living on a farm means hanging out with cats. rub junior's belly. come play with sven and ole. stand right here in the rain while i go tend to jinxie. these are all things that eggboy has said at least once recently, and as a dog person, it's a little bit jarring. i'm slowly starting to warm up to cat culture though, and not without the help of this onigiri cat. this week was national pet appreciation week, so i made a cat cake for betty crocker and in doing so gained a whole new respect for coco cake land's animal cakes. they are hard to make! this little guy is decorated with marzipan and soba noodles... and he doesn't have a name yet. thoughts?
speaking of cakes, did you all see this chocolate ombre cake? tell me your jaw didn't drop when you saw it. i dare you.
and speaking of farms, kara's love letter to her farm is one of the prettiest things i ever did read.
in this week's drooling from afar at the sufjan stevens/justin peck ballet: the pas de deux.
in the opposite of meat realm, i previewed kimberley's cookbook last week in las vegas and i don't know if it was because i was really drunk, but i definitely almost barfed in excitement over the beautiful vegetables that smiled at me from the pages. it comes out in about a week!
this preview of the beautiful driftless magazine makes me even more excited about the midwest.
hug me about these bookstores of new york.
praise marian for making the scuttlebutt possible in the middle of nowhere.
happy friday, everyone!!!