When I bought a julienne peeler a year ago, I was super excited because it enabled me to make “spaghetti” out of summer squash without investing in a spiralizer. While it works out just fine, it does get irritating if I have a mountain of CSA zucchini which requires zucchini pasta at least once a week.
That’s why, when I was presented with the opportunity to do a review for CSN Stores, I decided against purchasing a bread machine, though I’ve been lusting after one for ages. Instead, I opted for this Paderno World Cuisine Plastic Spiral Vegetable Slicer.
I did have a bit of trouble at first. For one, the suction cups on the bottom of the legs couldn’t get a good grip on the countertop… but once they did, I had a hell of a time getting it off! And because the zucchini I was using wasn’t completely straight and even, it was a little difficult to get it into position. But once I accomplished that, beautiful things began to happen…
Look at that beautiful pile of spiralized zucchini!
As an added bonus, I got a greater proportion of strands to core than I would using a julienne peeler. Observe:
That’s it. That’s all the core I had left! With a julienne peeler, I usually have about a third of the zucchini left over. In fact, the second plate of “pasta” actually holds a smaller zucchini than the first one did! Overall, I am very pleased with this slicer, and I am excited to see what else it can do. Thanks, CSN Stores, for the opportunity to try out this product!
I started making these bars because I wanted to try the new Larabar flavors… but then I began inventing my own as well. So, for those of you who wanted to win the giveaway and didn’t, we’re going to play a little game… it’s called Guess the Mebar, and it will happen every time I try a new flavor!
You actually don’t want this one — not until I’ve worked on it some more! It was not a total success, let’s just leave it at that. 😉 I can’t go into detail because you’re supposed to be guessing what flavor this is. The first person to get it right wins! It doesn’t have to be this flavor — it can be anything you choose.
About the two questions I posed in my last post… the birthday dilemma is still unresolved. I received an e-mail from my mom last night: What’s with Wednesday night? Do you want to discuss it with [therapist]… Because
if yes, I would have to let [my sisters] know. If not, I don’t
have to let anyone know. Would you rather go with me and [my father] on Thursday night or all 4 of us on Sunday night? Is there anything else you would like to do instead? Let me know. Are we on for chopsticks on Thursday? None of this makes sense to me — why do I need to ask my therapist what to do for my birthday? Who is “the four of us”? Usually it means my parents, brother and me, but he’s working on Sunday. The “chopsticks” reference just means she’s taking me out to lunch. But otherwise… I’m lost.
However, I have made a tiny bit of headway in the PB2 crisis. And, along the way, was also a very nice sister, because I baked a triple chocolate peanut butter cake for my brother.
Another name for this cake could be Expiration Cake, because most of the ingredients in it were past their prime! Actually, everything was, except for the eggs. And the nonpareils. I added one cup of chocolate PB2 to a box of dark chocolate fudge cake mix, about one and a half cups of chocolate soy milk, and three eggs. Nobody died due to usage of expired products, which I suppose is a good thing…
If you’re in Google Reader, click on over to see the semi-makeover the blog has received. It’s not much, but if you take into account the fact that I am a total techno dummy, it becomes a big deal. 😉
Last night, I went to my sister’s house for my nephew’s hanachat tefillin. (If you don’t feel like clicking over — it’s basically just a prelude to a bar mitzvah.) I have two sisters; let’s call them A and B. A is the older one, and the mother of both this nephew and the nineteen-year-old niece whom I find to be incredibly triggering (how I hate that word!). It has nothing to do with that, but I just happen to be closer with B.
Anyway, so last night, my niece was busy taking care of all the food, because that’s just what she always does, and I was tucked away on a sofa, hoping to disappear, when B came and sat down next to me to tell me that she thought I ought to have a chat with my niece, because she obviously has a problem.
My response? Thank you!!! I’ve been saying that forever, but nobody listens to me. I once went to the supermarket to buy something in the middle of the night, and I met A and my niece there — they had been making pasta, but the sauce that they had wasn’t the “right” kind for my niece, so they had to go out and buy another jar. I thought, That sounds like the kind of thing I would do. That is not normal. Did anyone listen to me? Of course not.
B told me that it’s obvious — she says that her hair is falling out — and that she’s tried speaking to both A and our mom about it, but they’re in denial. (I guess I’m the only one in this family who is allowed to be problematic; everyone else is perfect.) And to make it even better, it looks like the next one (she’s fifteen) is going down the same route. B asked me, “Do you know how much weight she’s lost?!” And I said no, but that I didn’t really want to know. She said that she fainted in camp one day. I knew that. A said it was because it was hot and she didn’t have enough water. Funny… nobody else fainted.
This is just an all-around awkward situation. I am not about to talk to either of my nieces; we aren’t close in any way, and even if we were, I know better than anyone else that if they aren’t ready to hear it, they just won’t. And with everyone around them being in denial, why wouldn’t they be, too??
Just as a side note, B also mentioned that maybe I don’t want to talk to my niece because I’m glad: she could have married whomever she wanted, but she’s ruined all of her chances because now the first question anyone asks will be Does she have an eating disorder?, and B says that I was afraid of my niece getting married before I did. Gosh… way to hit below the belt. (For the record, that is absolutely not true.) And also tell me that my future is screwed, too.
So my plan of non-action? I am staying out of it, and out of their way. I can’t be in close quarters with them; it is beneficial to nobody. And that’s all there is to it.
What would you do in such a situation??
And while there’s a lot more where that came from, I think it’s quite enough for now. Have a great Tuesday / Hump Day.
“If you’re not confused, you’re not paying attention.”