i lift weights... but i don't sweat
so far...
Friday was St Patty's day... so much awkwardness, so much consumption.
There's large chunks of memory missing from friday night/saturday morning.
Then last night/yesterday i held a lasagna party... i baked 4 lasagnas and made a secret "desert lasagna" (which is something i thought up myself)
there was an enormous platter of ceasar salad, a couple pans of brsuchetta, a loaf of garlic bread, and lots of drink to be had.
a bunch of people bailed on the scene (their loss entirely) so i was a little apprehensive when everyone wa slike an hour alte showing up too... and i was pretty righteously tired/hungover... but whatever.
A girl who i have a crush on came, which was wonderful
Everyone ate their fill (which although it was a large amount... still left for a lot of leftovers)
And we had desert lasagna which consisted of,
-graham cracker crumb base (like cheese cake)
- a laye rof fudge pudding
- another layer of graham cracker crumbs
- cool whip
- wild berry fruits on top
...fucking amazing. Like seriously... it was so delicious... no one had any idea what hit them.
I'm so proud of that thing.
and yeah, everyone ate, i wrote the recipe out for the girl, which made me smile
then the party split in two... the kitchen party, where i mostly stayed and eveyone sat on the kitchen floor and it was wonderful
or the upstairs party, where people watched the hockey game and played poker and those sorts of things
I don't know... i had a really good time, and have a huge crush on that girl.
Tonight is 80's night at barrymore's with my dove, claire cantello... i did not expect this weekend to be so eventful... ehhhhh
The moral of all this is that i love cooking for friends... and i love dancing and listneing to daft punk while i cook... it's amazing.
Friday was St Patty's day... so much awkwardness, so much consumption.
There's large chunks of memory missing from friday night/saturday morning.
Then last night/yesterday i held a lasagna party... i baked 4 lasagnas and made a secret "desert lasagna" (which is something i thought up myself)
there was an enormous platter of ceasar salad, a couple pans of brsuchetta, a loaf of garlic bread, and lots of drink to be had.
a bunch of people bailed on the scene (their loss entirely) so i was a little apprehensive when everyone wa slike an hour alte showing up too... and i was pretty righteously tired/hungover... but whatever.
A girl who i have a crush on came, which was wonderful
Everyone ate their fill (which although it was a large amount... still left for a lot of leftovers)
And we had desert lasagna which consisted of,
-graham cracker crumb base (like cheese cake)
- a laye rof fudge pudding
- another layer of graham cracker crumbs
- cool whip
- wild berry fruits on top
...fucking amazing. Like seriously... it was so delicious... no one had any idea what hit them.
I'm so proud of that thing.
and yeah, everyone ate, i wrote the recipe out for the girl, which made me smile
then the party split in two... the kitchen party, where i mostly stayed and eveyone sat on the kitchen floor and it was wonderful
or the upstairs party, where people watched the hockey game and played poker and those sorts of things
I don't know... i had a really good time, and have a huge crush on that girl.
Tonight is 80's night at barrymore's with my dove, claire cantello... i did not expect this weekend to be so eventful... ehhhhh
The moral of all this is that i love cooking for friends... and i love dancing and listneing to daft punk while i cook... it's amazing.