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Happy Turkey Day!
November 26th, 2009 by Angela
So, even though my American cousins declined to celebrate Bonfire Night with me, I am more than prepared to celebrate Thanksgiving with them. What I was not prepared for was the influx of my roommate Jenny's friends who will all be descending on me at 2.00pm tomorrow for a turkey-based feast of gargantuan proportions.
Mew.
I have to brine a turkey. I never once saw my mother brine a turkey for Christmas but apparently this is paramount to the awesomeness of the finished product. Basically this means dumping a thirteen pound bird in a giant bucket of salted water for twelve hours before I roast it. I am somewhat suspicious. And somewhat terrified of cocking up the entire roast beast feast. But as long as I get everyone drunk, it'll be OK, right?
Most importantly, I wanted to do candied yams but apparently they're rank and no one wants them. Sob. They spoil all my fun. Jenny is making a shoofly pie. I do not know what this is. I am excited to find out in every way.
In other Americano news, the producers of Gossip Girl have promised to make it better, yay, Heroes remains terrible, Peter Petrelli remains hot, two of my favourite bands - The Depreciation Guild and The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - are touring the UK at the moment - go see them!, I want the Marc Jacobs Sasha Petal to the Metal hobo bag and, um, my bedroom needs tidying.
I will update you post turkey. Possibly, if it turns out ok, with photos. If there is no photo and I never speak of it again, understand that things went horribly wrong, we ended up eating Chinese take out and getting leathered.
Fun times.
So, even though my American cousins declined to celebrate Bonfire Night with me, I am more than prepared to celebrate Thanksgiving with them. What I was not prepared for was the influx of my roommate Jenny's friends who will all be descending on me at 2.00pm tomorrow for a turkey-based feast of gargantuan proportions.
Mew.
I have to brine a turkey. I never once saw my mother brine a turkey for Christmas but apparently this is paramount to the awesomeness of the finished product. Basically this means dumping a thirteen pound bird in a giant bucket of salted water for twelve hours before I roast it. I am somewhat suspicious. And somewhat terrified of cocking up the entire roast beast feast. But as long as I get everyone drunk, it'll be OK, right?
Most importantly, I wanted to do candied yams but apparently they're rank and no one wants them. Sob. They spoil all my fun. Jenny is making a shoofly pie. I do not know what this is. I am excited to find out in every way.
In other Americano news, the producers of Gossip Girl have promised to make it better, yay, Heroes remains terrible, Peter Petrelli remains hot, two of my favourite bands - The Depreciation Guild and The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - are touring the UK at the moment - go see them!, I want the Marc Jacobs Sasha Petal to the Metal hobo bag and, um, my bedroom needs tidying.
I will update you post turkey. Possibly, if it turns out ok, with photos. If there is no photo and I never speak of it again, understand that things went horribly wrong, we ended up eating Chinese take out and getting leathered.
Fun times.
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December 1st, 2009 by tracy
I love this blog. I read the book and am now not only obsessed with going to New York for a great big shopping spree but I have also made it my mission in life to own a Marc Jacobs bag, have a complete makeover and find myself an indie boy. Naughty Angela indeed!I can't wait for the next instalment. Keep up the good work.
November 29th, 2009 by mrs tiggywinkle
I've also just discovered the blog having finished 'I heart new york' this afternoon. I logged onto the bloomin' Marc Jacobs website in anticpation of my trip to new york..It's not 'til next May but I'm getting organised!Please don't keep writing about bags. They are fab and will consume all of my holiday dollars and that's before I go to Tiiffany for my bookmark! Sadly no-one will be buying me the necklace or pen like Angela had...or maybe I just ought to look for Mr Wall St.(I won't tell my husband!)
Excited about going to MoMa and the cupcake shop. I didn't realise that the book would be so educaitonal!
November 28th, 2009 by Anji
Wow, ok. Have just discovered this blog after reading 'I heart New York' I found in my local library. Is this for real or a spin off of the book? It's about to take off. I can feel the hovering wing!