Surprised myself
May. 16th, 2009 07:10 pmEveryone had dessert but me. In keeping with tradition, then, I announced my intention to have something that was better than what anyone else had had.
Then I had to figure out what that was.
Then I had to track down exactly the recipe I wanted.
Then I had to carefully transcribe the skeleton of the recipe to paper.
Then I had to make the chocolate pudding, occasionally consulting the recipe for ideas.
Here's the surprising bit: I doled out four portions for next dessert night and only had a little bit left -- which I ate. No, the surprising bit was that I was satisfied.
Two compulsions I have: one, a recipe must not be made exactly as specified; two, unassembled things are in urgent need of assemblage.
Then I had to figure out what that was.
Then I had to track down exactly the recipe I wanted.
Then I had to carefully transcribe the skeleton of the recipe to paper.
Then I had to make the chocolate pudding, occasionally consulting the recipe for ideas.
Here's the surprising bit: I doled out four portions for next dessert night and only had a little bit left -- which I ate. No, the surprising bit was that I was satisfied.
Two compulsions I have: one, a recipe must not be made exactly as specified; two, unassembled things are in urgent need of assemblage.