Tid-Bits…A Friday Edition

This cake is in the oven.   ER is on repeat – season 3 to be exact when Dr. Ross was all dreamy and bad ass,  Goose, errr Dr Green, was battling some internal demons, and Carol was studying for med school.  I am tempted to find ALL of the Christmas episodes (they are some of the best), call in sick on Monday, and have a seriousER marathon session.   An ER junkie I am.

The sun finally showed its rays today and before my regular Wednesday run, I bought 3 pounds of duck fat.  I have plans, big plans.  This is what happens when you work for 2 employers, both of which, gift turkeys for the Christmas season.  The second turkey is getting spatchcocked and there will be turkey potpie for days.   I might be sprouting feathers and gobbling by the end of this month.

Saturday morning will have me toeing a starting line downtown with a few other crazy Cleveland folks to run the 2nd annual A Christmas Story Run .  I hate the movie with wild abandonment, for I find it so utterly depressing and sad and yes, I am fully aware that I am in the minority.  However, we are in Cleveland and well, as a proper Clevelander, you support all things Cleveland.  This includes floundering sports teams, ok-ish whiskey, and terrible movies.  It is just what we do.  The only question I have, do I dress up like a leg lamp?

I have a huge bounty of cranberries and well, doesn’t cranberry streusel scones sound delightful?  With a touch of orange zest?  I plan on using America’s Test Kitchen’s folding technique.  

Next year we can hide how many boxes we eat.  Cookie eaters unite!

The Jar of Magical Thinking it is perfect if there are young children in your life or just witty individuals.

I am not sure if I am more afraid of frying or being alone with a whole batch of doughnuts(donuts?) … either way ya look at it, I have been hesitant – however when I do finally jump into the donut (doughnut??) arena,  I think Ashley, from Not Without Salt, and I could be donut buddies.

This made me snort.

King Richard III identity was confirmed via DNA … 527 years after his death.  However, his dad…not his dad.

Kelsey (gosh, I love her work) has the perfect winter salad for us – for those few meals that aren’t cookies and fudge.

Everyone is on a lifelong journey of self-discovery, and there’s nothing more tragic than turning your back on your unrealized potential. Be a little weird. Let your colors show. Forget the vernacular labels we hold each other to and don’t be afraid to make a world that cannot define you, even if there will always be those who will try.”  AMEN.

And here.  Go here.  Read their love story and cry and laugh and even snort.  And then cry again.

Now go out and kick Friday’s ass …. the weekend is just around the corner!

Published by Mallory

A twenty - something (at least for a little while longer) trying to squeeze the most out of life...but mainly baking/cooking up a storm in my kitchen while watching Netflix.

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