Long time no blog. For this girl at least.
It’s been strangely busy at work with all kinds of lovely goings on I can’t discuss (God bless the confidentiality agreement) so I simply haven’t had time to write a sentence on here. The other main factor of lack of blogging this week has been that every new recipe I’ve tried this week has been quite disastrous. Crab cakes – disaster. Various pasta dishes with too many steps – disasters. Roast pork sandwich – disaster. I have no idea what is going on with me but I am completely off my game for some reason. No fires were set, nothing was burned, but still disastrous all around in the kitchen lately. Even the dog didn’t want what I was making. Turned his nose up and walked away.
And then (this is very important news) I broke my last beautiful martini glass. And I almost cried. It was my favorite cocktail glass, once a set of six, and was the last man standing after two years of drunken gatherings with friends and family. And now she’s gone. Broken, shattered, never to be sipped from again. And I am in mourning.
In Christmas news, my Mom will be arriving Christmas day and I think the general plan is to be completely lazy together. Homeland marathon, Dexter marathon, Christmas movies and not much else. I’m hoping to take her to my favorite little Cuban place in Brooklyn and perhaps to Tertulia for Spanish tapas if we can muster the energy to go into Manhattan at some point, but overall, the plan is catch up on sleep, spend some quality time together and hang at home. Sounds oh so lovely. There will also be cooking, hopefully a new recipe here and there so I can post them here and confirm that my newfound cooking curse is over. Please let it be over.
In other news, I published two articles for My French LIfe/Ma Vie Francaise this month. The first is a short round up of Francophile favorites for Christmas and New Years. To see it, click here. The second focuses on Mon Petit Cafe, one of my favorite little French bistros tucked away in Manhattan. To see that article, click here.
So there you have it. I may or may not be blogging until after the New Year. We’ll see if motivation strikes me while I’m at home in my sweats watching TV and drinking a cocktail at two in the afternoon…I doubt it.