It turned out, kinda, sorta. It rose about halfway, the top looked sort of almost like it was supposed to, kinda, it wasn't totally watery and runny, mostly, and it tasted like chocolate souffle, if my memory is correct (and I haven't had it since I was 11, so that's in the "if" catagory too). But it wasn't a congealed pancake, it was convex rather ( Read more... )

I have concoted...something or other and it's in the souffle dish and in the oven ( Read more... )

Well, the ingredients are bought and now the Grand Cleaning of the Kitchen must commence, after which the Chocolate Souffle must be Made. Or destroyed. However it turns out.

Wish me luck. And cover me. I'm going in!

O.k., so I like other people's blogs. I particularly like The Julie/Julia Project, hosted over on Salon. Julie Powell is funny and her blog is always worth reading ( Read more... )

So Mikey left this little timebomb of a quizilla link on his LJ and, of course, I had to trip the damn thing.

Can't have fun pointing and laughing when I have to cop to doing the bloody things myself, now can I?


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O.k., so cyberspace is no longer safe. My friend Mike has set me up with a LiveJournal and is teaching me how to use it. Which means I'm learning how to use it. Which means I'm gonna get it wrong, but I'm gonna get it wrong with a vengence, which should have some interest value to those with odd senses of humor.

Which basically boils down to...