Birthday and Baking
Mar. 23rd, 2013 10:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
regndoftBig Finish needs to stop having sales. At this rate I'll never have money left at the end of the month ever again (please don't stop having sales).
Speaking of Big Finish, I finished listening to Shada today, which was. Good? Except they very very obviously haven't changed much of the script, which makes for a somewhat surreal listening experience as it's basically... lines very obviously written for Tom Baker coming out of Paul McGann's mouth. Idek.
As for the birthday, everything worked out fine. I turned twenty relatively anonymously, doing everything I'd planned to do and finished the day off by watching The Keys of Marinus, clutching my Black Death plushie and a cup of tea (also, early Terry Nation = baby's first teleportation bracelets? :P).
One of those things I'd planned to do was baking Pomegranate White Chocolate Chunk Cookies. There were Results.
The bit where you have to physically restrain yourself from eating all the batter is always the hardest.
I had never actually cut a pomegranate before this. I didn't expect it to look like I'd severed someone's artery.
They did turn out lovely in the end though. Mum was literally speechless when she first tasted them, so I'm not being biased. Had to make another batch today because there were only four left. :'I
As for the birthday dinner, sis and I had decided on fried pork with tonkatsu sauce, radish and rice.
(I am mostly posting this because our kitchen looked so fresh and spring-y)
(The kitchen table rarely looks this neat)
All in all, pretty successful weekend. My exam and consequent failure to memorise my course lit sufficiently is the only thing casting a shadow over it. :/
Speaking of Big Finish, I finished listening to Shada today, which was. Good? Except they very very obviously haven't changed much of the script, which makes for a somewhat surreal listening experience as it's basically... lines very obviously written for Tom Baker coming out of Paul McGann's mouth. Idek.
As for the birthday, everything worked out fine. I turned twenty relatively anonymously, doing everything I'd planned to do and finished the day off by watching The Keys of Marinus, clutching my Black Death plushie and a cup of tea (also, early Terry Nation = baby's first teleportation bracelets? :P).
One of those things I'd planned to do was baking Pomegranate White Chocolate Chunk Cookies. There were Results.
The bit where you have to physically restrain yourself from eating all the batter is always the hardest.
I had never actually cut a pomegranate before this. I didn't expect it to look like I'd severed someone's artery.
They did turn out lovely in the end though. Mum was literally speechless when she first tasted them, so I'm not being biased. Had to make another batch today because there were only four left. :'I
As for the birthday dinner, sis and I had decided on fried pork with tonkatsu sauce, radish and rice.
(I am mostly posting this because our kitchen looked so fresh and spring-y)
(The kitchen table rarely looks this neat)
All in all, pretty successful weekend. My exam and consequent failure to memorise my course lit sufficiently is the only thing casting a shadow over it. :/
