Archive for April, 2004

Apr 25 2004

Cooking School Journal: Puff Pastry the Magic Dragon

Published by Jules under Cooking School

I can’t even remember where I left off. As most of you may know, I killed my computer. An entire glass of Jepson Sauvignon Blanc tipped over (that’s what I get for drinking sauv blanc) after my last journal and killed my computer.  Yes, I suck. Everything is gone. Joe’s not happy. But, due to [...]

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Apr 23 2004

Cooking School Journal: Week Three, Still.

Published by Jules under Cooking School

Last time I burdened you all with my Stepford woes. It’s so self-indulgent to pity myself, I know. Although writing long-winded e-mail updates about oneself is pretty self-indulgent, too. I hope I’m not annoying everybody. Although, I guess if I were, you wouldn’t be reading this. So who the hell am I talking to? Some [...]

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Apr 08 2004

Cooking School Journal: Week Three

Published by Jules under Cooking School

I had a full plate this week. Tuesday was the first meeting of my new Daisy girl scout troop for Lilly. I’ve volunteered to be the leader. A lot of work?  Maybe. But, I never want my middle kid to tell Oprah that I was a lousy mom. Wednesday I had Lucy’s Brownie Troop here [...]

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Apr 03 2004

Cooking School Journal: Chicken

Published by Jules under Cooking School

Crap! Our menu: Chicken stock, Brunoise-stuffed Chicken Legs with Sauce Supreme, Chicken Cordon Bleu, Panko-crusted Chicken Nuggets, Chicken Lollipops (chicken wings in which you scrape all of the meat to one end making it resemble a lollipop), and the Gravy to Chef’s roasted chicken that she perfectly trussed. A lot for two ladies to prepare [...]

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Apr 01 2004

Cooking School Journal: Week Two Continued

Published by Jules under Cooking School

I guess you know how successful your day is going to be when your horoscope reads: “You will be completely lacking in social skills today, but those that matter will overlook your bad behavior.” I fell asleep on the couch Monday afternoon studying  chicken. The art of trussing a dead bird does not make compelling [...]

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