A friend gave me one of these gorgeous treats for my birthday, so naturally I need to describe it here. First, Just Desserts is a great name! Second, my readers may remember that I often don’t care for chocolate cake. Why put perfectly good choccy in a cake when you could make tasty candy out of it, right? Well, there are exceptions and this was one. The cake was moist and delicious, with a luscious texture. (So many choc cakes are dry.) Third, what about caramel frosting with chocolate cake? I was a bit wary of the frosting, since it practically slid off the cake when I cut it (my housemate and I both tried and judged this concoction, agreeing on every point). But it was wonderful, rich and creamy, truly bursting with flavor. It was actually a cream cheese flavor and a great complement to the cake. This may have been the first time I tried cream cheese caramel. I give Just Desserts top marks for this excellent cucpake!
[Written in 2011, posted in 2012, reposting again to confuse everyone.]
Last day in my 40’s. Ate red velvet cake for breakfast and read The Black Swan. It’s taking me a while to get through this book, but it’s worth it. Really thinky parts, good for writing and life in general. Expect the unexpected. I don’t like change or surprises and am always trying to anticipate bad things, but what usually happens is a different bad thing occurs from the ones I imagine. Almost all of the time I’ve spent worrying has been an enormous waste… I should have worried about other things. So either worry better, or not at all.
Last weekend I drove up to Alameda to spend a few days with my daughter Diane and her hubby Sam, plus their critters Rory and Zizi. I stopped frequently to stretch my legs so my back would not freeze up. Took me more than 8 hours (supposed to be about 6.5), but I was okay with that.
Friday night we ordered a strange pizza with ricotta cheese blobs… Diane and I loved it! Sam, not so much.
On Saturday, we went to a mall in Walnut Creek to mosey around (everyone masked). Then we headed to lunch at Kabab Burgers in Lafayette. Everything was crowded, so we took our lunches to Sam’s parents’ house in Orinda.
Omg so delicious! The food was excellent and it was a beautiful day to dine al fresco. Then, the real adventure began. The lovely Orinda house is secluded in a gorgeous woodsy area, and I asked Sam where this path led I saw from the porch. He said there was a tiny old wooden schoolhouse back in the forest from like 100 years ago. Of course, Diane and I wanted to go see it. Sam led the way…
Turned out there wasn’t much of a path and we had to hack our way through the wilderness like explorers in the Amazon. There were birds and bugs and probably salamanders, toads, and snakes. Bobcats and bears too! Finally, after an arduous 7 minutes or so of intense hiking, we found the schoolhouse.
But two things happened simultaneously. One, we saw that the building had collapsed into a pile of rotting wood. You couldn’t even tell what kind of structure it had been. Sad. Two, I lost my phone somewhere in the jungle. Oh no! Sam said we’d find it and not to worry. He took a pic of Dee and me with his phone.
We began to trace our steps back and search for my phone. Nothing. I looked around and realized what a vast woods it was, teeming with life. An eagle could have already swooped in and taken my phone, or a rattlesnake might have eaten it, or it could have sunk in a pile of quicksand. I was starting to panic in a major way. How would I get home sans GPS? What about my Scrabble games in progress? I’d miss out on all the Messenger chats! But then Dee called my number and it rang. Sam spotted my phone going off in a patch of leaves and handed it to me. Whew! What a relief!
We headed home and proceeded to play board games: Carcassonne, the Castles of Mad King Ludwig, and Ticket to Ride. I lost all of them. I wasn’t too hungry that night because of the big lunch, but I managed to try my pre-birthday cake and pie selections.
There was carrot cake and red velvet cake, both with scrumptious cream cheese frosting, and there was my favorite pie… key lime in a graham cracker crust. So yummy! No movies that night; we all read books on Kindle. Sunday morning I slept in even later and had cookies for breakfast. Lunch was a variety of dim sum (delivered) and later we took a walk with Rory.
We saw lots of ducks and geese on the other side of the island, but it was windy and freezing, so we stayed out only a short time. Warmed up at home with some wine and baked brie, plus two rounds of Catan and two rounds of Lanterns (lost all, keeping my streak going). Doggo was happy to be back in her cozy bed.
Kitty is older and not feeling well, so she mostly stays snuggled in a soft blanket. Poor sweetie. Sunday night came around so quickly… and then Monday morning when I headed back down south. Easy-peasy trip home with little traffic and a bit of drizzle in the middle of the journey. Visits with family are always too short! Already planning to return for Turkey Day. Hopefully I will get a chance to redeem myself at board games… will practice on friends in the meantime.
You are not hallucinating ~ Cookie Dough Oreos exist and I tried them. I almost passed out from excitement in the grocery store when I saw the package, and of course I grabbed it immediately, with my first thought being… I shall review these for my peeps!
Just look how incredibly adorable they are!
And they are absolutely delicious! The cookie is crispy and chocolately, which enhances the dough flavor. It really tastes like cookie dough, all buttery and sugary, but better cuz of being sandwiched between the nommy Oreo discs.
Look, I know I’m going to get some Oreo purists muttering about the olden days of basic Oreos. They turn up their snoots at Double Stuf… they think Golden Sandwiches are blasphemy. Heck, they probably wouldn’t even touch a cute Halloween Oreo. Well, you know what I say to these folks? GROW UP! You can’t keep everything the way it was when you were 5 years old, for Pete’s sake. Time marches on. Deal with it.
(Personally I can live without Birthday Cake Oreos. Meh.)
My daughter had the brilliant idea of putting some CD Oreos in the fridge to see if they’d taste like a roll of cookie dough. I did that experiment. They were superb!
Cold Cookie Dough Oreos on my pink Kindle Fire ~ pretty artistic, wot?
I can only hope that my Ode to Oreo post here comes to the attention of Mr. Nabisco himself and he sends me all the Oreos to review because I would do that for you guys! Yes, yes, I would.
Also, most of the time I can’t even find any of the awesome new special flavors, so it’d be great to have them FedEx’d to my door. I’m especially interested in the coconut fudge cremes and Mega Stuf.