This morning for breakfast I made these sweet potato croissants and sliced up a pink pearl apple and a gala apple to go with them. I think I overworked the dough so they were kind of dense like rolls, but they tasted delicious, especially fresh out of the oven. A little fresh-ground coffee with hazelnut milk starts the day off right.
In other news, looking for a new strip club as my one shift a week at Portland's awesomest titty bar isn't quite paying the bills. Auditions, auditions... ugh! Gotta keep eyes on the prize though, so that next year I can be in my own little cottage with my organic vegetable and herb garden and a couple of chickens. I've been following the urban chicken movement and am really looking forward to adding a few hens to the family, yes, smack-ass in the middle of Portland. That's why I moved to Portland; this town is kooky enough that doing that kind of thing isn't even kooky. We have organic chef strippers who vote for Ron Paul and write novels. Well, one, anyway.
I recently picked up a copy of Jamie Oliver's new book, "Jamie At Home." Since I don't have a TV I have not been familiar wth the Jamie Oliver phenomenon, but right now I want to have his babies (sorry, hubby). This book - if you have ever even remotely considered the "delicious real food vs. tasteless corporate factory food" dichotomy then this book is for you. I want to buy a copy for everyone I know. What the hell, the holidays are coming. If I can get a job I just might.
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