed up...says what happened? i said...well dad we were just driving out about 30 miles an hour and heard this small noise so we stopped...he looked around and said...nope.....you were racing across the parking lot about 65 and when you got to this point right here you gunned it.....ah...ah...ahh....what?....there is nothing my son can get by me now...i'm becoming my father...and old creaky walking baker and my father...good...its about time!

the greastest story ever told...ok the second greatest

2009-09-14T14:50:00.000-07:00

Ttubby Smith a college basketball coach told this story at a press conference...i might forget a few details might even add a few the basic core will hopefully remain the same...when he was growing up in Mississippi he was the oldest of 9 brothers and sisters...his father was an uneducated cotton farmer...Tubby(not sure what his real name and when he actually got such a sour nickname) would pick his row of cotton ...each kid having their own row...and when he finished he would go to the smaller kids rows and help them...nighttime came and his father beat him...next day same story..next day same story again...he thought by being the strongest and oldest he was helping so at the end of a week of beatings he got up the nerve to ask pop why...why am i getting beat for helping...this uneducated farmer said you are not helping the smaller kids get stronger...get faster..get more efficient....he said you pick your row perfect and let me worry about the rest....Tubby was equating this story to his basketball team...the center shouldn't dribble down the court and the guard doesn't hang under the basket for rebounds...do what you do best...people i work with i'm sure are tired of me telling this but i see it daily...big time sports try to say a player should "stay within themselves"...an odd statement but i think to the same point...people try to think they are helping by putting too many eggs in a basket...another saying around to the point...do your job...do it to the best of your ability...one day a young baker who worked for me was making potato salad as i walked in...i said...hmmm whats up? why are YOU doing that?...she said she was caught up with her work(impossible to EVER be caught up in the bakery business)...and the catering staff needed help...i said i understand they needed it and you are doing a nice thing to help...HOWEVER...wrong row...because she was doing this the other department never solved the problem...did they need more help?..were they unorganized?..were they a bit lazy?...if the boss walks in and everything done to him or her there is no problem...i didn't beat her...i thought that might be wrong...but in explaining the cotton story she realized the enabling process she was jumping into...their problem became hers which then became mine which then became my bosses...all because she chose to "help"...i'm not heartless and i realize at times we ALL have to jump in and pick ANY and EVERY row of cotton if necessary but Tubbys dad may have been a genius...

Stolen!

2009-09-04T05:00:00.000-07:00

The pic to the right of the latest blog...(this one)......is a pic i stole off someones website...i actually made all that stuff...put it on mirrors and a former company stole it and put it on their website...seems fairly dishonest to me..i made the stuff...my creativity and my work..they now claim that they do that ...maybe...but not exactly like mine.....i worked with a woman at a large banquet facility and we usually made the wedding cakes.....occasionally one from an outside person or bakery will be brought in..this woman would take pictures of them and put them in her personal portfolio as if she actually made them..i called her on it said it was not honest she said after she had seen the cakes she could now duplicate them...integrity?...honest? the right thing to do?...Not in my portfolio...people have commented on the fact i do not have a portfolio of my work...i will tell them if i can do it i can and if i can't i will tell them...i have had workers with gorgeous pics of things they have made but cant produce them when i say ok..go make something...oh um that was at school in 20 hours and teachers help and um....as a famous man once said..."man's got to know his limitations"...please comment or write to davem18@sbcglobal.net if you agree or disagree with my thought...lots of people not being truthful or living up to their own responsibility..always someone elses fault....say what you mean and mean what you say...truth

blog day

2009-09-02T18:15:00.000-07:00

Busy day...seems the world is getting back to busy again..GOOD!!...good for everyone...seems the party sizes are still down but we are still partying....a little creative salesmanship and marketing needed but we seem to be on the right path...people always eat bread they say and oh you will never be out of work...not true in my life..at least 4 times not true...but persevere and keep on staying positive seems to help...lucky i guess...i like the quotes...the harder i work the luckier i get...and my all time fav is...luck is the residue of design....just have to keep the distractions of the days to a minimum...had a boss who had on his desk where his name sign would be this quote...DO IT NOW....i would go in to ask him something and if he was on the phone i would read the sign and figure it was talking to me...so i left and did something right then...my mothers famous quote when my sisters and I were younger was.....go clean your room...followed by...AND DONT MAKE A PROJECT OUT OF IT!...we understood...get in get it done...do it now...do something...just do it....My boss now says...keep it simple...he doesn't add the stupid part for me at least not in my earshot...k.i.s.s...Keep It Simple Stupid...i can follow that...project makers beware...your time is up!

fish story

2009-08-29T17:38:00.000-07:00

Old German boss of mine said..."the fish always stinks from the head"...interesting a boss would say that but he meant the "real" bosses...if the architect designs a flawed building the masons can't fix it and will get blamed for the trouble...maybe the arch smooth talked his way into the job...maybe he wasn't qualified...maybe he was in over his head...maybe just a lousy architect...us foot soldiers get sent into war on a bad premise...blam...we get wacked...in corporate world lots of people are in the wrong position but by the time anybody figures it out chaos has already happened...peter principle..when people get promoted to the level of their incompetence...because i might start out as clerk and be really good at dealing with people and friendly and helpful and the boss leaves i get promoted in his position...just because i get the title as manager doesnt make me a qualified manager..only the title...dealing with all sorts of different issues and different people each with their own issues...instead of what was my comfort zone im thrust into dealing with way more issues than i can handle....my number one while qualified to do my job would probably lose her mind if everyday she was asked the questions i was and had to deal with the people i do...i had a baker who worked under me who was in charge when i had a day off...every time i came back after two days off he had a list of people he wanted me to fire...i said if i left this up to you we would be alone...patience is not an easy thing to have and really takes a while to develop....but back to my fish story....sometimes it is worthwhile to let the bad fish go.....sometimes not every fish fits in with the rest of the tank...whole tank of fish with some swimming slowly...some pretty but not doing much...some do all of the tank cleaning...some love to swim through those old buildings on the bottom of the tank...then BAM...owner of the tank puts in one of those fish that begins to eat the weaker fish and disrupt the happier fish...sometimes for the total harmony of the tank the wrong fish must find another tank......

day off ...night off

2009-08-22T05:14:00.000-07:00

first call came as i was beginning my first night off...some tragedy of a missed order...im on my way...no big deal..quick fast solved...nothing to it but to do it....next comes the emergency early morning call...not that early luckily...little soothing...little calming..."this doesnt work"..." this guys is an ass"..".how come this didnt come in?.".....im 20 minutes away answering...ok attempting to calm and answer but really it is up to the people there to do the best they can...get-r done someone famous once said...chillax another famous person once said....met the Boston blogger last night...interesting how interesting things happen...ok so another blog again has gone all off kilter with no point or even much sense...such is a saturday morning i suppose....short and sweet bloggery today....recipe of the day?....chillax

Habla espanol?

2009-08-18T12:56:00.000-07:00

Ok neither do i too much but...if you are in this business or plan to be or just communicate with the world in general better get on the Telemundo wagon....Americans are finding out that we need to interact with many different languages....now when the telemundo women come in we handle it all just fine but in my cheffing life there have been the not so moments also...when im asking the Peruvian dishwasher for a mop...i didn't know the word and i was hinting around at cleaning...limpio...the over by the door..puerto...but he kept looking at me puzzled..both of us just not getting through...then with a few more caricature poses he says...oh!!...necessito mopo?...i said WHAT??!!!...you call the mop mopo?...i didn't want to sound like the ugly American and say i need a mopo to washo the flooro...but there it was...mopo...then he went on to explain its different in one part of his country and different to a puerto Rican...i just wanted to clean up a spill...an El Salvadorian women i worked wanted a raise ...she made a hand gesture to me...what she thought in America we rub two fingers together meaning more money...that wasn't what she did...nope....not at all...blogging police will not allow me to say or explain what she did but means a bit something else in the US...she then felt wild embarrassment as she said she had just gone up to the boss and did it to her...cant imagine what went through her mind seeing that....world expands minds must also....Hasta

Brave new world

2009-08-16T04:45:00.000-07:00

Moving is all done...more or less....few hundred boxes hanging around and im not sure what happened to towels and some clothes but if you have seen my clothes really no big loss...sons friend said my living room was...epic....must be good right?...sons room is above mine and i can hear him and friends like im in the room...not so good...for him...or me.....a few new routines i need to change...like ALWAYS having coffee in the house...the cat has seemed to recover from the move...hamster has not escaped once yet....kid is sleeping...nothing out of the ordinary there...food will be a bit of a different adventure...but im ready....told Charles in charge i would blog of him so here you go dude....the world needs more Greek food...and Italian and just different nationalities in general...we Americanize everything and Mexican to the US has become cheese with meat...cheese with beans...cheese with veggies....cheese with cheese...we need to grab our ancestors food and cultures..actually assimilate other parts too....spanikopita should be an appetizer at restaurants...maybe for us Americans we can ease some dipping sauce with it but lets eliminate the fried this and fried that....phylo dough some spinach or spinach and cheese fillings bake til golden brown....braciloe...take some thin steak..bang it thinner...rub it with garlic good parm and quickly saute to sear...drop it spaghetti sauce and cook all day...melts in your mouth and what an app that would be...tell chefs we want some creativity...charlie and the bartenders have known this for a while now...drinks have become wildly creative...food should not be boring...life is all about change...the world never is still so all we know is change...sometimes we are hesitant to break the routines and step out of the box....its time.....

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2009-08-13T18:43:00.000-07:00

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the boys and the horses

2009-08-12T17:39:00.000-07:00

Talked to my horse woman friend today...she doesnt look like a horse..actually really beautiful...i see her i think of horses..she rides and or owns them...she also owns a 10 year old boy so we chat of growing boys and parenthood...told her i went to Saratoga raceway last week and we chatted of the absolutely gorgeous powerful animals and our boys...somehow they match....both animals...both powerful and both control our hearts....both make giant messes right where they stand...both eat like they will never eat again....both solid and strong....both need to be led back top their homes...both make us want to bet on their future...Now Saratoga is a jewel just hours away...like being back in time to the early 1900's....we know its past...just as our boys but its the futures we worry over...will they run a good race?...will they get out of the gate clean?...will it be fair?....when the race is over will they appreciate the hard work we put in getting them ready to race..ok so now i better give you all my horse meat recipes...kidding....again no recipe...what the heck kind of baking blog is this you ask....next time....now we ponder...our future our kids and our horses...long may they run

mise in place....(and tons of boxes)

2009-08-12T13:08:00.000-07:00

La di da French term roughly meaning...putting in place......its what every cook begins his day setting up...any great chef has it down to an art....when chefs begin the day they get their garnishes ready, the knives, and towels and prepped food for whatever it is they are cooking that evening...something out of place??...party of twenty comes in and no prep for it?...the downward snowball can turn a good evening into near hell...chaos...crisis...when a properly prepped and organized kitchen gets busy the back of the house looks like a ballet...an orchestra with every musician hitting the perfect note...the sound of a plate tapping a table or steak being seared turns to silence...like the headphones that eliminate all unnecessary sound...when a baseball player hits the perfect pitch perfectly to the batter it makes no sound..he doesnt feel the moment of impact...time seems to stand still...ball leaps off the bat and a second later crowd noise or other players voices jump into the batters head and he begins to run...call it the zone....kitchens can have it too...when the smoothness of a service runs from an owner having the tools and ingredients for the chefs to use.... the waitstaff having the desire..... and the dish and bus staff understanding there importance the kitchen will buzz....no drama... no egos....no b.s....and even in the greatest of organizations this RARELY EVER HAPPENS!!!....something of us humans disallows that every night greatness...knowing where we have to be and when...we begin to take shortcuts...the easy way out....as tough as it is we should all try to go that one more step...sometimes it comes with maturity...sometimes it never comes...we get by...think that might be the best we can do...ah..thats good enough...fun to watch great chefs work...it appears effortless...no frantic action...no screaming and yelling...no wasted movement..work smart not hard...love your work and work never comes....however this sidetracking was really about my upcoming move ....the mise in place of my move will determine the outcome of my weekend...little organization goes a long way...or at least to Manchester....my big test will be mise-ing my 17 year old whose line i stole earlier about a paper he was doing is his attitude...ah thats good enough...we will survive im hoping and his laissez faire and my holy crap how will we ever get this done will meld into some sort of odd moving mixture....wonder what the French la di da word for nothing in its place is?

moving day

2009-08-08T08:17:00.000-07:00

almost upon me...another moving day...not far away but still among the all time most stressful days...got rid of a few thousand odd cooking things i thought at one weak moment in life i would need....didn't.....my son the gourmand is begging for a toaster...think i might be able to afford one of those...microwave was on his list but....doesn't look good for that...i have survived for the last few years without one so i think we will continue to manage...makes popcorn a little tougher but much more rewarding doing it the old fashioned way...wonder how many people still do that...or even know how...little oil...hot..kernels....pop...salt butter....of course the moving day really is about beer and pizza but i doubt either made by me...paid for by me but that's the standard moving wage except the teenagers get something else besides the beer....but with moving comes a lot of out with the old and in with the new...new places to discover...we found the Cosmic Omelet...great hippy-ish breakfast joint...cooking and baking by me will be put off for a while .....my son found... Catsup and Musturd...he said a restaurant to die for...7 napkin burger...might be our dinner until we ease into our new palatial estate...think might be some great baking classes soon though...anybody ready?

lemon bar not sinister

2009-08-07T10:32:00.000-07:00

easy short dough crust....easy eggs lemon sugar and flour filling...bake...done...like from france without the plane ride...ring me up at davem18@sbcglobal.net for easy directions and to the Telemundo women...nope...not for you...you have to come in to get them...

Cooooooooooool

2009-08-05T14:25:00.000-07:00

Where is summer? all it does is rain?...ok we got it...90 hazy hot and humid..a few giant thunder and lightening storms thrown in for sound and color...crank up the a.c......finally your almost cool so you turn on the oven and...naaaa.......fresh picked native strawberries...dip in some sour cream and then dark brown sugar...you get sweet followed by sour followed by slightly sweet and juicy strawberry...not much easier than that...refreshing....low cal and low carb just for good measure...feeling crazy...get one of those extra sweet yellow pineapples trim the sides lose the core and poke out the eyes....slice...dip in some great melted over a water bath high quality rich chocolate the in some sweet flaked coconut..cool and tropical..ahhhhh...hear the ocean?

never wrong

2009-08-04T16:54:00.000-07:00

"everybody wants to be a baker"....quote i have used a long time....usually when a chef tries their hand at pastry or bread making..maybe i should have changed the quote to be.... a chef....almost everyone has made something or tasted something usually from grandmom or auntie that they will go to any extreme to eat...or attempt to make...the grandma's union had the veterans change some recipe so only as a grandma could duplicate.....my grandma used to make spinach soup..some sort of Italian wedding soup but non veggie eating spinach haters would line up and push line cutters away for this...one day young Dave...the wanna be chef at the time..... asked her for the recipe...she said..."no i dont think so"..".WHAT!!?......why not??!!...after months of me asking...always with the answer.."no i don't think so"...she relented....i have my pencil and paper in hand she says ok...first cook a turkey...i said... WHAT??!!...she said for the stock...i muttered under my breath something about me buying some stock...she heard it with the super special grandma ears and said..."thats it...no more"..took me a few more months and she relented again...i thought being her only grandson she would give me all the correct details...i looked at her hands for how much a pinch was...i made her show me a ...dash...my soup was...ok to good but not the same...damn union