Thursday, September 3, 2009

Pizza, Brownies and Hooch

Having experienced a recent creative drought, I realized this morning that I needed to post something on the blog to keep my enormous readership up to date on life's goings-on in the Crescent City. Work at the Roosevelt has kept me fairly occupied, and I've been adjusting to a constantly-changing schedule--keeps things interesting, I guess, and I'm grateful to have a job with benefits in beautiful surroundings.


Peaches and I both had the evening off last night, and decided to stroll around the Quarter for a bit and watch the early arrival of revelers who will fill the City this weekend to celebrate Southern Decadence. I'm looking forward to the event, and anticipate much fun and debauchery. We decided to store up some party points for the weekend, and after a polite cocktail at Lafitte's and a delightful nibble of brie with a glass of Prosecco at the Grapevine we headed home for an evening of tunes, laughs and delicious homemade food.


I won't go on about the mad skills my charming host possesses in the kitchen, but we enjoyed a delightful repast of homemade pizza last night. Behold:




Having cleaned out Rouse's of the Martha White pizza dough mix that is apparently disappearing from store shelves, Brandon created a delightful pie from scratch, topping it with pepperoni, mushrooms, red onions, zucchini, red bell pepper and cheese. Beats anything you can have delivered, and I relish the cold pizza treat I plan to enjoy after completing this post. While Brandon prepped dinner, I worked to slake our thirst with delightful cocktails made with Stoli blueberry and soda with a splash of pomegranate juice (I've sworn off sweet tea vodka).


And for dessert? Homemade brownies, of course.




Brandon received the brownie pan for his birthday, and the brownies are moist and sinfully chocolate. You want to eat more than one, but know you just can't...and shouldn't...but you do anyway.


Lots of music and laughter punctuated the evening and I tried my best to stay awake during a viewing of "Best in Show", but alas, a long day and a full belly took me away to dreamland before the movie was over. At least I made it through the opening credits.


It's gorgeous outside and I have the day off, so I'm going to head soon in search of simple pleasures to enrich the day.

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