<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187</id><updated>2011-11-24T23:32:59.731-05:00</updated><category term='baking: cake'/><category term='italian'/><category term='soup'/><category term='drinks: lemonade'/><category term='easy desserts'/><category term='dessert: icebox cake'/><category term='lavender cookies'/><category term='In the Kitchen'/><category term='lemon ginger cake'/><category term='veggies: roasted sweet potato fries'/><category term='cheese'/><category term='jello mold'/><category term='apricot'/><category term='mac &apos;n&apos; cheese'/><category term='veggies: pumpkin'/><category term='baking: cookies'/><category term='dessert: cassata alla Sicilianna'/><category term='soup: braised cabbage in miso'/><category term='dinner: tuna hotdish'/><category term='sauces and dips: red pepper pesto'/><category term='salad: roasted eggplant napoleon'/><category term='fruit: figs'/><category term='dinner: pasta primavera'/><category term='soup: red and green peppers'/><category term='easy thai cooking'/><category term='In the Kitchen: baking'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='baking: muffins'/><category term='baking'/><category term='dessert: truffles'/><category term='dessert: ice cream'/><category term='veggies'/><category term='fresh produce'/><category term='veggies: fried green tomatoes'/><category term='Dining Out'/><category term='dessert: Jello'/><category term='burgers'/><category term='cake'/><category term='baking: red velvet cake'/><category term='soup: tom khaa'/><category term='herbs'/><title type='text'>Good Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>262</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4187072403015161911</id><published>2011-01-06T15:11:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T14:21:46.601-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup: red and green peppers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><title type='text'>What's left?</title><summary type='text'>Christmas is officially over. Yesterday was the 12th day. So today there was the ritual putting away of things. Wrapping ornaments in tissue, packing up the tree, and once again heading to the mall to check out the sales and starting the stash of gifts for next year. Call me crazy, but I love this time of year. There's something so poetic about what's left: on the trees, on the shelves, on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4187072403015161911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4187072403015161911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4187072403015161911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4187072403015161911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-left.html' title='What&apos;s left?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TSY0Xp7aq7I/AAAAAAAABoU/Zp3iV1E5Z8s/s72-c/DSCN5302-1a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-8652748002825908338</id><published>2011-01-02T16:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:15:45.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert: ice cream'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>It's January 2, 2011. It's the ninth day of Christmas. Bring on the ladies dancing! No really, trot 'em out there, please. I'm turning 40 this year and I need some dancing ladies, or maybe a single dancing gentleman. Straight, no chaser.Don't get me wrong, turning 40 is not a bad thing in itself. The media says I should be saggy and miserable- well, I'm totally out of shape and, thanks to a freak</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8652748002825908338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=8652748002825908338&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8652748002825908338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8652748002825908338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TSDTjECQzZI/AAAAAAAABnQ/x7wgaE8-FVI/s72-c/THIS.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-7309229089867740688</id><published>2010-12-06T20:31:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:00:23.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy desserts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert: truffles'/><title type='text'>It's so easy, being food-sleazy.</title><summary type='text'>Remember when you were a teenager and hearing the words "cheap" and "easy" uttered in the same breath made you blush, giggle uncontrollably, and clutch your imaginary pearls? As a grown foodie, do the words "cheap" and "easy" make you feel the same way? I love "doing it" the hard way and all the praise that "comes" (henh.) along with a dish made from scratch with schmancy ingredients, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7309229089867740688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=7309229089867740688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7309229089867740688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7309229089867740688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-so-easy-being-food-sleazy.html' title='It&apos;s so easy, being food-sleazy.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TP2XLajeLMI/AAAAAAAABl8/_zr8AIcLdcY/s72-c/HEART.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4448256854783199788</id><published>2010-11-14T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:42:11.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies: roasted sweet potato fries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><title type='text'>Burgers are love.</title><summary type='text'>We have some good fries and burgers out here in the DMV: Five Guys, Good Stuff, The Burger Joint, Rogue States, Michel Richard's BLT, Ray's Hell Burger, Crossfire. But just like with cupcakes, we're merely riding the coattails of our fine burger-makin' bros up north in the Big Apple. Specifically the fine folks at the Corner Bistro in the West Village. Oh baby.See that line coming out of that pub</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4448256854783199788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4448256854783199788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4448256854783199788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4448256854783199788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/burgers-are-love.html' title='Burgers are love.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TPQtwYfefCI/AAAAAAAABlg/7qVg_JuHNdc/s72-c/DSCN4398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-7271278636591173360</id><published>2010-11-08T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:47:28.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies: pumpkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><title type='text'>Love you, pumpkin.</title><summary type='text'>Aw, pumpkin, why does no one love you? You're plucked from the vine and carved, someone sticks a lit candle inside you, and then they let you rot on the porch step. Thanksgiving comes around and you're pie. Peter, Peter was a pumpkin eater. And Cinderella used you to get her to the ball. But take heart, pumpkin, because I think you're cool all the time. And Dorie Greenspan does too!I tried her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7271278636591173360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=7271278636591173360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7271278636591173360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7271278636591173360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-you-pumpkin.html' title='Love you, pumpkin.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TPQtEeUckjI/AAAAAAAABlY/cEF053fF9-s/s72-c/DSCN4533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4587446726158456176</id><published>2010-11-05T13:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T14:36:02.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh produce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies: fried green tomatoes'/><title type='text'>Nothing clever about fried green tomatoes</title><summary type='text'>I've got nothing clever to say about them, except that they are delicious. And very easy to make- especially when you personally know folks who grow. I used plum tomatoes - they make lovely little chip-size bites. I also popped a few red uglies in as well, because I was curious.Another good recipe for when you want to use up that fresh or organic produce that's quickly getting manky, or if you're</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4587446726158456176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4587446726158456176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4587446726158456176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4587446726158456176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/nothing-clever-about-fried-green.html' title='Nothing clever about fried green tomatoes'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TNhPddgJvbI/AAAAAAAABko/JsgoQ7E22vo/s72-c/Fried_Grn_Tmatrs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-2060278403749652035</id><published>2010-11-03T08:45:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:59:09.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup: braised cabbage in miso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup'/><title type='text'>Braising for Newbies</title><summary type='text'>Getting veggies from the Farm is great, but from the moment they come in the door, the clock is ticking.Tick, tick, tick, ROT.The latest was a batch of cabbages. Mom gave me a few that were each about the size of a fist and suggested braising them. Which sounded pretty odd- butter? And water? Really?The more I thought about it, though, the closer they were to being mulch. So, I dove into my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2060278403749652035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=2060278403749652035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2060278403749652035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2060278403749652035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/braising-for-dummies.html' title='Braising for Newbies'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TNF1eLr71UI/AAAAAAAABjw/W1WYGVPTYYE/s72-c/DSCN4383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-7495266302874861674</id><published>2010-11-01T12:17:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T14:32:06.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert: icebox cake'/><title type='text'>Simple, with a Twist</title><summary type='text'>My uncle, the international corporate lawyer guy, has simple tastes. That, and his penchant for telling bad jokes, is part of his not inconsiderable charm.He loves red wines (and will cheerfully try any bottle I give him regardless of price), makes delicious macaroni and tomatoes, when he mans the grill he flips epic burgers, and his favorite dessert (at least as far as I know) is icebox cake. So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7495266302874861674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=7495266302874861674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7495266302874861674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/7495266302874861674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/11/with-twist.html' title='Simple, with a Twist'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/TM8nMRnqC1I/AAAAAAAABjM/f1aMe4wkbXE/s72-c/DSCN4409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-147501783890640578</id><published>2010-04-16T22:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:04:39.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 quite the stunner so far.</title><summary type='text'>Since my last post I injured my hip, broke my wrist snowboarding in Tahoe and was laid off.What's new with you?And I went to Dino in Cleveland Park. Photos and a quick warm fuzzy about it soon- the chef is a fantastic guy and the food is... well, I have thoughts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/147501783890640578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=147501783890640578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/147501783890640578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/147501783890640578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/2010-quite-stunner-so-far.html' title='2010 quite the stunner so far.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-5553318731157897726</id><published>2009-10-05T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:29:17.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an era.</title><summary type='text'>I never thought I'd live to see the day that Gourmet magazine would shutter its doors.On the other hand, given the prevalence of The Food Network and online, well, everything, I suppose I shouldn't be all that surprised.Still, it's like a part of me is gone. I was hoping to work there someday and it saddens me that magazines are doing so poorly and this one in particular.Nothing left to do, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5553318731157897726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=5553318731157897726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5553318731157897726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5553318731157897726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-era.html' title='The end of an era.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-249406080537577737</id><published>2009-09-26T18:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:51:40.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sauces and dips: red pepper pesto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><title type='text'>Roasted red pepper pesto.</title><summary type='text'>Mom and Dad's vegetable garden is doing wonderfully well this year, it appears, and they have been sharing the largesse. The last batch was a bunch of bell (red, green and yellow) and chili peppers. Having just finished off the last of an epic batch of fresh pesto, I was trying to think of ways to use the peppers, flipped open America's Test Kitchen and, hey presto, red pepper pesto. With a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/249406080537577737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=249406080537577737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/249406080537577737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/249406080537577737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/09/roasted-red-pepper-pesto.html' title='Roasted red pepper pesto.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sr6R28UwTII/AAAAAAAABNc/7VvLDBOxe5o/s72-c/DSCN1854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1688002098119177364</id><published>2009-08-06T11:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:08:50.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New look, new place, new... everything.</title><summary type='text'>August 24 - 30 is DC Restaurant Week.I just got weighed and body fat checked at the gym this morning- no surprise, following the concussion, the move, the trip, the return, etc. I'm up again. 145lb. 15.7%. That said, I'm still 15 lbs. lighter than I was when I first started working out over 2 years ago, still a size 8, and I'm relatively certain that if I actually DID my cardio (I'm a lying liar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1688002098119177364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1688002098119177364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1688002098119177364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1688002098119177364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-look-new-place-new-everything.html' title='New look, new place, new... everything.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1299902876571148863</id><published>2009-08-01T10:39:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:28:41.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>California (food) Love: Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from California, and boy are my arms tired.Well, that's a lie- I didn't just get back. Physically I've been back for a week, but mentally I'm still on the plane eastbound. It's hard to get the West Coast out of your mind. It took me two/three days to relax into it, by which time I had to start thinking about the return trip, because East Coasters? We're a tense, driven bunch. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1299902876571148863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1299902876571148863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1299902876571148863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1299902876571148863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/08/california-other-coast.html' title='California (food) Love: Part 1'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SnRlhFPfx0I/AAAAAAAABJc/rucOs_yPyuE/s72-c/FIG5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4410366110181392555</id><published>2009-04-28T20:53:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:56:11.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking: cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lemon ginger cake'/><title type='text'>Life is tart one moment and sweet the next.</title><summary type='text'>My electric oven exploded in a shower of sparks the day before Easter. But unlike Jesus, it didn't rise again.It was quite spectacular. I had just broiled a burger and sweet potato fries for dinner, and thought I'd  just, you know, lower the heat about 150F and then pop in the carrot cake I had promised to bring to Easter dinner at the farm.But alas, that's when the heating element in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4410366110181392555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4410366110181392555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4410366110181392555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4410366110181392555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-is-tart-one-moment-and-sweet-next.html' title='Life is tart one moment and sweet the next.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SfkGx2cefCI/AAAAAAAAA5g/dmVcWeGfYGw/s72-c/DSCN1313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-5634476598851759120</id><published>2009-03-17T22:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:55:24.546-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salad: roasted eggplant napoleon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><title type='text'>The memory of delicious things past.</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5634476598851759120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=5634476598851759120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5634476598851759120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5634476598851759120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/memory-of-delicious-things-past.html' title='The memory of delicious things past.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/ScLztREc0uI/AAAAAAAAAzA/V3Cx4y9Nj_s/s72-c/DSCN0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-8811915950248379562</id><published>2009-03-16T11:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:57:17.072-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner: pasta primavera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veggies'/><title type='text'>Spring fling</title><summary type='text'>March in D.C. is super fun. No wait, that's a total lie.That whole "in like a lion/out like a lamb" thing would be a nice change from the constant roaring winds of January and the dry February cold, but instead the sky is overcast and dull, regardless of temperature- no more snowboarding, but it's too cold for shorts. It could be 60F and still looks so unpleasant outside you hardly register the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8811915950248379562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=8811915950248379562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8811915950248379562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8811915950248379562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-fling.html' title='Spring fling'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sb8XoVICS6I/AAAAAAAAAyY/hFONe_FPEKA/s72-c/DSCN0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4663737913684657312</id><published>2009-01-02T15:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:15:36.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen: baking'/><title type='text'>Taste of the new year!</title><summary type='text'>Backpedaling a bit to Christmas. Made linzers and gingerbread and a Martha cookie that is good anytime, methinks. The flavors are good- a bit of citrus, chocolate, mellow marsala and nuts.Got a few compliments on these, which is nice considering I didn't use candied orange peel (which was scarce right before Christmas) but the stuff you put in a fruitcake. I picked out the pineapple, the cherries</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4663737913684657312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4663737913684657312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4663737913684657312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4663737913684657312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2009/01/taste-of-new-year.html' title='Taste of the new year!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SWDtrFGtC7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/_7VUkjiiOfw/s72-c/Cookies-Xmas-2008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1523080218335527569</id><published>2008-08-08T21:06:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:56:35.290-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='herbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking: cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lavender cookies'/><title type='text'>Lavender Cookies- Stop Making Scents!</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes things that smell very good taste pretty lousy.Case in point- potpourri, Yankee Candle products, lotions from Body Shop, etc. They smell fabulous, but you'd never in a million years think of putting them in your mouth. Or you would, but you sure as heck wouldn't want to swallow.That said, the smell of lavender, once confined only to the windowbox or the sachet under your pillow, is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1523080218335527569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1523080218335527569&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1523080218335527569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1523080218335527569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2008/08/lavender-cookies-stop-making-scents.html' title='Lavender Cookies- Stop Making Scents!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SJzyqpNkS0I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BOsTawPMOsw/s72-c/DSCN9367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-3555965507122958959</id><published>2008-07-30T09:02:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:52:12.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apricot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking: muffins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>White Chocolate Apricot Ginger Muffins- how's that for a title?</title><summary type='text'>I gave up bread almost two years ago now to slim down and I've never really gotten back into eating it- mostly because it was always the first thing to go as part of any diet I undertook, and was easy to give up. I miss enjoying it, but frankly I just never found it nourishing.I'm not a sandwich girl (except for my late grandmother's vaunted thick cut baloney sandwiches!) and at some point in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3555965507122958959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=3555965507122958959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/3555965507122958959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/3555965507122958959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2008/07/white-chocolate-apricot-ginger-muffins.html' title='White Chocolate Apricot Ginger Muffins- how&apos;s that for a title?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SJBsT2PgNFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/UD9fy0Y8hvM/s72-c/DSCN9291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-807974310928835382</id><published>2008-07-11T15:46:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:49:01.164-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soup: tom khaa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy thai cooking'/><title type='text'>Tom Khaa- the Thai chicken noodle.</title><summary type='text'>Tom Khaa is one of my favorite comfort foods. It's rich, savory, has a unique blend of flavors and even in warm weather it can refresh and soothe you. It's also made with ingredients that are becoming increasingly more common in your local grocery, which makes it an exotic treat that's easily in reach.I've had this soup numerous times, but predictably I didn't really enjoy it until I tried it in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/807974310928835382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=807974310928835382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/807974310928835382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/807974310928835382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2008/07/tom-khaa-thai-chicken-noodle.html' title='Tom Khaa- the Thai chicken noodle.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SHoi4JiW-qI/AAAAAAAAAFw/sylBDn2Yg08/s72-c/DSCN9170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-625777440392845096</id><published>2008-07-06T12:50:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:48:20.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks: lemonade'/><title type='text'>Adding zing to the same old thing.</title><summary type='text'>Lemonade is a tart, delicious refresher that can replenish you on a hot day without all the sugar of Gatorade. It's been around for years and is popular all over the world. Soft drink companies, capitalizing on the popularity, have made carbonated versions. In the UK they call it "lemon squash". Silly Britons! ;-)Not only lemonade good by itself over ice, but if you mix it you get all sorts of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/625777440392845096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=625777440392845096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/625777440392845096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/625777440392845096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2008/07/adding-zing-to-same-old-thing.html' title='Adding zing to the same old thing.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/SHo2aFDbPAI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MTxC09yTR8w/s72-c/DSCN9222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-8637055700017860340</id><published>2008-07-02T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:56:00.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has all the "good stuff" gone?</title><summary type='text'>It's still here, I just can't seem to get an internet connection to work consistently. This has been a source of major frustration, because how can one be sure one is living if one does not blog about it?However, I have it on good authority (the office IT guy and the good folks at MicroCenter) that this will change soonish. The Linksys dongle I have had since grad school has, apparently, hit the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8637055700017860340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=8637055700017860340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8637055700017860340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/8637055700017860340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-has-all-good-stuff-gone.html' title='Where has all the &quot;good stuff&quot; gone?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-2083583774975585626</id><published>2007-09-07T22:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T16:50:27.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit: figs'/><title type='text'>Figs, cheese, wine and plans.</title><summary type='text'>Dried figs are good, but fresh figs, with cheese? Delicious. I finally found some of that amazing Lemon Stilton I've been looking for at Whole Foods, of all places. In fact, while the woman behind the counter was giving me a sample three other people came up and wanted to try it as well. It was perfect- creamy, slightly sweet, studded with shreds of candied lemon peel.Since my $6 wedge was handed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2083583774975585626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=2083583774975585626&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2083583774975585626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2083583774975585626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/09/figs-cheese-wine-and-plans.html' title='Figs, cheese, wine and plans.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RuIQYsPPMvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mD0uL2IxZzI/s72-c/DSCN7538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-2363732606284640413</id><published>2007-08-30T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T08:57:49.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give a fig.</title><summary type='text'>To say "I don't give a fig" is to say one doesn't care. There are some interesting schools of thought on why "fig" is used- mostly impolite, given the center of the fresh fruit's resemblance to female genitalia. It would seem to me that the outside of the dried fruit's wizened appearance makes it look like the lowliest, saddest object, and therefore a good representation of how little, sad and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2363732606284640413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=2363732606284640413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2363732606284640413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2363732606284640413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/give-fig.html' title='Give a fig.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1109050218997617753</id><published>2007-08-27T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T10:04:21.654-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>I've got a little list.</title><summary type='text'>Everyone's excited about the new place. Because, while I'm waiting for the current tenant to vacate, I'm hanging out at the family manse. Which is fairly large, but not enough for me, my stuff, my parents and their stuff, not to mention a room half full of my sister's stuff (she's got her own place, but she still left behind a lot of... stuff). And did I mention the storage locker where my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1109050218997617753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1109050218997617753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1109050218997617753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1109050218997617753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-got-little-list.html' title='I&apos;ve got a little list.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-151851069906734238</id><published>2007-08-20T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:04:11.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And... we're back!</title><summary type='text'>I'm pleased to report that I have found a place to live! It's about 5 miles from where I currently hang my hat, and it's got everything I want- reasonable rent, a good sized kitchen with a pass-through (and with more cabinets then there are closets in the whole place), windows in every room (but not the kitchen- the bathroom, but not the kitchen), and a washer/dryer. I'm moving in the middle of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/151851069906734238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=151851069906734238&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/151851069906734238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/151851069906734238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-were-back.html' title='And... we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-6640561723758803054</id><published>2007-07-12T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:02:31.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus, bye-atus.</title><summary type='text'>Hey there. Miss me?(Gosh, that's sweet of you.)I'm really busy with the whole "looking for a place to live" thing.(Do I buy a house and have a live-in renter? Do I rent a basement space? A studio? A 1BR? A condo?)It's pretty much taken over my life, actually.But I'll be back as soon as I am all settled in, because I've been excited about the prospect of having my own kitchen for so long that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6640561723758803054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=6640561723758803054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6640561723758803054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6640561723758803054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/hiatus-bye-atus.html' title='Hiatus, bye-atus.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-514150275048345105</id><published>2007-07-05T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:33:28.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break.</title><summary type='text'>When the newest issue of Food&amp;Wine came out with its list of the 10 top chefs I was all excited. DC's Johnny Monis of Komi is on the cover and so I emailed a local reviewer (EL) and suggested we check out Komi (and Monis) together.A few days later, EL emailed to say that Chef Monis decided to stop offering an a la carte menu and go to a prix fixe for $78/person. Which would be okay except that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/514150275048345105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=514150275048345105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/514150275048345105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/514150275048345105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1668676903671737602</id><published>2007-06-30T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:02:24.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's cooking at the movies.</title><summary type='text'>Not for a very long time have I actually been excited about a movie.(Okay, that's sort of a lie. "Hot Fuzz" was worth getting all het up about. And Harry Potter comes out in less than 2 weeks...)Not for a very long time have I actually been excited about a movie ostensibly centered around food.That thing with Catherine Zeta-Jones in it? It's looks like that Kate Hudson movie, but with a chef as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1668676903671737602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1668676903671737602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1668676903671737602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1668676903671737602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-cooking-at-movies.html' title='What&apos;s cooking at the movies.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RokSFC2ePzI/AAAAAAAAADk/8sPNyXXqXq8/s72-c/ap_ratatouille_070629_ssh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-9052956541277792527</id><published>2007-06-19T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:39:44.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do try this at home.</title><summary type='text'>I had to post this recipe which I found in the archives of the blog Cupcakes Take the Cake.Had to.I love Buzz and Rustico, but I'm also a giant fan of trying things at home (besides which, $6 for one in a restaurant versus $6 for a dozen or more? The choice is obvious!), so:Guinness Chocolate Cupcakes from Detroit Free PressMakes: About 30Preparation time: 20 minutesTotal time: 50 minutes (plus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9052956541277792527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=9052956541277792527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/9052956541277792527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/9052956541277792527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-try-this-at-home.html' title='Do try this at home.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-5040628120051013350</id><published>2007-06-15T07:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:45:59.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scoop: Perfect!</title><summary type='text'>Having not yet invested in a CrackBerry I still get the bulk of my news from a daily digest of The Post (I'm a Washingtonian, sue me)  called "Express" which is available free from boxes near Metro stations and bus stops, and The Today Show when it's on at the gym and I'm up.Sad, I know.This is why I have just now learned of David Leibovitz's "The Perfect Scoop." Never mind that it's been talked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5040628120051013350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=5040628120051013350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5040628120051013350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5040628120051013350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/scoop-perfect.html' title='The Scoop: Perfect!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RnKBE8VciaI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zk-odPTQFF4/s72-c/perfectscoop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4142476448033160837</id><published>2007-06-14T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:30:20.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aural bites.</title><summary type='text'>Without a trace of irony I can say right now that I love iTunes. Love it. Not only do I get singles for $1.29 a pop (that can now be burned multiple times/played on many different players, etc.) from albums that in toto I might loathe, but I also get podcasts. Podcasts that I can listen to at work. Podcasts about food and cooking. Yay!The two latest additions to my suscriber list are KCRW's Good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4142476448033160837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4142476448033160837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4142476448033160837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4142476448033160837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/aural-bites.html' title='Aural bites.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RnKFYcVcicI/AAAAAAAAADE/Xcw03kJ2ZTg/s72-c/wolfgang_dumpling200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-1893332389375233181</id><published>2007-06-13T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:16:43.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Bubbly and sweet.</title><summary type='text'>The first time I tried bubble tea I hated it. Don't judge me.I know how bad this sounds. How can anyone, you say accusingly, hate a drink that is sweet, frothy and full of delicious, chewiness? How?!I think the problem lay in my choice of shop. I was at Ten Ren Tea Ginseng Company in Rockville and ordered the plum tea. It was full of ginseng (um, duh!), which I loathe. Ginseng has a strong taste </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1893332389375233181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=1893332389375233181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1893332389375233181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/1893332389375233181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/bubbly-and-sweet.html' title='Bubbly and sweet.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RnKfY8VcidI/AAAAAAAAADM/iGW2MMaODuo/s72-c/0613071243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-830673448088876081</id><published>2007-05-30T13:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:20:42.618-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Thank you, Dairy Godmother.</title><summary type='text'>I love frozen desserts. Love them. King Cones, Drumsticks and ice cream sandwiches are my drugs of choice. When Ben&amp;Jerry's has a new flavor, I'm there. When Haagen Dasz has free cone day I will find a way, even if it's across town. Godiva mails me coupons for free Chocolixirs. I may be on a diet and exercise regime to get me into a tankini this summer, but I'd sooner give up my martinis than my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/830673448088876081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=830673448088876081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/830673448088876081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/830673448088876081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-you-dairy-godmother.html' title='Thank you, Dairy Godmother.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Rl3LG4cXlmI/AAAAAAAAACU/pNEr727ub1w/s72-c/0528071407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-412709686880934249</id><published>2007-05-23T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T10:12:18.052-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>The $6 cupcake.</title><summary type='text'>Screw what they say on the streets of NYC these days, cupcakes are the new black. They are small, sweet, and just enough dessert for one person who just wants a little something. When I get my new place (fingers crossed) I'm getting little Sili cupcake cups first, because Chockylit and Garrett rock my world with all their fabulous recipes. Really.Last night I met a friend at Buzz for a little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/412709686880934249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=412709686880934249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/412709686880934249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/412709686880934249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/05/6-cupcake.html' title='The $6 cupcake.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RlRLk4cXljI/AAAAAAAAACA/zPwOEO5rI9s/s72-c/0523070942.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-865001190586370142</id><published>2007-05-10T08:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:20:21.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The wedding and all that came after.</title><summary type='text'>Hi there. Remember me? The girl who dieted and lived to tell about it?Well, the wedding went off beautifully. The bride was contagious, she burned like a bride (thank you Paul Simon). Despite the big day being on Friday the 13th, there were no little dramas to speak of, aside from the photographer being a tad flaky and keeping us poor ladies outside in the cold for far too long while she issued </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/865001190586370142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=865001190586370142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/865001190586370142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/865001190586370142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-and-all-that-came-after.html' title='The wedding and all that came after.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-2619289814550796718</id><published>2007-04-05T20:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:04:47.758-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking: red velvet cake'/><title type='text'>Like buttah.</title><summary type='text'>So where have I been? Under the thumb (hem?) of the bridesmaid's dress, which will be calling the shots in terms of food intake and exercise for another week. That did not, however, stop me from fulfilling a promise to a friend- namely a red velvet birthday cake from scratch for a surprise party.I had promised, in a moment of weakness, to bake a cake for a surprise party for a friend of mine. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2619289814550796718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=2619289814550796718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2619289814550796718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/2619289814550796718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-buttah.html' title='Like buttah.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Rhfo98tIOsI/AAAAAAAAABo/wUCZH95bBws/s72-c/DSCN7386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-6073981943805806080</id><published>2007-03-14T19:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:04:07.521-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac &apos;n&apos; cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert: Jello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner: tuna hotdish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jello mold'/><title type='text'>Did the casse-roll or did the Jell-O mold?</title><summary type='text'>Both and the rolling and wiggling were a treat to watch, doncha know?JC called to see what I was bringing to our Midwestern potluck. He was making "Tuna Hotdish" (translation: "tuna mac") and wanted to know if I'd give green bean casserole a shot."Aw geez, I dunno," I said, doing my best Frances McDormand. "I was thinking of doing Jell-O instead. Too many vegetables, you know. Folks might not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6073981943805806080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=6073981943805806080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6073981943805806080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6073981943805806080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-casserole-or-did-jell-o-mold.html' title='Did the casse-roll or did the Jell-O mold?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/RfikMFvytLI/AAAAAAAAABE/AQlp1lqFutk/s72-c/DSCN7056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-6913143509793223417</id><published>2007-03-14T11:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:59:26.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's this on my salt bagel?</title><summary type='text'>(Warning: yucky, health-related stuff ahead. Yup, here there be phlegm!)After a 'bout with the flu and spending 3.5 days straight in bed (literally), I thought I was all better. I wanted very much to believe it, because, well, it's faux-spring in DC: 70F and freakishly sunny. No one wants to be sick in faux-spring. My nose wasn't running anymore, just jogging languidly and I no longer had a fever</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6913143509793223417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=6913143509793223417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6913143509793223417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/6913143509793223417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-this-on-my-salt-bagel.html' title='What&apos;s this on my salt bagel?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-5451750717043703511</id><published>2007-02-15T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:17:50.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been a bad, bad blogger.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I admit it. I suck. I joined a gym, I took a break from eating out, I let a bridesmaid's dress tell me what to do.I also got wikkid sick and lost all feeling in my tastebuds. Bah!Anyway, casserole recipes to come, as promised.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5451750717043703511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=5451750717043703511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5451750717043703511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/5451750717043703511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-been-bad-bad-blogger.html' title='I&apos;ve been a bad, bad blogger.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-100559625711255218</id><published>2007-02-12T14:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:02:51.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I really just do that?</title><summary type='text'>Ever have one of those days when your brain just shuts down? Like when you go to check up on the newest Harry Potter book and your browser takes you here? Or you fall head over heels for a singer you find on iTunes and discover she's a trainwreck? Or you contemplate the list of candidates for the next election?Uh... where was I? Oh yeah...For a midwest-themed dinner and a viewing of one of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/100559625711255218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=100559625711255218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/100559625711255218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/100559625711255218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/did-i-really-just-do-that.html' title='Did I really just do that?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-4020588690543223232</id><published>2007-01-31T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:56:50.142-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>The jobs, they are a-changin.'</title><summary type='text'>Where have I been? Oh my word, as my friend CS likes to say, I don't know where to start.To keep it short:I got a new publishing job (i.e. I'm not longer temping/contracting) and once again I am in front of the computer all day. But this job is different from past endeavors in that it is truly what I wanted/needed. (The only thing that would make it better is if it were food-related. Really.) And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4020588690543223232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=4020588690543223232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4020588690543223232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/4020588690543223232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/01/cranky.html' title='The jobs, they are a-changin.&apos;'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116844436088346570</id><published>2007-01-10T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:40:56.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Thursday: The Return!</title><summary type='text'>Restaurant Week will continue with abandon, but I am behind on my IRA, so I must content myself with Cookie Thursday, returning this week (along with Grey's Anatomy. Pure coincidence, I tell you!).Cookie Thursday has become my way of celebrating the end of the week- indeed, just having that week is cause for celebration! I baking cookies, relax with jazz or one of the few tv shows I like to watch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116844436088346570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116844436088346570&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116844436088346570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116844436088346570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/01/cookie-thursday-return.html' title='Cookie Thursday: The Return!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116837723197582189</id><published>2007-01-09T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:49:59.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>All this... and more.</title><summary type='text'>Well, that was interesting. AT took some photos and hopefully she'll send them along, but until then, hopefully my words will be sufficient.After fretting somewhat about the state of my mane, I had resigned myself to looking a shambles at our Restaurant Week outing at Corduroy. I'd lost my ponytail holder and didn't have a brush on me (and believe me, I needed it!). A coworker noticed my distress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116837723197582189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116837723197582189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116837723197582189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116837723197582189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-this-and-more.html' title='All this... and more.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116828731150199956</id><published>2007-01-08T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T16:13:10.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurant week- at last!</title><summary type='text'>After years of missing this due to overwhelming cases of either apathy or ignorance, I managed to get in on restaurant week! A dear friend, who I haven't had a chance to see since early last month, got reservations at Corduroy and I got a spot. I'm quite excited because not only will I be sharing the meal with dear, lovely BR, but Corduroy has been on my list of places to try and for one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116828731150199956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116828731150199956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116828731150199956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116828731150199956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/01/restaurant-week-at-last.html' title='Restaurant week- at last!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116771959150734038</id><published>2007-01-01T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T14:21:54.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil you say...</title><summary type='text'>Okay, no food here. Again. I overindulged and now I'm paying the piper. And it's going to get worse, because per my resolutions I have to start exercising again and eating less. (Sigh.) That said, I have dinner plans from now until March, including 4 parties which means new recipes and possibly the Martha cake. Woo-HOO!Today I had a half of a bagel with salmon cream cheese and then swanned around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116771959150734038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116771959150734038&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116771959150734038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116771959150734038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2007/01/devil-you-say.html' title='The Devil you say...'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116748535767807824</id><published>2006-12-30T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T16:05:05.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolved!</title><summary type='text'>My list of 27 resolutions (and things to do) in 2007:1.) Join the Y. I have got to look good in a bridesmaid's dress in April- for me!2.) Get a job. Not an "okay for now" job, a career.3.) Start listening to people who believe in me.4.) Study that copy of Strunk&amp;White and get the difference between a semi-colon and a colon firmly planted in the ol' noggin.5.) Take a food writing class.6.) Try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116748535767807824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116748535767807824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116748535767807824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116748535767807824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/resolved.html' title='Resolved!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116724516082809435</id><published>2006-12-28T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:48:18.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous in the kitchen.</title><summary type='text'>I got a copy of "How I Learned to Cook" for Christmas. (Ever notice that book covers sometimes incorporate the hot colors for the fashion season? Gotta love the trendy blue and brown there.)Subtitled "Culinary Educations From the World's Greatest Chefs", it's the one I'll be picking up after I finish "Heat," which is another story of men who are (as my friend Branden says about me) "armed with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116724516082809435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116724516082809435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116724516082809435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116724516082809435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/dangerous-in-kitchen.html' title='Dangerous in the kitchen.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116715260396877399</id><published>2006-12-26T11:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:02:45.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert: cassata alla Sicilianna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'>28 hours later...</title><summary type='text'>Christmas was a roaring success! My sister and I did not fight, I was tired and stressed but kept the cracks from showing, everyone loved their gifts (yay!) and I learned some very valuable lessons.Lesson 1: Communication is very important. Proper communication means not receiving 3 bottles of Philosophy bodywash- all lovely, to be sure, but I could swear I typed "or" rather than "and" on my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116715260396877399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116715260396877399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116715260396877399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116715260396877399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/28-hours-later.html' title='28 hours later...'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116641570617036040</id><published>2006-12-17T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:21:31.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierogi party.</title><summary type='text'>Shake your pierogi, baby. Then bake it, bake it, bake it like a... cake. Yeah.Okay, so I'm not going to be a pop lyricist.Since my Christmas shopping was done, the cards were out and the tree was still sitting on the back porch (Mom likes to wait until Christmas Eve to decorate) I decided to take Mike up on an offer made in the fall and head out to Luray for a little cooking party.My friend Jen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116641570617036040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116641570617036040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116641570617036040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116641570617036040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/pierogi-party.html' title='Pierogi party.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116622313717367712</id><published>2006-12-15T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T19:46:57.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><summary type='text'>Despite getting little or no sleep last night I dragged my arse out of bed this morning and hit the maul and got my shopping all done! In one hour. Seriously.My friend GS asked my secret. Here it is:Be born into a family of folks who like to cook.That's right! Easy! I went to Crate &amp; Barrel and, with the help of a spectacular store designer named Corinne, bought all my gifts in one hour and was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116622313717367712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116622313717367712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116622313717367712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116622313717367712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116559632653331400</id><published>2006-12-13T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T11:06:23.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea-total.</title><summary type='text'>I love tea. Love it. Am I a well woman? Perhaps not, but at this time of year I'm a cozy and happy woman.The other day I went to the store and found Cranberry and Blood Orange tea. I nearly fainted with joy. Blood oranges are lovely, but that's another post. And about a month ago I got all excited when I found recipes for tea cookies on the web. Think about it, it's the best of both worlds: tea </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116559632653331400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116559632653331400&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116559632653331400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116559632653331400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/tea-total.html' title='Tea-total.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116595100654198797</id><published>2006-12-12T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:06:29.340-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Martha, Martha, Martha.</title><summary type='text'>Just got a call from the camera shop- Pookie has to be shipped back to the factory for repairs, which means no pics until after the holidays. I kinda knew this was going to happen. Cameras are tricky beasts- there is never EVER a good time to send them to the factory. Imagine some gorgeous, brown cookies with a sprinkle of... sprinkles. Now, read on...It's that time of year again. Having not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116595100654198797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116595100654198797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116595100654198797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116595100654198797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/martha-martha-martha.html' title='Martha, Martha, Martha.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116589871053378681</id><published>2006-12-11T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:10:27.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than chocolate?</title><summary type='text'>Okay, this post is going to be a challenge because the camera (aka "Pookie") is in the shop with a sprained... flash bulb. I've had to forgo several photo treks and have been unable to adequately document a few cooking projects, but I must forge ahead. Bear with me.What could be better than shoes? That's the question. What, indeed?To a chocolate lover the answer is clear- a bar of bittersweet (or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116589871053378681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116589871053378681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116589871053378681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116589871053378681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/better-than-chocolate.html' title='Better than chocolate?'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116377945024565047</id><published>2006-12-10T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:38:41.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to a Cheese.</title><summary type='text'>The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. ~G.K. ChestertonSilly poets.Did you know that cheese predates Christ? Its storied history stretches back to the Greeks who molded curdled milk in holey boxes to let the whey drain- a possible precursor to the brie box. Legend has it that the first cheese was accidentally fermented in the saddle bags of a travelling Arab who was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116377945024565047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116377945024565047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116377945024565047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116377945024565047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/ode-to-cheese.html' title='Ode to a Cheese.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116529144412137780</id><published>2006-12-04T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T16:10:39.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Read it and eat.</title><summary type='text'>Got my copy of Heat in the mail, which is good because it's wikkid cold outside.Which makes it a perfect day to hit Tryst for cocoa and a comfy seat to do some reading and reflecting.With it's comfy couches, which you may find yourself sharing with some creative and interesting folks, and tables stuffed in every nook and cranny, Tryst is a hotspot at any hour. The food is delicious, but it's the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116529144412137780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116529144412137780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116529144412137780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116529144412137780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/read-it-and-eat.html' title='Read it and eat.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116520230801268603</id><published>2006-12-03T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:26:51.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The pleasures of pumpkin.</title><summary type='text'>A pumpkin is a wonderful vegetable.They're a harbinger of fall, of new school shoes and leaves on the ground. As a kid we cut the shapes of pumpkins out of orange construction paper to decorate our classrooms. We carve them, turning them into lanterns for departed spirits. We grow them big for fun. We eat them savory- stuffing them with rice and beef- and sweet, putting them in pies and breads.In</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116520230801268603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116520230801268603&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116520230801268603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116520230801268603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/12/pleasures-of-pumpkin.html' title='The pleasures of pumpkin.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116493738701966501</id><published>2006-11-29T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T14:53:47.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Pieces.</title><summary type='text'>Our turkey did not have a name.Our turkey was raised on a farm in Church Hill, MD, owned by a friend of Dad's. While the unnamed bird had an organic diet, he was not free range. He and his birdy buddies were fed, possibly by hand, daily by Dad's friend Marty and maybe also his lovely wife Yieva. Gracious people, with taste and poise, who raise animals for food and keep happy dogs and scared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116493738701966501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116493738701966501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116493738701966501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116493738701966501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/rest-in-pieces.html' title='Rest In Pieces.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116494642902797312</id><published>2006-11-21T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:13:49.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The why of cranberry.</title><summary type='text'>There is a kind of science in cranberry sauce.The reduction of bourbon dappled with ginger, orange zest and minced shallot.The exhalation of unexpected flavors, melding in the pan.The berries popping and splitting their skins.The thickening effect of the pectin, just as you were beginning to panic and reach for the cornstarch.The sigh that escapes you when you realize how easy it really is. How </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116494642902797312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116494642902797312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116494642902797312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116494642902797312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-of-cranberry.html' title='The why of cranberry.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116377768797574933</id><published>2006-11-17T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:25:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Lucy.</title><summary type='text'>Lucy is my neighbor's new Russian Terrier. Right now she's a tiny, bite-y puppy, all curly black fur and saucer-sized paws. But someday she will be large and less fun to cuddle on one's lap.Short story, tiny doggie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116377768797574933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116377768797574933&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116377768797574933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116377768797574933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/story-of-lucy.html' title='The Story of Lucy.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116373786754622201</id><published>2006-11-16T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:02:16.133-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Nothing doing.</title><summary type='text'>For the third Thursday night in a row I was home this evening, doing nothing, and it was great. Okay, not really. I was baking a batch of flourless peanut butter cookies and watching my favorite hour of medical angst. But since I wasn't out on a date,  or drinking and dancing up a storm, to most of my friends that evening's events would be considered "doing nothing."Ever actually do "nothing"? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116373786754622201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116373786754622201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116373786754622201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116373786754622201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-doing.html' title='Nothing doing.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116356212868016095</id><published>2006-11-14T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:35:22.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>The secret ingredient.</title><summary type='text'>Herbs are fun. Not just the "twigs and seeds to meet your needs," kind of fun. The "fool your friends and impress people" kind of fun. They add a hint of something without revealing themselves. Crush fresh flowering thyme between your fingers and the scent gently overwhelms- green, full and clean. Dried and added to stuffing it's more subtle, flashing across your tongue and disappearing before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116356212868016095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116356212868016095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116356212868016095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116356212868016095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/secret-ingredient.html' title='The secret ingredient.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116326160920209477</id><published>2006-11-11T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:10:29.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things you should never do.</title><summary type='text'>When you've had a long long looooong week, and a busy weekend ahead of you there are oh so many thing you just shouldn't do. Because they might make you have fun.First off, when you've had a bad day at work you should never ever go out with your cousin who makes you laugh so hard you can't breathe, and have a drink. Because one drink can become two and no good can come of that. Especially if that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116326160920209477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116326160920209477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116326160920209477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116326160920209477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-you-should-never-do.html' title='Things you should never do.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116317403635920014</id><published>2006-11-10T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:07:10.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Having a pulse.</title><summary type='text'>Last night, for the very first time in my life, I learned how to use a food processor properly, and all because of a cookie dough recipe.Pshaw! You say. How can you love food and cooking, as you claim to do, without knowing something how to use something so integral to food preparation as a Cuisinart?Well, 'cause a resourceful lil' moppet such as meself never had to use one. Our blender, which is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116317403635920014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116317403635920014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116317403635920014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116317403635920014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/having-pulse.html' title='Having a pulse.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116308387777832505</id><published>2006-11-09T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T19:09:22.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food issues.</title><summary type='text'>Hi, my name is Liz and I'm a food-committophobe.Hi Liz!It's not that I can't commit to food as a whole. Heck, I've been with food longer than any relationship. (Except my mother, of course. In fact I can truly blame food and my mother for being two of the major influences on my character.) I love food. Food and I are like this. The problem is that "food routine" frightens me.I can't do diets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116308387777832505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116308387777832505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116308387777832505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116308387777832505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/food-issues.html' title='Food issues.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116261979370584941</id><published>2006-11-04T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:13:09.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will work for food.</title><summary type='text'>I recently started a fab new job, rife with opportunity and... food. I was warned when I started that my office was all about food and so far it has, as advertised, been all about food. We've been out to some really fantastic local 'strants including an Indian place and a kabob place, both of which left me stuffed to the gills and happy as a clam. (How's that for a mixed image- can you tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116261979370584941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116261979370584941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116261979370584941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116261979370584941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/will-work-for-food.html' title='Will work for food.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116239841416183115</id><published>2006-11-01T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:59:53.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing that novel.</title><summary type='text'>I have decided to attempt NaNoWriMo this year. And so, new copy of Will Write for Food in hand, I am going to try and get through 50,000 words in a month. Starting today. I've been joking about writing a novel about Japan for along time, however, this won't be it.I will post a widget so that if anyone feels like nagging me they can check my progress.(I hear there's one for blogging too, but I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116239841416183115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116239841416183115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116239841416183115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116239841416183115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/11/writing-that-novel.html' title='Writing that novel.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116233100408257458</id><published>2006-10-30T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:39:44.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Running with scissors.</title><summary type='text'>(Good movie, by the way.)Remember that sea shanty that included the verse that starts "What do you do with a drunken sailor?"I have a new one- "What do you do with a snarky waiter?"The answer may seem simple- more 'tude, less tip- but it isn't if you're in a large party and the gratuity is tacked onto your bill automatically.Monday night we took BJ out for her b-day to The Melting Pot. Fondue can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116233100408257458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116233100408257458&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116233100408257458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116233100408257458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/running-with-scissors.html' title='Running with scissors.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116222426395282211</id><published>2006-10-29T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:43:12.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday again.</title><summary type='text'>Birthdays in my family are not an isolated incident. You can celebrate with friends, you can hit a bistro with your folks, but the birthday itself is not complete until the family gets together and goes to extremes- lots of food, lots of wine, lots of presents, and lots of family.On my birthday I'd gone out with friends and two days later there had been a barcrawl, so I was pretty much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116222426395282211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116222426395282211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116222426395282211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116222426395282211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday-again.html' title='Birthday again.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116180355111898642</id><published>2006-10-25T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:52:15.230-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Not for children.</title><summary type='text'>DC is a lot of things: it is not cheap, it is not all that child-friendly, it is not particularly fun, but it is a playground for the rich and style-deprived. (Seriously. Young men born and bred in this town have no sense of humor when it comes to clothing. And if you aren't wearing a suit, girlfriend, with yo mama's pearls, you're not going to be taken seriously- but do say "no" to too much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116180355111898642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116180355111898642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116180355111898642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116180355111898642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-for-children.html' title='Not for children.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116129205066009537</id><published>2006-10-19T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T12:59:22.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a new drug.</title><summary type='text'>One that won't make me sickOne that won't make me crash my carOr make me feel 6 feet thick--Huey Lewis and the NewsOkay, so I have a problem. I just spent $15 on "food" to get me through the day (I say "food" because it's mostly frozen or quickie stuff- I am sick and I hurt) and I can't taste any of it! Seriously. My tastebuds, when faced with Ethnic Gourmet's Chicken Pad Thai, adamantly refused </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116129205066009537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116129205066009537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116129205066009537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116129205066009537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-new-drug.html' title='I want a new drug.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116122598207481213</id><published>2006-10-18T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:43:22.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being sick sucks.</title><summary type='text'>And not even a pint of this helps. Bleah. There goes the diet.These are milk caramels from Japan- Hokkaido specifically. The writing on the bag is good Engrish- "At last! A not too sticky calcium enriched soft-candy that's both healthy and tasty!" Wait a minute, that actually makes sense. Oh no! It's the apocalypse, and it's coming this way! RUN!!!Healthy my arse. These things are like crack. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116122598207481213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116122598207481213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116122598207481213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116122598207481213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/being-sick-sucks.html' title='Being sick sucks.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116111588485281064</id><published>2006-10-17T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T22:28:26.003-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>A little dab'll do ya.</title><summary type='text'>Being stuck with a large container of sesame seeds puts a girl in a position of wanting to putter around the kitchen. Really, it does.I love cookies, and Martha, despite my recollections (obviously false) doesn't use them in her Xmas cookies, or at least she didn't in last year's cookie issue. So I had to surf, surf and surf some more. Oh, if only this were LA and I wasn't being glib about that..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116111588485281064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116111588485281064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116111588485281064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116111588485281064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-dabll-do-ya.html' title='A little dab&apos;ll do ya.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116096652049741950</id><published>2006-10-15T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T17:43:23.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The fairest food of all.</title><summary type='text'>The Renaissance Festival comes around every year for 6 weeks and pretty much serves the dual purpose of destroying everyone's diets and ruining whatever education about the Renaissance that you've received up until that point.For example, at no point during the Renaissance were there toy gryphons or dragons that rode around on peoples' shoulders. Really. I checked. Also not sure about the face </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116096652049741950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116096652049741950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116096652049741950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116096652049741950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/fairest-food-of-all.html' title='The fairest food of all.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116085449145052603</id><published>2006-10-14T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T16:01:19.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Even moms love them.</title><summary type='text'>Mom always knows what's best, but when she starts watching your waistline for you, things can get ugly up in here. You know what I'm saying?I was a sickly child who couldn't keep food down, but after a handy dandy operation I was restored to full health and my mother jokes that I've been trying to catch up on my food intake ever since. Unfortunately as you get older that cute little habit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116085449145052603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116085449145052603&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116085449145052603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116085449145052603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/even-moms-love-them.html' title='Even moms love them.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116077253187248044</id><published>2006-10-13T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:08:29.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky.</title><summary type='text'>Well, the day is almost over and so far nothing really catastrophic has happened (she said, touching wood... er, formica.) Aside from waiting for a phonecall and missing a movie I wanted to go see. Ah well, there's always Monday.Dinner last night was great fun. The restaurant was a total revelation. Apart from being not at all what I expected (the description made it sound like it was someone's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116077253187248044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116077253187248044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116077253187248044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116077253187248044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/lucky.html' title='Lucky.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115911190125240610</id><published>2006-10-12T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:15:02.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><summary type='text'>Me on the Billy Goat Trail. Could not ask for a better day.What a glorious day!Jimmy Buffett was on the Today Show. The sun is out and I'm about to go on a hike. When I get back I will probably hit the store to pick up a few ingredients so that I can try out a recipe for banana cake- I just happen to have 2 bananas that are on their way out.Tonight it's dinner with friends, Saturday is a par-tay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115911190125240610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115911190125240610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115911190125240610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115911190125240610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116059421634069672</id><published>2006-10-11T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:42:52.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just wild about Harry.</title><summary type='text'>"Talk to me, Harry London, tell me all about it!"--"Gentleman Prefer Blondes" (with apologies to Joseph Fields and Anita Loos)Yet another reason to love Fall- cider, mulled wine, and even better it's almost cocoa season.Cocoa ain't just for kids- we spike it with liqueurs, top it with unsweetened whipped cream, stir in some cinnamon and a touch of chili powder, make it with whole milk and dark, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116059421634069672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116059421634069672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116059421634069672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116059421634069672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-wild-about-harry.html' title='Just wild about Harry.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116047086606037227</id><published>2006-10-09T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:18:06.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This gorgeous pie.</title><summary type='text'>"The only thing Columbus discovered was that he was lost!" -- Windom Earle"Do you want some more pie? A whole pie?"YES I WOULD MISS JOHNSON. AND A PIECE OF PAPER AND A PENCIL. I PLAN ON WRITING AN EPIC POEM ABOUT THIS GORGEOUS PIE!"-- Gordon Cole to Shelley JohnsonTwin Peaks (1990)Happy European Colonialist Oppressor Day! Or Happy Columbus Day, depending on where your alliances lie. Personally, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116047086606037227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116047086606037227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116047086606037227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116047086606037227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-gorgeous-pie.html' title='This gorgeous pie.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-116044655521639356</id><published>2006-10-06T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T15:04:44.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious menagerie.</title><summary type='text'>I've been getting some fantastic-sounding spam lately. It's all the same when you open it, but the subject lines just plain sing to me. There's "into a caustic verbal 6", "musing scoundrel", "multiple sclerosis sniffle", "Australian deliberate barter", and others. Of course when you open them there is an ad for a  rather unpoetic pink plastic... toy. The kind that makes my spine hurt just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/116044655521639356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=116044655521639356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116044655521639356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/116044655521639356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/delicious-menagerie.html' title='Delicious menagerie.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115980221474908079</id><published>2006-10-02T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:21:50.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for giggles.</title><summary type='text'>I am a giggler.When something that defies all logic is happening to me- usually a malfunctioning machine or a person who is clearly not making any earthly sense or a dough made with yeast that has not risen and clearly doesn't intend to- I giggle because whatever is happening is so very bizarre that I just don't know how else to respond. Getting angry hardly seems worth it, unless I'm on a tight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115980221474908079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115980221474908079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115980221474908079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115980221474908079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-for-giggles.html' title='Just for giggles.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115975338547513675</id><published>2006-10-01T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T08:46:18.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty bastards.</title><summary type='text'>This is how a Sunday should end. Or start, depending on how early you get up and how you feel about mimosas. We feel very good about them, thank you.It is almost wrong how a combination of orange juice and champagne can immeasurably improve one's outlook on life. Not to mention curing one of that nasty clearheadedness that makes one think of an impending Monday. More mimosas, I say. But only for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115975338547513675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115975338547513675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115975338547513675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115975338547513675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/10/crafty-bastards.html' title='Crafty bastards.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115963996479588768</id><published>2006-09-30T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T14:12:44.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Food on film.</title><summary type='text'>I love to write, always have. I lack the discipline to do it regularly, but blogging helps. For some reason pens and paper have been for drawing rather than storytelling.I have this funny habit of keeping a lot in my head rather than putting everything down on the page- it tends to leave people guessing a lot, which is one of the reasons I like blogging, because it allows you to edit without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115963996479588768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115963996479588768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115963996479588768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115963996479588768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/food-on-film.html' title='Food on film.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115947021579267129</id><published>2006-09-28T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:43:28.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress dummy.</title><summary type='text'>My cousin is getting married! My little cousin!The one I kept trying to run away from on the cruise ship when we were little. The one who hid behind the den curtains and yelled "boo!" The one who got drunk on champagne at 6 and was discovered lying on our kitchen floor singing songs. The pearl-wearing, skirt-clad, stiletto-shod cutie who went to a granola college in the midwest and was dubbed "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115947021579267129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115947021579267129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115947021579267129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115947021579267129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/dress-dummy.html' title='Dress dummy.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115941114081838391</id><published>2006-09-27T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T23:14:17.926-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>$4 lobsta y'all.</title><summary type='text'>We went to yet another sushi joint the other night. This one was in Vienna- on a stretch of Route 7 infested with car dealerships and fast food. It's a bit industrial and not really pedestrian friendly in feel, it's in an area I have only been to when shopping (ugh, Tyson's Corner), and once for a freelance job I picked up the summer after college. In other words, not really my stomping ground. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115941114081838391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115941114081838391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115941114081838391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115941114081838391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/4-lobsta-yall.html' title='$4 lobsta y&apos;all.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115927920249333998</id><published>2006-09-26T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T10:28:20.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning and re-turning.</title><summary type='text'>The folks are back, safe and sound, from Montana, where they had a lovely time fishing and enjoying the national parks, etc. That's good news.The stove and oven are fixed! It was an issue having to do with fuses and wiring. That's more good news.I am back to flipping through cookbooks and magazines and dreaming. That's bad news.On the other hand, Mom let me fix dinner last night. She had a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115927920249333998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115927920249333998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115927920249333998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115927920249333998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/turning-and-re-turning.html' title='Turning and re-turning.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115897820286162263</id><published>2006-09-23T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:08:07.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So good, so wrong.</title><summary type='text'> Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.  ~Benjamin FranklinWithout ice cream, there would be darkness and chaos.  ~Don KardongLife is full of simple pleasures. However, do they stop becoming pleasures when they start to make your belly pooch out too much or your lungs fill with drek?Over the past few months I've been reevaluating my habits, diet and lifestyle and wondering how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115897820286162263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115897820286162263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115897820286162263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115897820286162263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-good-so-wrong.html' title='So good, so wrong.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115893793802942673</id><published>2006-09-22T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T10:32:36.660-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>The curry struck twice.</title><summary type='text'>On Wednesday I had the pleasure of having lunch with a good friend at a local Vietnamese restaurant- Green Papaya- that is a 5 minute walk from my office. It's a nice little place- full of dark wood and Buddha statues- but the service is un peu glacial and my lunch hour turned into a lunch 90 minutes.Anyway, it was a rather windy day and I was wearing a pleated silk skirt that basically went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115893793802942673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115893793802942673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115893793802942673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115893793802942673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/curry-struck-twice.html' title='The curry struck twice.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115872863560742668</id><published>2006-09-20T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:29:14.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Nerves of chevre: Part 2.</title><summary type='text'>Ah, the aftermath. My favorite part of a big event because it means that it's over and I have a story to tell.I got home from work a little later than planned and KB was waiting for me on the front steps. We dashed inside, tied on aprons- which turned out to be a VERY good idea- and got to work on the pork tenderloin. KB got to tenderizin' and I threw together the stuffing. Then I jumped in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115872863560742668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115872863560742668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115872863560742668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115872863560742668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/nerves-of-chevre-part-2.html' title='Nerves of chevre: Part 2.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115869753006429340</id><published>2006-09-19T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:31:15.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerves of chevre: Part 1.</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I am having folks over to the house for an event that's been going on for a while.Months back my friend CD (who has been AWOL for a bit due to a new condo, a lovely boyfriend and a part time job that eats up her weekends) had this idea. We would cook for each other and show each other how to make our best dishes. She hosted the first one and we learned how to make spring rolls- in fact we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115869753006429340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115869753006429340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115869753006429340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115869753006429340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/nerves-of-chevre-part-1.html' title='Nerves of chevre: Part 1.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115868047905147592</id><published>2006-09-17T11:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:12:04.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dining Out'/><title type='text'>Costa Verde cost a little.</title><summary type='text'>If you are not reading this article on prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com, it is being scraped and the site you are reading this on is guilty of copyright infringement.A group of my friends and I, taking a cue from the Washingtonian Magazine, have been dining at local restaurants that charge about $25- $35 for a meal (drinks, a shared appetizer, entree, tax and tip). The list of 100 'strants has not a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115868047905147592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115868047905147592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115868047905147592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115868047905147592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/costa-verde-cost-little.html' title='Costa Verde cost a little.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115837553824011919</id><published>2006-09-15T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:45:42.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Sesame, sesame mucho.</title><summary type='text'>I like the little touches. Like the sesame seeds in the recipe for Sesame Chicken Salad I was making for dinner tonight. Yum. I got a tub of them because it was cheaper than buying a little container. I'm sure I can use them for cookies, making my own hamburger rolls, annoying people by sticking them in their teeth while they sleep, etc.Seriously, who buys a tub of sesame seeds? Me ME! I do!Why? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115837553824011919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115837553824011919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115837553824011919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115837553824011919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/sesame-sesame-mucho.html' title='Sesame, sesame mucho.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115837381074635754</id><published>2006-09-14T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:33:26.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>That really fries my cheese.</title><summary type='text'>The Grilled Tuna with Fried Manchego recipe was mocking me. The need to put one's money where one's mouth is... and as a result the food one makes where one's mouth is... is especially strong when one is hungry and it is dinner time.In my nabe there are two grocery stores- Whole Foods and Giant (which is regional, I think). Each is good for different things. At Giant you can get very good meat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115837381074635754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115837381074635754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115837381074635754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115837381074635754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/that-really-fries-my-cheese.html' title='That really fries my cheese.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115811958495700975</id><published>2006-09-13T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:19:56.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Syrup-y sweet.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I have officially lost my mind. I am now a resident of Shondaland.Shonda Rhimes is the ever-so-talented creator and head writer of "Grey's Anatomy," the third season of which starts on September 21st. Tuesday the second season came out on DVD and I have been spending the past few days immersed in Ms. Rhimes' world of lovesick interns and crazy patients because the evil overlords at Best Buy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115811958495700975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115811958495700975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115811958495700975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115811958495700975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/syrup-y-sweet.html' title='Syrup-y sweet.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115810764418599776</id><published>2006-09-12T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:34:04.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now we return you the madness, already in progress.</title><summary type='text'>Quick note:Tempestt Bledsoe (Vanessa from "The Cosby Show") is paired up with G. Gordon Liddy on Fear Factor.Not sure which is stranger- G. Gordon Liddy on Fear Factor or the fact that I even care.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115810764418599776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115810764418599776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115810764418599776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115810764418599776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-now-we-return-you-madness-already.html' title='And now we return you the madness, already in progress.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115803376816615339</id><published>2006-09-11T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:12:58.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the best day.</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, driving back from the Metro after a great night of pubquizzing downtown with friends, I saw shards of glass on the pavement at the intersection of Western and Mass Avenue. I slowed down a little as I drove through the light because  the headlights of oncoming cars glinted off the glass. It sparkled like beach sand. The fleeting memory of a night in Rehoboth when I was a kid. The flecks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115803376816615339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115803376816615339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115803376816615339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115803376816615339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-is-best-day.html' title='Today is the best day.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115868220311426897</id><published>2006-09-10T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:26:00.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations!</title><summary type='text'>To my lovely cousin and her wonderful sweetie-I'm so very happy for you both.Bestest wishes for a long and happy life together.May you continue to share the smiles, joy, tears and laughter, and may your pizza dough rise properly every time.Love always! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115868220311426897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115868220311426897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115868220311426897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115868220311426897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations!'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115803395299469153</id><published>2006-09-10T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:10:09.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The cook is in.</title><summary type='text'>I have the kitchen, nay the house, to my ownself for TWO WEEKS!Okay, a little less than that now, but still.[I should probably explain why this is exciting- I live with a Kitchen Nazi. Someone who knows what is in every cupboard and crisper, who zealously guards the contents of the fridge, and who does not allow for spontaneity in the kitchen. Finding a few red skin potatoes and a chunk of bleu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115803395299469153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115803395299469153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115803395299469153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115803395299469153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/cook-is-in.html' title='The cook is in.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115749371904468337</id><published>2006-09-05T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T11:17:21.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The ghost of a truffle.</title><summary type='text'>There is a new Lindor truffle out for Halloween and it is lovely. It's called the ghost truffle, and because I am a bad food blogger I ate it before I could take a picture of it. It is a milk chocolate shell filled with delicious white chocolate.Remember what I said about white chocolate? I take it all back. Really.I guess this means I have to go back to the Lindt store and (sigh.) get another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115749371904468337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115749371904468337&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115749371904468337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115749371904468337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/ghost-of-truffle.html' title='The ghost of a truffle.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10060187.post-115742273767676818</id><published>2006-09-04T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:14:56.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Culture vultures.</title><summary type='text'>Today was Labor Day. Of course no day is ever just a day- today will now be known as the day Steve "The Crocodile Hunter" Irwin passed away. For those of us from DC it's the day that the Smithsonian Museum of National History closed down for a major 2 year renovation that will drastically change the setup of the museum.For my 30+ years the National Mall, the Smithsonian Institution in particular,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/115742273767676818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10060187&amp;postID=115742273767676818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115742273767676818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10060187/posts/default/115742273767676818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettygoodstuff.blogspot.com/2006/09/culture-vultures.html' title='Culture vultures.'/><author><name>Lillbet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17507211003796469333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lDzCmP4zquQ/Sf3qEL8KuLI/AAAAAAAAA64/XQHkwpeCF4A/S220/me+with+dough.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
