Art History 101 - Chiaroscuro

How can two little bodies with the same genetic input and same exposure to the sun have such different complexions?

How to cut a mango.

Fathers Day '08

THE CARD -

THE ATTEMPT TO TAKE A FATHER-SON PIC -

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The "best Father's Day gift ever" -

My sister's boyfriend was at the Lakers playoff game* on Sunday and had "HAPPY FATHERS DAY BEN WESTBROOK" come across the jumbotron at the beginning of the game. His attempt to capture it via cell phone camera failed miserably - but it still goes down in history as successfully "the best Fathers Day gift ever" according to Ben.
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*In case you are wondering how B. doing after Tuesday's slaughter - He got to drown his sorrows in root beer and filet mignon at Ruth's Chris after the game compliments of a drug rep, so he's fine. Plus, he said "they didn't deserve it anyway", I'm sure in reference to the heartless way they played.

At least our cars don't run on milk.

But my kids do.

Olomana - Peaks Two & Three. Mission Aborted.

The second and third peaks were taunting me (we can see them from our house) so I thought it’d be fun to have my mom watch the kids and Ben and I could tackle the hike in its entirety. We got up early and headed out. Surprisingly the hike seemed more strenuous without a toddler on my back but I’m certainly glad the kids weren’t with us because the events that unfolded after we reached the summit would have been tragic and almost were nevertheless. The children almost lost their mother.

Ben was enjoying the view from the first peak and since I had been there two days before I decided to go ahead so that I wasn’t holding Ben up. I was trekking along steadily when all of the sudden the ground below me seemed to disappear and I was falling – fast. I was sliding and screamed out for Ben while trying to grasp at anything to stop me from a non-stop plunge 1,700 feet down. Following a 10 foot slide I went over a drop-off and kept sliding, silently this time and not knowing when or if I would stop. Luckily, I hit a tree.

Ben, just hearing the scream, the fall and a thud, thought that at best I was unconscious. I finally mustered an “I’m okay” and was faced with a new, not less scary dilemma- how to get back up to the trail. Going back up the way I came was out of the question and I would be lucky to get anywhere without sliding further. Not to mention I had sustained some bloody injuries (see exhibit a). I did find a way out and with help returned to the trail. We decided to continue and cautiously made our way to the second peak and were rewarded with an incredible view of the entire Windward coast, and that’s where our journey ended. Reaching the third peak entailed swinging on a rope over a 400 ft drop and we weren’t feeling super confident or as excited about the risks involved, so we turned back. On the way up we had been chatting happily about our hopes and dreams for the future and on the way back we were quieter, bodies limp after the adrenaline wore off but happy to be walking out together. Even portions of the trail that I had quickly traversed with a baby in tow two days before, suddenly seemed like an accident waiting to happen.

But I’m not out of the woods yet. Having a personal doc to assess my injuries he starts rattling off a list of scary sounding conditions that could arise from my abrasions and when I question the possibility of one of those actually happening he replies that he’s seen multiple deaths and amputated multiple legs this year from similar things. So looks like I’m not out of the woods yet, folks.

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Exhibit A - We wern't too concerned about getting them in focus at the time and chances are we were both shaking anyway.

Olomana - Peak One

There is one hike that I really wanted to conquer before we left and with my mom here I thought we might be able to do it even with the kids. Mt. Olomana, or "Oahu's Matterhorn" as it's been called, is a hike with three distinct peaks or ridges that are just begging you to climb them. The first peak is a steep ascent but not as dangerous as the second two and I was never planning on taking the kids past the first and frankly I'm still shocked that we made it to the first. Props to A. who hiked at least four miles round trip from car to summit and back. At one point she even referred to the rest of us as "slowpokes" as she scrambled up rocks like a champion (I was sure that she got her mountain goatedness from me - but I found out a few days later it may not be so). One thing that was cute was that she misunderstood the concept of reaching the "peak" and instead kept finding "peeks" along the way where she would look out over the world below. Miles got a free ride to the top and back, sleeping through most of the trip but giving a few encouraging "weeeee's" along the way down.

Moloka'i

My mom is here to help me with the kids while we get ready to depart, but rather than clean, pack or organize what I really wanted to do was go to another island. So we went to Moloka'i. The plane ride over was amazing. It was a nine seater propeller plane and the view was worth a million dollars - far more than what it cost ($50).

We only spent two days there but the lifestyle is so slow that it felt like a week. There are no traffic lights on the island and only one chain restaurant - you guessed it... Subway :) (it's a little known fact that there are more Subway's than McD's worldwide) Maybe it's because I wasn't expecting much but I thought it had some of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen. Between the small plane and the private beach time I felt like a celebrity with my own private island. I was set to fly back this weekend so Ben could experience Moloka'i but the flights are all sold out.

A few highlights for me was seeing Kalapaupa - the leper colony (if you want to know more about it I fully recommend The Colony: The Harrowing True Story of the exiles of Molokai). You aren't allowed down there if you are under 16 so I didn't get to tour it this time (on account of the kids), but we did hike along the worlds tallest sea cliffs and visit Hawaii's longest white sand beach. Another place of interest was Phallic Rock - where according to Hawaiian legend women trying to concieve can sleep here and be rewarded with child. Interesting and almost embarrasing to look at. There is a picture in the slide show (we're all adults here people).

May Recap

It can't be June already! I guess when summer never ends, you don't quite realize when it's starting again. In fact, it looks a little more like Fall around here since Summer means less rain some of the hillsides are getting tinged with brown and orange (just around the edges - it's still wonderfully green of course). We are supposed to be getting ready to move but the powers that be have been slow on getting us official orders so there is not much to be done but wait.

Ben - The highlight of May for Ben would probably be the discovery of his talent playing the ukulele. This ability should be no surprise as it runs in his blood (the Portuguese brought the ukulele to the islands long ago and his Portuguese-Hawaiian great-grandfather was a talented musician on Maui). So, on Mother's Day Eve the men at church organized a dinner for the women of the ward and the youth provided in-home childcare so that everyone was assured of having a great time at the ward function. It was held in probably the best located home in town with sweeping panoramic views of the ocean and mountains. The property and home itself are so beautiful it makes you sick to your stomach - in a good way. That was the scene. Following dinner Ben was able to join the entertainment of the evening which was kanikapila - basically a Hawaiian style jam session. After his performance with the group he was asked to be in the ward choir, invited to kanikapila at the beach on Memorial Day and given his very own ukulele song book the next day with the songs often played when they get together. I had a hard time getting him to leave so that we could relieve the babysitters and he admitted on the way home that "this was a rough one" meaning - he was already sad about leaving the islands but this just made it that much harder. I agree.

Work wise, since some of you have been, are in or are imminently going to be in the same position career wise and since that's where he spends most of his time let's report and commiserate. After Ben and I were just discussing how easy this general surgery internship has seemed (we expected the worst)(and it is relatively easy, because I do not see how he can get up that early and still come home with a smile on his face, then again, he's probably smiling cause he's finally home - whatever the reason he's made it easy on me) he started his neurosurgery rotation. After enduring demanding ICU, ER, Surgery and Medicine rotations I thought this one would be a good one to end with, however, on his first day, after being there since 5:30am he called at 7pm to say they were going into surgery and he'd call me when they got out. They got done at 3am. Thankfully, he didn't call me, nor did he come home. Since he had to be back two hours later, he made the right choice and stayed on some lovely bed at the hospital - either that or he has a mistress.

Miles - Still wears a size three diaper but is growing up and out. Can carry on a simple conversation and his favorite phrase, when he is the slightest bit disappointed, is "oh man" (said like Swiper on Dora except that he still won't watch TV (oh man) so I'm not sure where he learned it).

Avery - Graduated from her first year of Awana Cubbies. Is excited about moving to a new "island".

Me - May was not all flowers for me, in fact, I had one very bad day amidst some decent ones and a couple great ones.

Within 24 hours: I put a huge dent in our car while sidling up to what looked to be a harmless baby palm tree, my daughter broke one of my favorite dessert plates, our waterproof camera isn't actually all that waterproof, the dollar theater in town closed down and to top it off I realized, at the end of the day, that the shirt I was wearing all day is see-through.

However, I have a car, and the damage could have been much much worse, I still have 7 more plates and at least it wasn't my stoneware which I only have 4 left of, we have a DVD player to watch movies on and maybe me wearing a very sheer shirt made it a good day for someone else.

In other news, I finally lost all the baby weight from Miles.

Thirty is the new Fifty.

Thanks for the invitation American Association of Retired Persons. Even though you put out a decent magazine and I'm sure you offer great discounts at establishments I probably don't frequent, I'm going to have to pass for now. Call me again in twenty years.

There's a first time for everything.

After nearly seven years of providing gourmet-ish meals for the man of my dreams, he dropped a bomb on me. He wanted me to make a casserole. If you know me very well, you might have figured out that I am not a crock-pot, casserole, one-dish meal type of gal (chili doesn't count). Let me clarify however that - I will gladly eat and find delicious any meal cooked via those various techniques, but it pains me to even think about making them myself. After all, it's hard to plate those items in an attractive fashion and I am a bit of a snob when it comes to the way my food looks (And thus by saying this my meals will now be subject to scrutiny I'm sure. I hope not.)

I have made one other casserole, it was this Christmas for breakfast and it had feta and spinach in it. It was beautiful. The one Ben wanted me to make included - rice, ground beef, onions, cheese and yikes, I can't even write it, cream-of-junk (Rachelle I hope you don't mind me using your term). It was not beautiful but it didn't taste half bad, although "not as good as" his moms. Fine. I didn't want to be known for my awesome rice casserole anyway. And I made the unforgivable mistake of not having tortilla chips to eat it with. I didn't realize it doubled as a dip.

So another (equally disturbing) culinary first that I had this week was buying something I promised myself I would never buy - American Cheese - aka - Processed Cheese Food Product. What is that?! I've always been wary of Velveeta - how can you trust a cheese that can keep for years on your pantry shelf?

Anyhow, I read an article interviewing Padma Lakshmi, the gorgeous hostess on Top Chef, where she claimed that American Cheese made the best grilled cheese sandwiches. I figured that she was just trying to sound common and that only the finest artisinal cheeses pass her lips, however, against my better judgement and instinct I stood in front of the Cheese Food section for 10 minutes trying to decide which package to buy (I had the incorrect notion that there was only one kind - Kraft Singles). After nearly becoming sick while comparing labels, I choose the cheapest one. They all seemed disgustingly similar to me, why waste another two bucks on an experiment. Apparently, this was the wrong choice as I wasted some darn good bread making three sandwiches in which the cheese failed to, well, melt, Ben informed me that Kraft Singles were the only quality cheese food product, besides Velveeta of course. I don't think I'll be trying them - in my kitchen anyhow. But if you want to make me a sandwich or a burger with the stuff - I will not bat an eye. I might even enjoy it.

Public Enemy #1 - Mold

After this weekend mold has just taken the number one spot over mosquitoes, sand & cockroaches as most annoying obstacle to enjoying perfection in the tropics. It grows quickly and is a beast to remove. Here are a few of the places I have found it lately besides the usual grout* and shower curtain liner - on a wooden spoon that had been in the dishwasher for two days, the back of someones toothbrush, all over the double stroller, on our microfiber sofa and on this shirt that had been in the laundry basket for no more than three days. It always manifests itself as these tiny black spores. The only thing I've found to eliminate it is something I'm not a huge fan of using much of, but in moments of neccessity - bleach - not everything can be bleached but luckily all of the above can and has been (except for the sofa, which was whitish and maybe could have withstood a bleach solution, but they gave us a new one for other reasons so we are now mold free)

*Another highly caustic but effective product is Tilex Mold and Mildew Root Spray. I highly recommend it wherever you live.

Creeping Incrementalism

Am I the last person to find out that the price of stamps were raised again? I might as well add my 41 cent stamps to my drawer-full of 29, 33, 34 & 39 cent stamps since I already know I won't be making it to the post-office to get the 1 cent filler. I knew I should have purchased the "forever" stamp last time but I just wanted something cuter. And by something cuter, I mean famous American authors I've never heard of.

My other gripe is more serious. They are messing with our ice cream. And by they, I don't know who I mean, but I can tell you what brand - Dreyers (or Edy's if you are East of the Mississippi). I was at the store and was quickly going to grab some Rocky Road when I noticed that they had updated the packaging, and wanting to get the freshest possible batch, I pushed aside the last few containers with the old packaging and reached for the SMALLER, newer packaging. Of course I didn't realize it till I got home and the container felt strangely more compact nestled in my lap, almost personal size. We had another flavor in the older package so I checked and sure enough the ice cream has shrunk from 1.75 Quarts to 1.5! But my question is when did 1.75 equal a half gallon? I guess I missed the first ice cream shrinkage.

The good news is that, unlike the possibility of buying a 41 cent forever stamp, there may still be the older - larger ice cream cartons out there to be had if you act now. The bad news is, for you Breyers fans - they too have already delivered the crunch.

photo courtesy of the consumerist.

Vintage is just a fancy word for old.

Since B. did such a stand-out job this year providing various non-necessities for me on my b-day I felt I was under a little pressure to come up with a few things for him that he would like (I know it seems like this would be the norm for what you do for people on their birthdays but since our special days are close together we generally forgo individual gifts to each other and get a family gift or go on a trip instead. We also usually go ahead and toss in mother's day, father's day and our anniversary into the pile as well. Easy.)

Dr. Laura hasn't written The Proper Care and Feeding of Wives yet so I couldn't get him that. On a side note, I did enjoy the book he got me - at least what I skimmed through before I returned it.

One thing I know he has been wanting is an "Eddie Would Go" t-shirt. They make variations of this shirt but the one he wanted was the Quicksilver version with the simple statement on the front. They don't have a current version in the Quicksilver store so I went to the web to find one. A couple merchants on eBay were selling one like what he wanted and basically I picked the cheapest one and the one that was shipped from Hawaii so it'd get here on time. It got here plenty fast, the only problem was that it wasn't new! The guy (eVintage) had more than one of the same color shirt in differing sizes and they weren't being auctioned so I didn't even imagine that it wasn't new. You certainly couldn't tell from the picture. Normally, I wouldn't think of giving someone a "used" gift - but it is Ben. He could care less where his clothes came from. And he didn't even notice. Of course I told him and gave him an IOU for a new one. The book I ordered him didn't get here on time so otherwise he would have had nothing. To top it all off I don't even make the cake that he allegedly loves for his birthday (my excuse - I don't have the recipe - His response - but I do have his mom's number). Had I read more of the Dr. Laura book perhaps I might have made it. Maybe when he turns 30.

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Sunday Free Verse

Stale Cheerios

Color Wonder

Late Again

Stake Conference

If you want to read some better poetry I suggest you go here .

Kiddie Couture

Hey Salary.com - get ready to add fashion designer to the list of jobs that need to be included in my salary. Avery asked me if I could help her make a dress for her poor naked doll (it is Erica the pauper from Barbie's Princess and the Pauper after all) and dress her we did. Finally a good use for all of those pieces of felt I've been saving to make a quiet book with! We also made a cape and some jewelery for her as well - finally a good use for the hundred lbs of beads I have under my bed - Tami what are you doing with yours?

A. hated the bow on the cape by the way - who does she think she is - Nina Garcia? I'm surprised I wasn't auffed (as in auf Wiedersehen) right then and there.

I'd recognize that foot anywhere.

That's M.s' little foot dipping in the pool (navy/green). One Step Ahead - Page 9.

Forecast: Vog

We enjoy ideal weather day in day out - warm, sunny, occasional showers (read - rainbows), no pollution. But occasionally we get Vog. Volcanic Smog gets carried by tradewinds from erupting Kilauea on the Big Island. It's hazy, it's irritating to the eyes and lungs and just plain gross. Luckily it departs fairly quickly. Tomorrow I expect it to be back to normal - sunny and 82.

Happy Mother's Day - Now where can I collect my paycheck?

'Salary' for stay-at-home moms nearly $117,000

May 11, 2008
Los Angeles Times

Compensation study pegs moms' pay at $117,000.

If a stay-at-home mom could be compensated in dollars rather than personal satisfaction and unconditional love, she'd rake in nearly $117,000 a year.That's according to a study by Salary.com, a Waltham, Mass.-based firm that studies workplace compensation. The eighth annual survey calculated a mom's market value by studying pay levels for 10 job titles with duties performed by typical mothers, including housekeeper, teacher, psychologist and chief executive. This year, the annual salary for a stay-at-home mom would be $116,805, and a mom who juggles an outside job would get $68,405 for her motherly duties. The biggest driver of a mother's theoretical salary is the overtime pay she would receive. The 18,000 mothers surveyed about their typical week reported working 94.4 hours -- meaning they'd be spending more than half their working hours on overtime. Mothers who work outside the home reported an average 54.6-hour "mom workweek" besides the hours they spent at paying jobs.


What I want to know is why our pay went down from previous years (same company, same study) 2006- $134,121, 2007 - $138,095!

Apparently Avery didn't get the memo about my current salary, but I did get a lovely card, handprint and decorated dollar for Mothers Day. Accompanied by the "bestest, most tightest hug you've ever had". The flowers came from our current guests who graciously gave Ben credit for them when they realized they had just upstaged his non-gift. But since he started a 30-hour ICU shift early that morning he gets a pass. Not to mention the fact that I'm not his mother.

Banana Man Chase

It doesn't take much to convince me to run 3.1 miles. Give me a coupon for a free smoothie and I'm there. I also, despite popular belief, enjoy having a reason to get up early every once in a while. Because I don't have a gym membership and find it difficult to find motivation to go running, not to mention having someone to watch the kids so I can go (I gave up the jogging stroller thing about 2 years ago - it's just not what a run is supposed to be for me) I need things to "train" for - besides life.

The run was great, I didn't realize Honolulu would be so hot at 7am though, but I managed, thanks to a b-day running outfit made of moisture-wicking bamboo fibers. In addition to a Jamba Juice coupon they were blending up some Groovy Guava on the spot which was a welcome refresher and the best part was a free* massage that lasted at least 10 minutes.

On the down side, I didn't read the fine print when I picked up my packet the day before and missed a bit of info that was important in the timing of the race. I was supposed to get my ChampionChip ankle timer before the start. I only noticed once I was in the starting pack that everyone else had gotten the message and no, they weren't all wearing an alcohol monitoring anklet. I didn't have time to go seek one out because I had made a pit stop on the drive in at Starbucks, thinking that the Porta-Potty lines would be awfully long. I hadn't even considered that they might not have potties at all. So forgoing the Chip was actually the lesser of two evils. So due to my inability to follow the rules I got no official time and no chance to win free Jamba Juice for a year by placing in the top three in my age group. Which is 30-39 now (eek). But I crossed the line at 23:13**despite a lifesize banana running in circles around me as I sprinted to the finish (what I had thought was cute at the beginning of the race was quite annoying when you're sucking wind at the end)

*Technically all of these "free" things cost me $25 in entry fees.
**Had I had the chip the time would have been faster (by maybe 5 seconds) as it starts your time as you cross the start line, instead of when the gun goes off and the elite runners take off, and what I mean by elite is, if you can get by wearing only a sportsbra. My time for the last 5K I did almost exactly a year ago was 25:20. So, so far, 30 is feeling good.

April Recap

April would be the month of the revolving door -or slamming screen door, rather, as we had vistors galore. The front door slamming never sounded so good either. We hosted Ben’s parents plus McKay and Lindsay. We kept Mc for an extra week and took our trip to Kaua’i (see below). A few days later the 9:30 crew arrived – Jen, Alyssa, Chelsey, Noah, Sara and Mia. I call them that because they were beat and often asleep by 9:30. They could also be called the 5:45 crew since that’s what time they often woke up. With Ben’s parents we did a lot of hiking and birdwatching – when we would play back the pictures Ben’s dad took on the trip it went something like this – bird, bird, bird, whale, slightly blurry picture of a family member, perfectly crisp shot of a bird, etc. He also bought two books on birds of Hawai’i to remember his trip by. With the girls we did a lot of beach time. In other news…

Avery – Grew at least two inches. Must be all the peanut butter she is eating. I told her she was turning the color of peanut butter because of it and she believes me.

Miles – To sum up his achievements this month – words. Lots of them. A sampling of his new vocabulary include – Rain, Ice Cream, Outside and Chihuahua. He also became a bit of a bully while the “babies” were in town. He had a certain fondness for riding on Noah. Sorry Noah, he’s just trying to practice for becoming a jockey some day.

Ben - We saw a lot of him this month! He took the rest of his leave for the year and got off the rest of the month as early as noon and usually no later than 3. It was fun having him around during the day and he was gracious enough to do some babysitting a few nights so the girls could have some fun. Hope the kids enjoyed watching the NBA finals.

Me - I just put everything aside (including some bills that came due) while I was busy partying the month away. I did manage to get quite a few surfing sessions in this month and was able to take out my new – but old short board which has been a lot of fun. More on that later.

Hawaii Three-O

Being my "magic" or "lucky" birthday being that I turned 30 on the 30th and being in Hawaii for it I have planned on having a birthday bash this year since the day I turned 29. Because of this no one else in the family gets a party this year.

It didn't matter that I was moving somewhere new and there was a possibility that I would have no friends to come to the party but luckily it wasn't so. Not only was I able to invite some super friends that I have just met in the last year but some "old" friends were here as well. One such friend being Jennie (from back in Maryland) who also turned 30 (on the 3rd) so we had a co-birthday party, although she was gracious enough to let me continue with the dream of having it on my birthday (plus being her 30th, it was as good a date as any right?). And when Dave B. called to see if he could surprise Chelsey with a trip here her available dates to come were right around this time so it didn't take much coercing to make sure that she, Jen and Sara would all come at the same time. And it is by no accident that I suddenly had a hairstylist, master chef and photographer flying in for the event. Preparation and opportunity converged, if I do say so myself. Had I been slightly more persuasive I might have landed myself a DJ as well....and if only someone in the family knew balloon artistry...

The girls obliged my demands requests to bake a variety of desserts but we locked horns on whether or not a cake from a box would be served at MY party. Okay, I was the only one with horns and I did compromise to let the cakes be made from a mix with homemade frosting. And it was perfect. Chelsey made one white cake and one chocolate and layered and frosted both with coconut cream cheese frosting. (It is still moist and delicious a week later - right Jennie?) Jen dazzled with grasshopper brownies, a favorite of mine in college (a love affair that landed me 10 pounds heavier within months of matriculating) and brought back memories of celebrating with roommates, a birthday, at least 10 years ago. As you can see from the pictures Sara whipped up a tablescape that would make Sandra Lee proud and without her there would have been no decor to speak of, nor photographs to document the soirée. And a word on the pictures - I promise that I have friends that are over age eight, unlike what it looks like in the pics. The parents were having a grand time doing nothing while Chris the balloon boy twisted his little heart out for an hour. Thanks girls (and Chris) for everything!

Just what I always wanted.

I got a lot of cute things for my b-day from various friends and family members. I didn't get anything I didn't like but Ben gets the award for...well...i'm not sure what for but he deserves something. I told him a few weeks ago not to get me anything as I counted our trip to Kaua'i as gift enough, but I guess 30 was a big enough deal (not to mention he was going to have an audience when I opened his presents) for him to "go all out". I got a very nice flower arrangement which included stargazer lilies which made up my wedding bouquet. 2 points for attention to detail. I think the last time I got flowers from him was when he was on his mission and sent money to his mom to have some sent to me...I'm not sure this behavior is allowed or encouraged on your mission but it was sweet.


Attached to the flowers were a couple of gift cards. One was from Ann Taylor and one for Nordstrom and if I was to believe the card accompanying it,they carried a balance of $1,000,000.00. Wow! I'm not sure that's exactly where I would spend one million if I had it but thank you. Since he knows I like to read he took some time to find me a special book by Dr. Laura - The Proper Care and Feeding of Husbands. Thank you again. The last thing I got to unwrap from him (or as the card said, from Miles) was a package of Spanx (one size too large - despite the height/weight chart on the back- which makes the error that much worse). He's lucky that I find him irresistibly funny and have a remarkable sense of humor. And that he kept the receipt. So make that $1,000,030.00 I have to spend.

The recipes

Coconut Cream Cheese Frosting:

INGREDIENTS
1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup unsalted butter, softened
4 cups confectioners' sugar
2 tablespoons heavy cream
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon coconut flavoring*
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup sweetened shredded coconut
1 cup sweetened shredded coconut, toasted* (optional)

DIRECTIONS
Beat the cream cheese and butter in a mixer bowl until light and fluffy. Gradually add the confectioners' sugar, one cup at a time, alternating with heavy cream. Beat in the salt, coconut flavoring, and vanilla extract. Continue beating until mixture is smooth and spreadable. Add additional confectioners' sugar if necessary to thicken the frosting, or more cream to thin. Stir in the coconut. If desired, spoon toasted coconut evenly over frosted cake.

*Chelsey's version did not have coconut extract or toasted coconut and it didn't need it.

Grasshopper (Mint) Brownies

From the book 'Rosie's Bakery All-Butter Fresh Cream Sugar-Packed No Holds Barred Baking Book'.

Ingredients
3 1/2 ounces Unsweetened chocolate

12 tablespoon Unsalted butter (1 1/2 sticks) at room temp

1 1/2 cups Sugar 3/4 teaspoon Vanilla

3 large Eggs at room temp.*

14 tablespoon All purpose flour (3/4 cup + 2 TBS)*

-- MINT BUTTERCREAM -- 1 cup Confectioners Sugar 4 tablespoon Unsalted butter (1/2 stick) at room temp2 teaspoon Peppermint extract

-- GLAZE TO TOP MINT BUTTERCREAM -- 4 ounce Bittersweet chocolate 2 teaspoon Light corn syrup

*This doesn't make a very large pan so Jen doubled the recipe then used one less egg and 1/4 cup less flour for a less cakey brownie. Good call. It was baked on a jelly roll pan - or what I know to be a cookie sheet.

Instructions

1. Melt chocolate and butter in a double boiler over simmering water. Cool the mixture for 5 minutes.

2. Place the sugar in a medium-sized mixing bowl and pour in chocolate mixture. Using an electric mixer on medium speed, mix until blended - about 25 seconds. Scrape the bowl.

3. Add the vanilla. With mixer on med-low speed, add the eggs one at a time, blending after each one until yolk is broken and dispersed - about 10 seconds. Scrape the bowl after the last egg and blend until velvety -- about 15 more seconds

4. Add the flour on low speed and mix for 20 seconds; finish the mixing by hand, being certain to mix in any flour at the bottom of the bowl. Stir in ½ cup of the nuts.

5. Spread the batter evenly in an 8-inch square pan (greased) and sprinkle the remaining 2 tablespoons of nuts over the top.

6. Bake the brownies at 350°F on the center oven rack until a thin crust forms on top and a tester inserted in the center comes out with a moist crumb -- 25 to 30 minutes.

7. Remove the pan from the oven and place it on a rack to cool for 1 hour before cutting the brownies.

8. Cream sugar, butter, and extract using electric mixer at high speed until white and fluffy - 2 to 2½ min. Spread buttercream over cooled brownies and freeze for 1 hour. Melt chocolate for glaze in double broiler, remove pan from water and stir in corn syrup. Allow glaze to cool to point where it is no longer hot but is still loose and spreadable. Spread glaze over top of mint buttercream. Refrigerate brownies for 30 minutes. Cut with thin, sharp knife dipped in hot water and dried before each cut.

One Day Older...and Tastier too!

I love Ben & Jerry's (although I've never met a full-fat ice cream that I didn't like) I love their flavors, their packaging etc. etc. We've even made the trek to their factory in Vermont* where they have real live black and white cows (I don't know what kind they are, I'm not a cow expert) like the ones in their marketing and they have a flavor graveyard where all their discontinued flavors rest-in-peace. So sad. Anyhow, the big news is that B&J's is exactly ONE DAY older than me! I've managed to catch a few free-cone days in the past but didn't know that we've been trucking along, celebrating the same milestones merely 24 hours apart all these years. Who knew! Now that I do it will be easier to remember when free-cone day is so next year I'll be sure to remind everyone in advance so we can all get our free cones.


P.S. - My very favorite B&J's flavor (although I like them all) is probably Marsha Marsha Marshmallow (I would have never in a million years tried it based on the name had my mom not discovered it's deliciousness first, it doesn't even taste like marshmallow). What's your favorite?

























(yes my eyes are closed and yes i'm wearing stretch pants. whatever.)



*A highly recommended vacation by the way. We took a 10 day road trip and did NYC-Rhode Island (Newport, possibly the most fabulous town on the East Coast)-Boston-New Hampshire-Vermont (including Joseph Smith birthplace)-Lake Placid (awesome) on one of Ben's summer vacations...I miss having the schedule of students!

It's comin'...

Song for Sunday

Save the Bees

With so many worthy environmental causes and efforts out there - phasing out plastic bags, hybrid cars (or in my case, walking where we can), solar panels, reducing indoor air pollution, recycling etc. it takes time and practice to become more "green" but I think it's fun to contribute to the effort w/out having to get all freaked out about global warming. So here are my top three things I am going to focus my efforts on:

1. Creating less trash. One way, besides buying less to begin with is to get rid of junk mail and catalogs. http://www.catalogchoice.org/ is a good site that will contact publishers on your behalf. http://www.greendimes.com/ and http://www.govspot.com/ask/nameofflist.htm can also reduce your junk mailings.

2. Going Loco. Being a locovore as much as possible, meaning buying locally grown foods to support farmers in your own area and eliminating the shipping waste. Plus, food just tastes better and stays fresher longer when it hasn't had to do a lot of traveling (especially over an ocean).

3. Saving the Honeybees. Maybe it's because we go through so much honey at our house but I have a soft spot for bees right now. Even the one that stung me on the foot at the beach last week...or maybe I stepped on it...anyhow, Colony Collapse Disorder is threatening our food supply and we need their pollination skills! At this point I'm not sure how I can help, except to plant flowers and buy more (local) honey but here is an even tastier option - buying certain flavors of Haagen-Dazs (http://helpthehoneybees.com/) goes toward the cause. Now that's something I can help out with.

Maybe next year I'll get crazy and start a compost pile but for now I'll stick with these three. What environmental cause do you care most about?

Kaua'i Days Three-Four

Having felt like we had seen all that we needed to see by car we headed out to find some snorkeling. The beaches there are nice but not spectacular, they look kinda like Southern California beaches except with no one on them. I felt like I was on a deserted isle. More on that feeling later.

Unfortunately being the tail end of winter, the best snorkeling spots were currently being used as the best surfing spots but we attempted anyhow. We ended up at a place called Tunnels. Which later we found out that this was the spot where surfer Bethany Hamilton got her arm chomped by a shark. This reminds me of when we were on Maui (I guess I do recall a few things) and we found a great place to snorkel off the side of the road and the kids were asleep so we stashed them in a tent on the beach and did a little underwater exploring. I started to get a little creeped out and was anxious about the little ones, because even though we weren't very far out and they were very safe, I thought that it was too good of a news story if we were eaten by sharks and the kids were found on the shore. Little did we know that we were closer to that happening than we thought. The reason it was a secluded spot with nice reef, turtles and no snorkelers was because this sign was posted just a few more yards down from where we had parked.

We had, at one time, a picture of us standing in front of this sign with or snorkel gear but like I said, don't ask.

So back to Kaua'i. On the other islands we have always wished we could spend more time but on this one, we wished we could spend more money. To see the island by air, by sea etc. I think that is where the real beauty lies. But on the bright side, the last day we got to just enjoy our hotel, which we don't usually get to do. Ben got up at 6am on Sat to watch playoff games and I explored the area, including ancient petroglyphs and sacred sites that were right outside of our room on the Wailua river. We were situated where the first Polynesians were thought to have arrived in Hawai'i.

Like having extremely high expectations for a movie that is good but fails to satisfy, I'm afraid Kaua'i didn't deliver like I hoped it would. I hate to even say that, because it is a beautiful destination and many a peoples favorite of the islands I'm sure but it doesn't earn my highest recommendation. Maybe it's because I wasn't really needing a tropical vacation or because the most beautiful beach I've ever seen is five miles away from where I live. I don't know. But landing back on Oahu felt like coming back to the future or like to the mainland.

Final analysis - If you want to get away from it all, you have a soft spot in your heart for hippies (or are one) and if you can afford to take a helicopter ride (doors off please) then it is the place for you. And while you're there you can enjoy some awesome ice cream. But you'll probably find us on the Big Island (top pick), Maui or right here at home.

Kaua'i Days One & Two

Our upcoming departure from the middle of the Pacific has prompted us to pack in a visit to each of the major islands in the Hawaiian chain more quickly than we would have liked to take it (three vacations during a surgery internship year - shocking) with Kaua'i rounding out excursions to the major four. Yes, we went to Maui. No we have no pictures, and therefore no memories. Don't ask.

Because we have to maximize our days, thus requiring the least amount of leave time taken, we always get one of the earliest flight out and the latest back. This got us in Kaua'i and hiking the Na Pali coast by 9 am. Abes refused to wear closed toe shoes and proved to us that she can indeed hike (an advanced trail) in slippahs. And do it well. She did three miles then returned to the car with the McM to finish their interrupted nights sleep while the rest of us continued on. Tired and dirty we spent the remainder of the day sightseeing by car until we could check into our hotel.

Day two we headed west to Waimea Canyon which was described by Mark Twain as the "Grand Canyon of the Pacific" and that's what it looks like. We found out as we drove down from the canyon that Miles gets car sick and he threw up as his dad said, despite a mothers pleas to pull over, "we're almost to the bottom" and went faster. Anyhow, he was fine and we all got some ice cream in Kauai's "biggest little town". It may have been the best I have ever had.

We finished off the evening in Poipu for a bit o sunset and then felt like we had seen the entire island (as navigable by car).

Meet the Manny

Meet McKay. Our manny. Or McManny. A Spanish-speaking, Eagle Scout (I want my kids fluent and well on their way to earning badges by the end of our trip) and one of the nicest teenagers you will ever meet, I would have "hired" him even if he weren't Ben's brother. He's coming with us to Kaua'i for a few days.