I’m going to start with tonight and work backwards… whoa, crazy. I know, I know.
Today was my little brother’s 25th birthday. We all (me, Bri, Zach, Laura and our grandparents) met over at my parents’ house for dinner to celebrate. Mom did her usual feed-an-army routine with TONS of steak, caprese salad, roasted asparagus and Paula Deen’s garlic cheese grits:
For dessert I brought over the creme brulee we made last night and just carmelized the top right before serving. My family seemed a little freaked out when I busted out the blow torch, but all was well.
After class I was starving and scrounging around in the freezer for lunch fixings. Luckily I ran across some leftover turkey-wheatberry chili from a while back, along with some tortilla chip crumbles.
Class today was hard. I did get a good grade on my hospitality supervision midterm (97!), but our pastry class seemed crazy long. We made 2 different types of ganache, 1 chocolate glaze, 2 dessert syrups, and then assembled and decorated 5 cakes.
Alhambra Cake- hazelnut sponge cake soaked in coffee-rum syrup and iced with chocolate ganache.
Sacher Torte- dense chocolate cake soaked in kirsch syrup and filled with apricot jam, topped with ganache.
One of the other groups made these. Gorgeous.
The best tasting was the Peanut Butter Mousse Cake- devils food cake topped with peanut butter mousse and frozen, then iced with chocolate neoclassic buttercream and covered in chocolate glaze. My group member, Megan, piped on a b-day message for Zach so I could bring this one to dinner tonight. See anything wrong here??
Yeah, he’s 25. How sad is that? Did I mention that I had to retake college math? And still got a D? Luckily we were able to scrape off the 6.
Last night Brian and I found ourselves on the cereal aisle at Albertson’s debating over which one to get. He voted Cinnamon Toast Crunch, I pulled for Lucky Charms… we settled on Honey Nut Cheerios. Voila breakfast, along with a bunch of blackberries and a (not pictured) giant orange.
Off to bed! Tomorrow’s my day off so I’m going to try to get a run in and maybe do some yardwork. Our yard is embarassing and I’m pretty sure the neighbors hate us.
What was your best/most random birthday party as a kid?
My best was probably 6th grade- it was just at my house and most of my class came. I remember lots of trampoline-jumping. The most random was 4th grade (I think) when we had my party at the dollhouse museum. I didn’t even really like dolls.