So Many Changes

So after not posting in ages, I've decided it's in my best interest to write a bit about my life these days. Hopefully this way I can keep some record of Kieran's many changes. He's such a beautiful funny boy. He had his 6 month baby wellness checkup today and it was quite entertaining. Unfortunately we had to wait for an hour to see the doctor! They are usually so much better than that but we had an afternoon appt so it's to be expected. While we were waiting Kieran was sitting on the exam table with the crinkly paper. First of all, he LOVES the paper. he loves to eat it, rip it and generally be as destructive as possible. As he was sitting there, I was playing with him and tapped the paper a few times quickly. He laughed sooo hard! It was the biggest belly laugh I had ever heard come out of him. Nothing more precious than a chubby baby laughing with such pure joy. A moment I'd like to never forget, for sure.

Our big boy is 17lbs 6oz and 26.25in!

Do Unto Others

I am becoming increasingly fed up with people in nyc for numerous reasons. I've made a list...this is the short version but covers a multitude of offenses.

1. Rude
2. Loud use of the "f" word while on the sidewalk
3. Oblivious
4. Egocentric
5. Unfriendly-aside from elderly women who have no problem striking up a conversation with me at any time (this happens often)

Perhaps you are reading this a thinking to yourself that I am too eager to complain about such things. One must understand that I only bring this up after bearing witness to these accounts every single day that I have lived here. I consistently see grown men getting on the bus pushing past women who are carrying a lot of groceries, pregnant, or with children. So many times I have crossed the street with baby in the stroller and need to go up the sidewalk ramp. People stand right in the middle of the ramp and if I say excuse me, they look at me like I have 4 heads. That's another thing to add to my list. In my opinion, people should look at someone walking with a baby and give them courtesy on the sidewalk. Many times I will be walking in a straight line full speed ahead and people will cut me off and walk right in front of the stroller, Luckily for them I am kind enough to stop and not completely run over them. I am perfectly capable of opening a door while pushing the stroller although able-bodied persons who enter or exit a store before me feel no need to stick around for 5 seconds and hold the door. I would hold the door for a person not pushing a stroller! I'm not saying they should roll out the red carpet just because you have a baby, but some common courtesy would be appreciated. I guess the problem in the first place it that's it's not so very common at all.

andyP

TaDa!

Hey all you supporters of my cake making endeavors!
Rejoice for it is finished and you won't have to hear me talking about it anymore. There was slight deviation from the original plan, but it turned out very well for my first wedding cake! There are some cosmetic blemishes, but it was pretty dark and I don't think anyone saw them but me. The cake really did taste delicious too! It was a dark chocolate cake, valrhona chocolate mousse filling and a swiss meringue buttercream. Yummy!

The bride looked absolutely beautiful and her day couldn't have been more perfect! Even the weather cooperated on Saturday. Here are a few photos of the day. Enjoy!

Pisco Party

I'm turning out to be such a terrible blogger already. I've only made two posts so far and there's nearly a 3 week difference between this and my last post.

Life has been moving on as usual. Last weekend Alan and I hosted a Pisco Sour party for our friend J. Riley. Pisco is a type of peruvian alcohol that he brought back from his many trips to Peru and back. When mixed with sugar, lime juice, egg whites and ice it makes a deliciously tart drink. It was a lot of fun and not too much work. For the occasion, I made a type of peruvian cookie called alphajores. It's a dulce de leche cream sandwiched between two crunchy shortbread cookies and sprinkled with powdered sugar. The coolest thing about making them was making the dulche de leche. You submerge a can of sweetened condensed milk in boiling water and boil for 2 hours. The milk caramelizes inside the can! They actually were some of the most delicious cookies I've ever tasted. Very different from my usual dabblings in baking with chocolate. I also made guacamole for the first time and I can't say that I liked it all that much. I am not really a fair judge since the only guacamole I've ever liked was had in Costa Rica. Everyone else seemed to enjoy it and ate almost all of it up.

After hanging out in our apartment a little after midnight, we all headed to Stir to check out the scene. The original plan was to go downtown to find some dancing, but J.Riley wasn't feeling up to the trek. I had been to Stir one time before and I found it to be quite dull and lifeless. This time it was full of people and the music was great, although it was still a bit lackluster. Fortunately we came in a group of 13 and promptly began to dance our tushies off. It added a certain zest to the place. I induced my natural skills of observation and realized that the problem with Stir is the crowd. Everyone there definitely fit into the Upper East Side stereotype and were either much too self-conscious or too egotistical to just have some fun! I'm not a huge fan of my very own neighborhood. All in all, I think everyone in our group had a great time although Alan and I headed home before anyone else so I can't really say!

The Cake Saga

So with ridiculous optimism in my baking abilities, I decided to volunteer to make a friends' wedding cake. Some of you may think that this is not such an unreasonable task to assign myself, but let me inform you that I have NEVER made a wedding cake before. I have only assisted my aunt in making a wedding cake for my own reception. As a result, my level of anxiety about making this cake has only begun to increase with each passing day. To make the situation even more compounded, the cake needs to be made upstate (in a place I do not reside), I need to make a cake to feed 200 people (it will be the lone dessert for the night), and I am a bridesmaid in the wedding. What was I thinking? Seriously.

This wedding is April 14th and I have yet to practice making the cake in such a grand scale. The bottom layer is going to be a full 16" round and I'm a bit nervous about that. I have to cover each tier with a stretchy sugary substance called fondant in order to give the cake a smooth, clean look. It is difficult enough to cover a 10" round tier with fondant, much less a 16" round. Needless to say, I am feeling a bit nervous. I am also nervous in terms of stacking four tiers of such a large size. Never done that before!

I have an idea of what the cake will look like. I am thinking a pale sage green colored fondant, a pink striped chocolate transfer sheet around the bottom of each tier, and beautiful gumpaste cherry blossom scattered along the cake. I also found the most adorable cake topper that actually looks a bit like my friend and her fiance. Here are a few visuals...

On a positive and mouth-watering note, the cake will taste absolutely delicious! I am making a fabulous, dense chocolate cake, filling each layer with a flavored ganache (perhaps orange), and covering it all in vanilla buttercream and fondant. It will be served with vanilla ice cream and a strawberry. Heaven on a plate! Yummy!

I am going to fit in a practice session this weekend and I pray that my design goes well. Otherwise I am in absolute trouble with a capital T! Lesson learned on this one...

AndyP

King of Blogging

So my friend J.Riley is the king of bloggin and after a recent photo post,I am left inspired. I have the need for a creative outlet these days and what better way to channel than blogging? Let me start by saying there are only a a few blogs that I find worth my time to read, J.Riley's and some baking blogs. I am left pondering if the pages of this journal will be grazed by the eyes of many or few... The greatest thing about this is that perhaps my family will take a peek into my world in "The Big Apple".



For those of you that don't know, my days are filled with an exploration of bodily functions performed by a beautiful 8 month old girl that is my charge. I deal with a lot of poop, saliva and I usually find numerous varieties of baby food in my hair by the end of the day. Despite what some may think, being a nanny is not the easiest job on the planet. However, it is filled with moments of such purity and joyfulness that I couldn't think of anything better (except having my own child of course). Attn: Alan! Today, the little one is sick with a nasty cough and runny nose. I am just praying that she will be better soon, the poor little peanut.




Speaking of which, I gotta go because she's awake! Stay tuned for more...