Friday, July 8, 2011

Broken Heart

















Tragic, hurtful, painful, defeat. What you see is a very broken 16-35mm 2.8 L. Did I cry? well not when anyone could see. Basically, I don't want to talk about it.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Cornish Game Hens
















My grandmother, aunt and uncle are visiting form Australia. Sombody told them that I like to cook, and so tonight they asked me to make dinner. In a scurry I searched the fridge and freezer and I found these little bad boys. Cornish Game Hens. Three of them, some root vegetables, and at the last few minutes, I threw a few stalks of asparagus in the center. They were delicious.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Brioche



















I learned an important lessons today. Make your own bread. If you have never made your own bread, learn to make your own bread, and then make your own bread. Because when you make your own bread the following things happen. First, your house smells like fresh baked bread. Second, you get to eat fresh baked bread. Or make a sandwich on your fresh baked bread like I did. A steak and brie sandwich on fresh baked brioche in fact. Once again, it is better than your sandwich.