Tag: oc

The Boy gives me a hardboiled egg this morning, and because I’m still sleepy, I pop it in my mouth shell and all. By the time I realize what I’ve done, there is a look of shock and vague horror on his face, so I commit and stare him down to assert my dominance.

The olive oil cake with St. Germaine lemon syrup and pink wine

Came out great! Like really really delicious. I’m still going to nitpick though and say that the more subtle flavors were lost under the strong tones of olive oil; it probably would be best to save that kind of flavoring for a white cake in the future, just for a more delicate backdrop to let the floral and berry notes really come through.

(Tbh the recipe sounds super pretentious but it was uber easy, I promise. It was this base recipe http://www.instructables.com/id/olive-oil-cake/ with a blush wine instead of lemon juice, and a tablespoon and a half of my syrup instead of zest)

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I. Sunflowers

Your favorite flowers follow the sun,
and you’re lost following yourself
Uphill, downtown past little aqua houses

Little studio apartments,
At dawn warm bodies, hot coffee,
red bridges over cold bays, and housekeys on a lanyard

II. Meet me where the train tracks end

We’ll have sweet red wine while the nights are still warm
One star overhead and grass wet under our feet,
cigarettes rolled with rainbow pastel powdered fingers
throwing up heady clouds of exactly what we’re not allowed to smoke

Sharing blood and bruises between the two of us
like black liner, blue shadow, and red lipstick
Tequila mockingbirds with sketchbooks in our bags
and knives in our boots