Shoot First, Eat Later

[batskeets]

This magical phrase was sent to me by my awesome boyfriend yesterday afternoon: "After that I could make you dinner." If that's not swoon-worthy, I don't know what is. ;)

Fred's threw a monkey wrench into his original plan for dinner, because they'd closed up their fish counter by the time I got up there post-derby, so no salmon for us. Still, he threw down some respectable asparagus, mushrooms, and chicken instead. It was fresh, healthy, and simple, and my tired-and-congested self was highly appreciative. It was also a nice reminder that not every meal needs to be a wild and crazy production in order to be damned tasty.

Speaking of derby, I really shouldn't judge myself based on my first practice after being sick, but uuuuggghh. Lots of falling all over the place last night, and I felt like a complete and utter trainwreck. The kicker? There was also a draft, so after practice, I watched as several girls celebrated getting picked for teams. I'm absolutely happy for them, but my ego didn't exactly deal with it well, especially seeing as one of the drafted girls is even newer to derby/RCR than I am. I think that's the first time I've felt anything other than excitement on behalf of my derby comrades, and I don't like feeling that way at all. Still, I'd really like to stop being a crappy skater, preferably while I'm still young. :p

ANYWAY, I also threw down MOAR BACON COOKIES yesterday afternoon, and mucked with the formula again. The cookies didn't spread as much, but I think the texture is finally exactly what I want it to be. I also documented the process this time, so I'll be blogging the hell out of this recipe very, very soon. Until then, we'll see what tonight's round of taste testers think!

And, because I have food on the brain, here's a pizza I photographed a couple of weeks ago. I got to take it home afterwards and eat some, and share the rest with the housemates. I really should consider chasing down paid gigs for food photography, because I could definitely get used to the perks.

Comments

[marykae.livejournal.com]

You could always take some extra time (what is that, I heard about it) to work on just *one* thing at a time until you master it, either during Wreckers or at a rink or outside.

I'm not afraid of getting hit, falling down, I'm more afraid of looking like an idiot, haha.

[skeets.livejournal.com]

Yeah, maybe I should! I think most of it is things I'd have to do at Wreckers, though, like hitting and blocking. And there are also just dumb things like forgetting to keep moving my feet, which doesn't happen when I'm by myself, but definitely does during drills or scrimmage.

You totally won't look like an idiot. It's open scrimmage, nobody's expecting perfection, and you've watched a ton of derby and definitely know your shit. :)