Best Damn Pound Cake

Slice of amazing pound cake.

A while back I bought a book at the amazing A Southern Season, which I'm delighted to see has a nice website, on the science of baking. Bakewise, by Shirley O. Corriher, is a big fat book that promised me it would teach me the hows and whys of baking.

I love baking. I don't like to cook, generally, because I'm too impatient and I want food, dammit, but I find that baking is generally delicious every step of the way. Also I have an incurable sweet tooth.

Like everything else I enjoy doing, I would like to bake better. I have ideas of perfection in my head, and am consistently disappointed in the shortcomings of my various efforts. Every time I discover that I am not Martha Stewart, I am somehow surprised. Being occasionally methodical, I figured a book that explains how to be a better baker rather than just giving a bunch of recipes (at least half of which generally suck) would be just the ticket.

Naturally the book sat around untouched for a year or so. But here I am in Jersey, friendless, bored, and perpetually in search of something to eat. Bam, Bakewise. The first recipe discussed, as an illustration of the necessity of balance in baking, is pound cake. I like pound cake well enough, though it often disappoints me, so I thought I'd give Shirley's Even Greater American Pound Cake a try.

It's a bundt.

The ingredient list is complicated, involving butter and shortening and oil, flour and potato starch. Actually, I was surprised to be unable to find the potato starch at my nearby grocery store, considering that this neighborhood has a significant Jewish population - Corriher gave the helpful hint that it is generally found in the kosher section, which was oddly small at that store. Anyway. The recipe had a lot of stuff in it, but the directions were helpfully explicit and I followed them faithfully. It's generally quite difficult for me to follow directions faithfully unless it is the very first time I do something alien to me. Cakes - I modify those babies all the time. Which is probably why they fall apart so often.

This cake did not fall apart, except for that one tiny section that didn't come out of the pan correctly, because I used the wrong spray (okay, I followed it mostly faithfully). It came out looking quite nice. It baked for just under an hour - I may need to check my oven temperature. I applied the glaze as suggested and let it sit for 24 hours. Then I cut it.

This cake has a hole in it.

Holy crap, it is perfect. The texture and consistency are absolutely perfect, and the taste is just right, with that faint hint of almond. It is nicely sweet, and the glaze is the perfect compliment (though I used less than half of it, since it stopped soaking in). This pound cake is awesome!

Looking forward now to continuing with the book, trying more recipes - and soaking up more knowledge of how it all works? While the author is trying to explain which thing does what and why, I think the relationships are still best learned through trial and error. Many delicious trials and many incredibly bad for me errors. Good lord, I need to start exercising again.

No-Sew Rag Rug

This post was originally published on Saturday, April 14. But I'm an idiot, so it was published in the wrong place.

So today was a new crafty foray, for my own personal uses rather than any grand dreams of resale. My new apartment has hardwood floors, and I need area rugs. I have a buttload of fabric from numerous impulse purchases at various craft and fabric stores during various periods of inspiration for all the stuff I was going to sew! but never did. A rug rag seemed like a great idea.

I looked around the internet a bit (by which I mean I did a Google search and looked at maybe the top five results) and found tutorials for braided rags sewn into a rug, and an intriguing one for a rug made without sewing. That'll be easy, I thought.

Of course, I should have known that nothing is ever as easy as I think it's going to be.

I followed this tutorial from Little House in the Suburbs, and overall it's a great step-by-step. It is easier than it first seems, but I did have a few issues.

I started with some leftover fabric: a black velvet-like leftover from the Halloween cape project of 2004ish (I still have the cape, it's pretty badass)

This guy's big brother helps me be an even bigger dork.

and the sad leftovers from the failed 30th birthday dress attempt, a shiny hot pink "shantung."

This was supposed to be a really sweet skirt, except I suck at sewing.

Everything started out okay,

and I followed the directions for adding pieces of fabric, although that was where I started to run into a bit of confusion. The tutorial writer just says she did it "in a way to keep the pattern," which meant that I just blithely went along and didn't think much about it. It seemed successful at first.

The tutorial also instructs me to add two more strips of fabric each time I round the corner, but I found two things as I went along:

1) This was, like, a lot of work. More than I had thought, anyway, taking way longer than my initial half-formed fantasy of "zip zip I am done." I was at this thing all day, in between eating just about everything in my apartment. The pink fabric frayed like crazy, and the only lighter I could find was very difficult to use on it.

At one point I had 16 strips, I think.

2) As I went along and the outside got much wider, there was a distinct difference in tension, with the middle bits all super tight and squished, and the outside much looser. I like the way the outer part looks a lot, and kind of hate the inner part.

The end result, as of 9pm, was what I think will amount to a fancy new bed for my cats. I got bored of cutting new strips of the black velvet all the time, and generally bored of the whole thing. It didn't look as perfect as I wanted it to, but there was certainly no way I was going to do take it apart to do it again. It won't lay flat because of the difference in tension, and the bright pink, besides being hard to photograph, doesn't look as nice as I'd like with the brown of the floors. It's too small to be much use (except to the cats; they love small slightly cushioned spots and were fighting over this windowsill spot at one point, though this is just McClane being kinda chunky).

He sleeps like this often. When he isn't whining or yowling for no damn reason.

Also, I need to get something to attach to the bottom so it doesn't act like a banana peel the first time I step on it. That would be totally hilarious, but only if somebody were here to see it and I only landed on the bed.

One step away from slapstick stardom.

Overall, today's craftiness enabled me to watch three movies (including Snakes on a Plane, which I got for $3 at a thrift store yesterday) and loads of episodes of TOS. Kirk and Spock were in fine form in today's episodes, and I grow continually more obsessed with young Leonard Nimoy. He was SO. HOT.

Anyway, keep calm and craft on.

The Motivation

This post was originally published on Thursday, April 12, because I started the blog in the wrong place.

So begins another blog project.

Recently I began making beaded jewelry. It started innocently enough, in a misguided attempt to make inexpensive personalized holiday gifts for friends. The gifts turned out all right, but the "inexpensive" part was a bit off, because of course I became rabidly obsessed with a new crafting opportunity.

Then there was rationalization. I thought, if I can sell some of these earrings on Etsy or whatever, I can justify this terrible habit to myself. Then I started dreaming up all these amazing things I was going to make and sell: earrings, rings, knitwear, geeky things, awesome tchotckes!

But let's be realistic. I am not going to be the next Etsy star, or major knit designer, or hilarious blogger who can start new memes at will, or even somebody who can manage to produce cool stuff that people might want to pay for with any kind of regularity. I'm way too lazy. When it boils down to the choice between making use of the 9,000 bits of crafty supplies I've accumulated and moved across the country multiple times, or watching another episode of Star Trek: The Original Series on Netflix, Kirk and Spock will win. Every time.

That said, I, like many of you out there, am on a continuous quest to improve myself. To achieve goals, to do what I set out to do, to make enough money to buy more booze. I need to be more productive! It is time to be the person I want to be. The person who makes cool things as well as watches hours of science fiction television shows and drinks beer in dive bars. Plus I just moved to New Jersey and I don't know anybody, so now seems like as good a time as any.

So this blog will document my efforts to be more crafty, with a purpose. I'm gonna make things. If they seem awesome, I will try to sell them. And if I end up on Regretsy at any point, I will die happy.

Star Trek Saturday!

Season 2 Episode 12

Really, how could that be comfortable? It's actually a little embarrassing how much of the time I've spent watching this show and checking out the cucumbers Kirk and Spock are smuggling through airport security.

Beaded Earrings

 
Having completed my first week at the new job and still not knowing anybody nearby who could join me for swilling beer and watching action movies, I decided to try for crafty productiveness today. Since I don't have any money, I needed to stick with things I had on hand, despite the siren call of all the lovely ideas on my Pinterest board. That meant earrings, as I'm not allowed to start any new knit projects until I finish that blasted cardigan for my sister's 2011 Christmas present.

I'm still new at beading, and my equipment is not so great. I got started late last fall, thinking it would be an easy and fun way to make holiday presents for friends. Fun, yes. Easy and cheap - not at all. Like any new craft or hobby I pick up, I was delighted to buy lots of pretty things in so many pretty colors and poke at them endlessly, my eyes all misty with ideas of all the beautiful things I would make, and how I would become an Etsy superstar. Since I was (as usual) strapped for cash, I bought a cheap-o tool set at Michael's, which serves, but not very well. I have lots of findings, in several metal types, but they are all on the lower end as well. Etsy superstardom is far away.

No matter, I like making earrings, and the people I gave them to for Christmas seem to like theirs. Like anything else, it takes practice, so I spent a chunk of this afternoon making earrings. It gave me something to do with my hands besides eating, and let me contemplate how much I detest the people who live above me. Honestly, do they rearrange their furniture every day?

As you can see, I have a few beads.

These are just the bigger ones.

The other day I discovered a bead store in the center of the township where I live and work. Haven't been in yet, but I will, and I'm sure I will find things I HAVE TO HAVE. As a completely unrelated aside, the other day I went to the pub near that bead store, in an attempt to find a new neighborhood bar. I'm not good at going to bars by myself (that may have been the second time I have ever done so), so it didn't go all that well and I wasn't in love with the bar anyway, but I overheard this fantastically Jersey conversation next to me at one point. I thought I swore a lot, but I have NOTHING on these Jersey youngsters. Every other word was "fuckin'," just added for random emphasis. And the accent makes it sound so harsh! This guy and this girl were talking, and were drunk, and actually part of the conversation was sort of sad, but they just kept saying fuck so often I was giggling into my Sam Adams. I must've looked like quite the freak, by myself at a bar and chortling into my beer.

Where was I? I made three pairs of earrings today, and now I'm trying to decide what to name them when I open up my Etsy shop. Perhaps I'll have to come up with some sort of ridiculous story about them, too.

We'll call these Memory Alpha. The description will go something like this:

The inspiration for these came to me as I was watching the dashing Captain Kirk and 

Science Officer Spock save the galaxy yet again, though they failed to save the culture of 

pretty much the entire galaxy, which was apparently all foolishly stored in one, unprotected 

place. But these earrings will store all the knowledge and soul of the wearer in their sparkly 

depths. They're just like the Enterprise!

These shall be called the Jaime Lannister. Spoiler alert: if you haven't read Storm of Swords, don't read the description, which will go like this:

These asymmetrical little darlings have only one small bead. Oh no! They must've had the 

other one cut off by a Brave Companion. But they still have a heart of stone!

Here are the President Bill Pullman specials. Because he's a combat pilot, Will. He belongs in the air.

Really, how many of the descriptions on Etsy make much more sense than that?