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 this chocolate and lemon pistachio semifreddo (!!!!)

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.

check out this meat i want to eat right now: a steak salad with tahini dressing, a pretzel dog with cheddar beer sauce.

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.

in which of a kind got me to admit that i was once a mathlete.

hug me about these bookstores of new york.

"photography is made 20% by the light that comes from outside, and 80% by the light that comes from within you."

praise marian for making the scuttlebutt possible in the middle of nowhere.

happy friday, everyone!!!

-yeh!

note: to accurately experience this post, i need you to pinch your nose shut and then read out loud.

we made horsey friends this weekend and now i am paying for it by way of sneezies and snot.

it was worth it, of course it was worth it. we took snowshoes out to see the furry friends and they let me pet them while they told me secrets. they were so sweet. i'm afraid i'll want my own someday... but shhhhh i can't tell eggboy yet because he is only just getting used to the idea of getting goats. one farm friend at a time, you know?

i think the horsies were jealous of our snowshoes... i can't imagine how difficult it'd be to gallop through the snow with those dainty little hooves.

*achoo*

after our hang with horsies, i hurried back home to study kate soper's voices from the killing jar. it is such a good piece, you guys. i can't recommend a better start to your week than by watching this with a big old bowl of pimento cheese. which is what i did last night.

i made pimento cheese for the first time (and now my life will never be the same).

-yeh!