Last Sunday, with great excitement, I made several things with my stunning new KitchenAid. All tasty treats were successful -- including foccacia made with the dough hook -- with one exception: ginger cookies. I love ginger cookies. Be they gingerbread, gingersnaps or molasses ginger cookies. I love'em all. A few years back a very thoughtful and much adored client Fedexed us a box of homemade molasses ginger cookies when we finished her website (how awesome is that?) and included the recipe. They were awesome cookies and I've meant to make them many times. This weekend, with my trusty new mixer I finally got around to it to unfortunately discover that she must have included some wrong measurement as my cookies turned into cookie puddle. Sad.
Tonight I gave it another shot, using a different recipe from the Tassajara Cookbook, which was also a birthday gift. And I have two things to report:
Thing one: Yum.
Thing two: Damn, I love this KitchenAid. It's not like making cookies was a big chore pre-mixer, but now: it's just so darn easy. The whole, "you put the ingredients in, then walk away" is so totally on the money. The easy and elegant power of this little gadget tickle my multi-tasking heart to its core. I can't wait to make xmas treats this year.

One of the other birthday delights I was treated with was a copy of the second Millennium Cookbook, 
My mom has a dear longtime friend who, over the years, has been known to go into a bit of credit card debt here and there. Often paying off her Visa with her Mastercard, she would let these things run away from her for a while and then take drastic measures to pull it all back under control. Tried and true strategies like freezing your credit card in a glass of water, or having other people "babysit" it for a while until the bills are paid off. These days that kind of strategy doesn't work so well. I rarely pull out my credit card when making impulse purchases, as I make most of those online and I know the numbers off by heart. Danger Bay.
I have a thing for clogs. I love them. They're comfy. I love the look of them, the sound of them on wood floor and I adore the many variations on the basic form. Like this one here. How great is this? I was looking for a new pair of clogs as a possible birthday treat and stumbled upon these. I am now fixated. Sadly, they do not ship to Canada, and buying shoes on line is risky enough without introducing additional shipping nuttiness. But still. So pretty! Also, it's November. In Vancouver. These are not Vancouver November shoes. They are, however, great shoes to day dream about on rainy days.


A few years ago, I found myself not reading as much as I wanted to. I think this had much to do with moving into our new home and all the time, energy and drywall dust that created, but still I wasn't too happy about it. Then a dear friend started up a bookclub, which I gleefully joined and that got things rolling again as far as reading was concerned. Now, if I don't have a book on my bedside table that I'm engrossed in, I feel at a loss. 


