Mid-week Crisis: In which I get my 8th pair of converses. I’m not obsessed.

1. Tonight at dinner we somehow got on the subject of mercury in fish. Evil Scientist brother casually interrupted the conversation and said, “Hey, mercury’s atomic number is 80.”  We were all like heh heh…I hope you’re joking… he then got out the table of elements (because all homeschoolers keep the periodic table handy, obviously…) and showed us that he was correct. How am I related to these people?

2. Months ago my aunt was going to get me a pair of Union Jack converses, but that fell through and I forgot about them. Then for my birthday she showed me a picture of two different pairs of Beatles converses I could choose from. I picked one out and, again, forgot about them. I think I have memory issues. She came over today and BOOM look what I have.

3. Kait and I were brainstorming ideas for my senior quote. I think we finally decided on “Vote for Pedro,” but these were some other options.

4. Speaking of Kait, she mailed me 12 bags of tea when I was sick last week. She is quite lovely, if I may say so.

5. I started a Heath Ledger board on my pinterest thinking it would help bring me closure. Nope. Only makes things worse. And the fact that I have a picture of him as my background on my laptop doesn’t help either.

6. I’m starting college essays. The prompt for one of the colleges I’m applying to is to either write about a topic important to me (food) or a journey (having a blog and teaching myself how to cook…so I could make food). I’m going with option number two. I’ll keep you guys updated.

7. I’m not sure if I’ve told you all about my siblings, so drumroll please. I’m the oldest. Muahhahahaha. I have three brothers – Future Chef, Evil Scientist, and Corrupted Brother – and two sisters. One is Sister Celiac and I’ve decided to name my youngest sister Brute. She’s surrounded by brothers and she is one tough cookie, to say the least. She can pick up Sister Celiac who is 7 years older than she is. Yeah, scary. This is a picture that she drew and taped to the wall.

Again, scary.

8. Is anyone else completely excited to see Looper in two days? Although I’m a bit hesitant to see Joseph Gordon-Levitt look like Bruce Willis. I mean, I’m sure he’s still attractive and stuff…but…I’ll have to actually pay attention to the storyline instead of just staring at him. I’m not sure how I’m going to do this.

9. I dropped fifty bucks on a Fringe hoodie. So worth it? I think yes.

You’re glutenful. You’re glutenful. You’re glutenful, it’s true.

“Lemons are disgusting,” said no one ever.

I love lemons. Actually, one of my earliest memories is being on a boat in Colorado with my family and just eating lemons. Another one of my earliest memories is sitting in a car seat and freaking out because I thought I was going to die. Yeah. I was a strange child.

One of the blogs I stalk intensely admire is AmyBites, and she put up a recipe for Lemon Loaf the other day. Since loaf is one of the weirdest words ever (next to tyrotoxism, which means to be poisoned by cheese. I kid you not. Look it up.), I’m going to call it Lemon Pound Cake. Sounds a bit better, right? This recipe was kind of exciting because I got to grate a lemon for the first time. Is it really sad that the most exciting part of my life is grating lemons? Wait. Don’t answer that.

The magic of lemons is that they help you find cuts on your hand you didn’t know you had. What makes it worse is I have a bit of a habit of picking the sides of my nails when I’m nervous. This has been random facts about Picco that make her sound totally mental. But anyway I was in some serious pain juicing these lemons yesterday. I would compare the pain to the pain I felt enduring Leonardo DiCaprio while I was watching Inception. Great movie, don’t get me wrong, but he bothers me to no end. Side note: since Titanic is now in 3D, if they still don’t notice the iceberg, they have some serious issues. Just saying.

I think I’ve finally realized the trick to making non-enjoyable outings enjoyable. Before you leave for said awful event, make food. Last night I went to a homeschool conference that I was anticipating I wasn’t going to enjoy. I mean, what sounds fun about being around a bunch of people you don’t know and listening to a long talk at 8pm, which is wayyyy past my bedtime? (that’s sarcasm, people. I’m not that lame. I actually go to bed at 9.). So right before I left, I made this so I knew I would have something to look forward to. Luckily, I actually had a good time. Part of what made it enjoyable was quoting Brian Regan at random times during the talk with my friend. That always helps.

I used regular flour in this because we were out of brown rice flour, and, OF COURSE, my sister with Celiac was like “You made Lemon Bread! I love you!” It was such a big guilt trip, I’m pretty sure I could have gone to Antarctica and back. Speaking of, one of my friends said that she wants teach to paragliding lessons and dig up dead people’s bones in Antarctica when she’s older. I know, you’re jealous of my awesome friends. It’s pretty obvious.

Lemon Pound Cake
Adapted from AmyBites

For the pound cake
1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon fine sea salt
1/3 cup lowfat buttermilk (I know if you don’t have buttermilk you can make it by adding lemon juice to milk and letting it sit for a little while, but I’m not sure exactly how to do that.)
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 pound (1 stick) unsalted butter, at room temperature
3/4 cup granulated sugar
2 large eggs
Zest of 4 lemons (yes, 4.)
Juice of 4 lemons

For the glaze
1 cup powdered sugar
2 tablespoons  lemon juice
2-3 tablespoons water

Preheat the oven to 350º F. Prepare a 9″ loaf pan with baking spray or parchment paper; set aside.

Combine flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt in a bowl, and set aside. In a separate bowl or measuring cup, mix together the buttermilk and vanilla, and set aside. There’s lot of setting aside in this recipe.

In a stand mixer, or in a mixing bowl using a hand mixer, cream the butter and sugar until light and fluffy, about 5 minutes. Add the eggs one at a time, mixing well after each addition. Add the flour mixture alternating with the buttermilk mixture in three additions, beginning and ending with flour. Stir in lemon zest and juice.

Transfer the batter to your prepared pan and smooth the top with a spatula. Bake for 40 to 50 minutes, until a cake tester inserted in the center comes out clean and the pound cake springs back to the touch. Cool in the pan for 10 minutes before transferring to a wire rack.

To make the glaze, whisk together the powdered sugar, lemon juice, and water in a small sauce pan. Heat over low heat until warm. Be careful to not caramelize the sugar. Drizzle over cooled pound cake. Enjoy immensely.