I couldn't possibly use the fresher log when I had a perfectly good older brick to use up first, could I? (Yes. And that other log of almond paste? Soft! Malleable! Creamy, almost! Labeled marzipan, which might have meant adjusting sugar levels in the cake. Yes! I had another log of that glorious stuff lying right next to the petrified block. Because, you see, dear readers, I'm a woman rich in almond paste.
Well, it might have also been my hard-headed idiocy. A murder weapon, if you will.Īnd here's where my smug thriftiness led me astray. But after a quick poke here and there, I realized that my luscious paste was no longer the yielding mass it had once been. I just didn't have any use for it yet, and I figured it would wait patiently, like a box of brown sugar, until I needed it.Ī few nights ago, when I was pulling out ingredients to make a tea cake from the pages of Tartine, which was reviewed in the Los Angeles Times before Christmas, my hands alighted upon that brick of almond paste. But I didn't entirely forget about the paste. I slipped the almond paste into my kitchen cupboards and soon it was wedged behind a few boxes of rice, some vinegar, half a sack of beans, a can of tuna. (I could have made latte di mandorla, but my mother always liked that stuff more than I did.) The thick paste yielded appealingly under gentle pressure from my thumb, but it was the middle of summer and baking was far from my mind. A note in her delightfully loopy handwriting, a pair of fishnet stockings (she single-handedly increases the stock of some hosiery companies, I'm convinced), a paper bag filled with a few pounds of sun-dried tomatoes from Puglia, and a flat brick of almond paste, wrapped in simple blue-and-white paper. More than a year ago, my mother sent over a little care package from Italy, stuffed with all sorts of lovely things. In my case? A brick of hardened, year-old almond paste. Because just when you start feeling smug about your resourceful ways, something will come along and smack you in the head.
#LOOPY LEMON SERIES#
Making one casserole stretch into four days of square meals, finding breakfast in the series of half-finished oat bags (rolled, steel-cut, what have you) in my cupboards, baking bread instead of buying it.īeing thrifty is glorious, I tell you. I'd had such good intentions since the New Year - pinching pennies here, being resourceful there. Nasty Lemon Lectures, GOP Would Rather Take Away Your Vote Than Protect You From Guns
Twitter: Worst of Don Lemon Tonight Bias: Lemon also has a habit of smearing all conservatives or Republicans as collectively evil and/or racist, such as when he claimed that Trump voters were on the same side as the Ku Klux Klan and neo-nazis. He recently demanded of white Americans: “stop saying you aren’t racist,” and has questioned whether America sees black people “as fully human.” He has used his radical racial ideology to bash black Republicans such as Senator Tim Scott (R-SC), often heavily implying that such individuals are not truly black.
#LOOPY LEMON PROFESSIONAL#
Since the summer riots of 2020, he has become intensely focused on race, and he is prone to reciting the sort of talking points one might expect from a professional race baiter rather than a news show anchor. Lemon has been with CNN since 2006, and his show is a source of some of the most extreme commentary on the network. Formerly CNN Tonight with Don Lemon, the newly rebranded Don Lemon Tonight airs weekdays for two hours starting at 10:00 PM Eastern on CNN.
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