The cookie consumption in this post happened on 3/29. I know, I know…
This was an unscheduled macaron stop. I had just discovered the amazingness of 99 Ranch, which is a huge Asian supermarket chain in Texas (I think, just in Texas, but I’m not sure). My friend FS introduced me to this place, and when I walked in… I felt like Mitchell when he first discovered Costco. “What is this place…” It was great – there is a whole aisle devoted to soy sauce. There is a fishball/meatball bar for hot pot. You can get a pound of ginger for less than a dollar. Also, the food court. THE FOOD COURT. Dim sum and banh mi and pho, oh my…
When we left the supermarket, we saw that there was a bakery in a nearby strip mall and headed over for coffee. Surprisingly, they sold macarons too. A bit of a spur of the moment purchase, but you (well, I) can’t say no to macarons (though I guess I reserve that right, but when would I use it?).
This is another late entry. Super late this time. Like suuuuuuuuuuper late. As in, I ate these cookies on March 11 (according to my phone and my notes). I’m not great at this whole blogging thing.
I’ve come to realize that all of my pictures recently are vertically oriented. This is mostly because I’ve been using my phone to take all the pictures, and it’s more difficult to take a horizontally oriented pic using a phone. I need to get a new camera. I’ve always wanted a fancypants one so maybe I should just do it. Time to do lots of research… Any recommendations?
This is a bit of a late entry because I forgot to schedule it. OOPS OH WELL.
The weather in Dallas has been pretty interesting recently. We’re having kind of a almost actual winter situation. There were a couple of days with actual snow that stayed around on the ground. This, of course, means that everyone is FREAKING OUT and driving like idiots.
I miss real winter. I really need to move. In any event, because I didn’t want to drive too far in snow and risk death by people who have never experienced weather, I just picked up some macarons from a nearby Whole Foods while I was there getting coffee and beer..er.. groceries.
Recently I’ve been on a quest to find awesome macarons. You’d think that this wouldn’t be too difficult of a proposition in a huge city like Dallas – that’s what I thought in any event. Well, we’re both WRONG. The vast majority of the cookies I’ve had are sub-par at best – it’s been very disappointing. And that disappointment frustratingly (for wallet, palate, and mental state) has been fueling an absolute OBSESSION with these sweet little treats. So much so that they’ve bumped up into my desert island five. All this means that 2015 is going to be the year of macaron madness. I’m going to eat SO. MANY. MACARONS. Until I completely exhaust myself of the damn things or until I find the one true macaron, the one to rule them all, the Platonic ideal. (You can see why it’s madness.)
So it looks like my average hiatus/gap/break/interlude/time out is roughly two years. Every once in a while it just gets weirdly difficult to keep posting, and then I get weirdly self-censoring and blah blah blah. In any event, it’s been something around two years, so it was about time to put an appearance in I guess.
Lots have happened in the intervening time as you might imagine – existential crisis, last minute career changes, angsty angst, family medical situations. A lot of things are in flux right now. Tipping points and precipices and so on and so forth. So I guess we’ll just see what happens in 2015.
Sometimes you just need some words of encouragement. And since I love Neil Gaiman so much, who better to give me some words of encouragement than him? This book contains the full text of Gaiman’s May 2012 commencement address at Philadelphia’s University of the Arts, prettied up by graphic artist Chip Kidd. I like the graphic design of most of it (although there are spots when I feel like it doesn’t quite make sense) – it’s a very pretty little book. As expected, it is full of tingly, amazing, good quotes. So I’ll leave you with a couple –
If you have an idea of what you want to make, what you were put here to do, then just go and do that. And that’s much harder than it sounds and, sometimes in the end, so much easier than you might imagine.
And on your voice:
The moment that you feel that, just possibly, you’re walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself. That’s the moment you may be starting to get it right.
– and then you should just go pick this volume up and leave it lying around your house. So that when you have an off day or you wonder what the point is or you just feel blah about things, you can have it as a reminder.