Nom + cats....but not together
Today is Tuesday, aka day one of my Weekend, so in addition to running a few errands (post office, now-weekly trip to the library, and not one but TWO grocery stores), I decided to bake a cake I'd had my eye on for over a week.
The recipe is from the Smitten Kitchen website, for Blood orange olive oil cake. While this might sound kind of disgusting (olive oil in a cake? REALLY?) to you, I'd been majorly jonesing for blood oranges since leaving Austria and was delighted to find them in-season in recent weeks (at the big grocery store, too, not just the local co-op!). So I made it. It's incredibly moist, thanks to all the orange juice, and quite cake-y. I had been half-convinced that it was going to be more breadlike, but it turns out the recipe title was correct. WHO KNEW?
Oh, and since it's quite orangey, I skipped the compote and the whipped cream (which I usually pass on, unless it's in coffee-type beverages) and just drizzled the cake in honey. Quite tasty.
And now, for something completely different. Cats. No pics, BUT two observations:
1) Ohne loves chasing around crumpled up pieces of paper. At first I thought it had to do with being a chocolate bar wrapper, but she's doing the same thing tonight with a library receipt. Makes me feel a lot better about having horrible aim and missing the trash can. Also, between this and leftover yarn bits, she can entertain herself for HOURS.
2) Upon nicknaming Ohne "Ohnie-wan Kenobi" and realizing that both of the cats kind of trill like R2D2, I decided to play this video for them to see how they'd react. Result: Ohne stalked and then tried to attack my computer. Wawa was aloof, per usual. (Yes, I know this not only marks me as an emerging cat lady, but also as a huge geek - but really, was there any doubt of either at this point?)
The recipe is from the Smitten Kitchen website, for Blood orange olive oil cake. While this might sound kind of disgusting (olive oil in a cake? REALLY?) to you, I'd been majorly jonesing for blood oranges since leaving Austria and was delighted to find them in-season in recent weeks (at the big grocery store, too, not just the local co-op!). So I made it. It's incredibly moist, thanks to all the orange juice, and quite cake-y. I had been half-convinced that it was going to be more breadlike, but it turns out the recipe title was correct. WHO KNEW?
Oh, and since it's quite orangey, I skipped the compote and the whipped cream (which I usually pass on, unless it's in coffee-type beverages) and just drizzled the cake in honey. Quite tasty.
And now, for something completely different. Cats. No pics, BUT two observations:
1) Ohne loves chasing around crumpled up pieces of paper. At first I thought it had to do with being a chocolate bar wrapper, but she's doing the same thing tonight with a library receipt. Makes me feel a lot better about having horrible aim and missing the trash can. Also, between this and leftover yarn bits, she can entertain herself for HOURS.
2) Upon nicknaming Ohne "Ohnie-wan Kenobi" and realizing that both of the cats kind of trill like R2D2, I decided to play this video for them to see how they'd react. Result: Ohne stalked and then tried to attack my computer. Wawa was aloof, per usual. (Yes, I know this not only marks me as an emerging cat lady, but also as a huge geek - but really, was there any doubt of either at this point?)