Now friends, you may ask yourselves, why does Portia even bother looking at recipes? By now you must know how I roll. I start out with the best of intentions to follow a recipe that someone who knows a lot more than me painstakingly arrived at through trial and error. But then, inevitably, I rebel and I just make sh*t up.
So what is it, and why is it not an aperol spritz? First, I forgot the soda water. Then, in addition to the orange, I threw in a lemon and a grapefruit, and some mint leaves. Why not. And then I added some limoncello because MISCELLANEOUS ITALY IN YO FACE. And so, the “rebellious aperol spritz” was born. Looks fun. Tastes fun.
Pop quiz, you guys: what happens when you try to make risotto and cookies at the same time, while also mentally doubling your cookie recipe? At least one crash and burn (fun fact – my risotto was al dente and delicious and generally ON POINT).
Who screws up making cookies from their own blog? I do. I ended up making some delightfully fragrant rocks. One batch was supposed to be for my proposal team at work, and one was supposed to be for my supervisor who is recovering from surgery, but I’m pretty sure that these would send her back to the hospital, or at least to the dentist.
Evidence suggests that I made a miscalculation with regards to my leavening agents.
I made these delicious animals for a New Year’s Day lunch/dinner, where we were all a bit worse for wear. One of our friends even napped through the middle of it, then got up and came back out and recommenced eating. Not a bad strategy at all.
Our resolutions? Most expressed a desire to never be hung over again (ha!), and some resolved to eat more cheese. I can get behind that.
Get on into 2015 and whatever is next for you. While listening to golden age hip hop. Obviously.