This cake is my next project to play around with….
Feuille d’Automne
Chapter 14 of my Professional Baking workbook….
here’s someone’s version of it: (not mine)
http://picasaweb.google.com/anna.landaw/AssortedCakes#5204471016429748322
I’m still sticking to my meal and workout plans. I have them posted in my personal AZ Forum. Comments are always welcome.
The waistband and thigh areas of my work uniform pants are feeling just the tiniest bit looser now - I don’t have to suck in my tummy as much to get them buttoned and zipped.
I can see the smallest hint of muscle definition starting in my shoulders again and I have a little bicep hill when I flex LOL
If I contract my abs really tight - I can feel indentions down the sides when I press down. Now to just get the wiggly and jiggly stuff off them again.
My size 4 jeans are taunting me from the top shelf of the closet! The 8’s are saying they’ll come down to see me soon! hehehe
That’s the ingredient I have to work with and come up with recipes for this week…. Wild Boar.
What the heck does one do with Wild Boar? Does it taste like pig? Is it gamey?
Guess I’ll be spending my day off work, googling things again lol Maybe I can put it in a pastry of some sort and turn it into pie or a turnover suitable of the estimated 28$ a plate price tag! haha
Sometimes work makes me feel like I’m on the Iron Chef… with all these strange ‘base’ ingredients.
The director of Food and Beverage (aka, F&B) heard I used to do some bakery work and had some artistic talents, in food work, arts and design (I’ve also worked as a florist during holidays in the past and spent my 4 years of high school working on the school newspaper and yearbook layouts). I’ve spoken to the man 1 time since my employment at the Casino, and that was due to someone else not doing their job and a guest complaining to him about the buffet having empty pans on the hot line…
I was surprised he knew anything about me, to be honest.
Anyhow, he came up to me and asked if I had a moment to take a walk with him, through the front of the house (gaming floor), as he didn’t want the back of the house (the kitchens) to see me talking with him… o_0 I was curious as to what was up. He took me to our pastry/sandwich/coffee shop and said “This display area looks like crap. It’s tired and old and hasn’t changed since we opened 2 years ago. What would you do to make it more appealing to our guests’ eyes?”
Needless to say, I was caught totally off guard and was completely speechless for a few moments.
I walked up to the display case and peered around. I walked to the counter area and looked over the display there too. Hmmmm. I’ve never actually been on this side of the counter.
He said “Money is no object. We are prepared to spend money on this area to make it look better than everyone elses”.
Hmmmmm.
The sky is red right now, as the sun comes up.
BUT… IT IS BEAUTIFUL OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW! It’s not humid. Not hot. Not anything but pleasant and calm.
I feel nervous and anxious. Jittery. Wired. Jumpy.
I couldn’t sleep. I got up when my roomie left for work at 5 am. Last minute closing duties. They have to secure the freezers, coolers, storage. Pack what they can onto the waiting semi-trucks to take north. They should be done around noonish.
Gah, I still need to get the patio furniture tied down, or brought inside, if I can find a space to shove it all. The trashcan needs to be bungied to the fence or something. I’m not bringing that nasty thing inside with me in case I am stuck here.
The landlord hasn’t put wood over the windows yet… they always think there is more time than there really is. At least we don’t have any trees really close - just across the street and down a ways. We have 1 palm tree in the yard that didn’t fall down with Katrina. HArdly any trees anywhere since Katrina. Nothing to slow the wind or storm surge down…
I need to fill some more jugs with water, in case I can’t get out of here. I should hurry and bake some bread loaves maybe, before the power goes out. We have food, but I don’t know if we have any propane. GAH! I can live on PB&J for a while, I’m not too picky when it’s an emergency.
The casino….