bread puddin'
august 01, 2006
i think the adage, "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" is totally true. but i think it should also be "the way to everyone's heart is through their stomach" as well. there's nothing better than to have friends who are appreciate of your cooking and who are there to be (heh) your guinea pigs. i always enjoy trying out new recipes on friends and getting their input. sometimes you just never know about recipes and they aren't as good as they claim to be. thank god there are friends you can pass off all the leftovers to them if it's not as good as you thought it would turn out to be. haha.
i made this bread pudding yesterday with dried cranberries instead of raisins. it turned out great and better than i would have thought. the fluffiness of the custardy egg pudding combined with buttered bread, all topped with a crusted layer of sugar and cinnamon was fantastic. i love it when it comes out of the over all puffed up. but then it deflates as it cools down for a not-as-salivating presentation. boo. but i got a photo of it before it decompressed.
mmmmmmm.
and yes, i did send home a nice container of this when fishpimp left. before you think that i only give my guests bad recipe leftovers, i do give them the good ones too. :p
:: ::
another whiny medical-related entry ahead.
^ the convenient walk up window to get your shots
i laugh when people say to me "i don't like going to the doctor's". i find it comical because who really likes going to the doctor anyway? i mean, you're prodded, poked, weighed and then insulted, interrogated and reprimanded a lot. when others hear about how many and how often i have to go to the doctors i think they misinterpret it as i actually like going. i should clarify that it's not that i like to go but rather since i have to go, i might as well make the best of it. and that means, i establish good relationships with the staff, joke around when i'm there and try to make it...oh..more dismal than i already know it to be.
yesterday i went to my ucla medical center immonologist/allergist for my very first injection in this particular immunotherapy treatment. since i had done it for 5 years elsewhere i knew what to expect. but since it's much more potent now - they divide up the shots into 3 separate injections. and yeah, all in one sitting. although my treatment will be administered at another allergist near my home, the very first one had to be given by the main doctor who is overseeing the entire treatment. after this first one, i'll be doing all the subsequent ones near home.
^ i amuse myself when i'm waiting
it's too bad since i like the doctor here and the staff as well. but when thinking about it realistically, i don't think i can do this weekly shot thing out in west los angeles all the time. but i feel assured that this doctor is going to be managing the whole progress in the long run.
i was surprised to not really feel any reactions to the shot. that is, not until today. i got the worst bout of vertigo in nearly 5-6 years. i haven't had a full blown episode like this where i'm dry heaving and spinning in a long long time. i'm only guessing that it's a result of the injection - until my body tolerates it that is. after i took some anti-vertigo medication, i shuddered and faux vomited with the covers over me until the feeling finally dissipated.
i cannot even express the feeling of dread when i started my vertigo episode. it's one of those things you experience once and you never want it again. kinda like whenyou're drunk and seasick at the same time. imagine that.
argh, i'm just cringing at how i'm going to handle all these different things going on within me.
i just wanna get well. you hear me?
:: ::
on another note, le nieces are arriving tomorrow for a 4 night stay with us. i hope my irritable-post-meno-don't-make-me-cut-you-up-and-braise-you-for-supper mood will be kept at bay.
i make no promises though.
currently listening to: luna sea, millenium
