Easter Madness! =D

Well, sorry this took so long. Blogger is being a real pain in the badooshka lately, so I'm having issues. Some which may require tissues. However, nothing like posting pictures to make you feel better! =D









This is Sarah in her building's new kitchen! We were making popcorn because we were taking a break from the stress, THE STRESS of planning an Easter dinner! =D Actually, it was a lot of fun, and not a lot of stress. Her new kitchen is apparently from Ikea, and one that is taken directly out of the box, and in which you simply press a button, and cardboard Ikea men pop out and simply put in all the screws (included) handles (included) and common sense and sturdy design (not included) to create a full, fun, and functional kitchen! =D I feel bad for Sarah, though because her kitchen used to have an oven. Now, no oven. Obviously, people here hate ovens for reasons that I can't seem to fathom. Alas. Alas. No oven.







This is me trying to prepare an artichoke for Sarah and I's soon to be infamous 'Non-artichoke Spinach and Fifteen Cheese Dip.' I had (and frankly, still have) no clue how to peel an artichoke properly, so I tried to look it up on the internet (Which you can look up here, if you're really interested.) which seemed to go like the chef guy has pictures of...until I GOT TO THE MIDDLE. To get to the heart of an artichoke (which is the uber tasty part) one must peel the leaves away, and cut to the centre, roughly speaking. I was good up until there, following all the chef man pictures to the centre of the artichoke...at which point, I was confronted with a large hairy yellow mess which looked something like what you imagine what would happen if you took a dandelion and fed it radioactive fertilizer. Sarah informed me that it's possible the artichoke had gone to seed at this point, and all I could do was assume that's what happened because...well...I wanted to feel better about buying a really expensive vegetable table did nothing but give me a poke in the finger. (The yellow hairy parts were actually long, unassuming, extremely painful thorns. It was terrific that I figured that out AFTER sticking my hand in the middle of it to figure out whether I could find the heart or not.) Needless to say, we did the only rational thing we could think of, and added more cheese. =D I threw away the choke.








This is Sarah opening a bottle of wine...with my screwdriver. What does this signify? Two things: a) Sarah should never take her corkscrew off her keychain b) Brennan's home is not liquor access equipped.

She did get it off though. Props.





This is what I like to refer to as Monste's 'Godzilla' pose. Soon, before you know it, buildings will crumble, and Japanese people will be badly dubbed! Fear the wrath of Mexican stress! =D I believe Montseratt was talking about her thesis and her upcoming wedding at this point, so I suppose we could call it her 'Themartial' pose. She was pretty uber stressed when she got here, but she unwound by time the night was over, which was really good. I was starting to worry about her blood pressure. She's similar to me in that way...we both create and live our stress-filled activities.


Alright! SO, onto the food pictures! The most important part! =D =D =D
The menu was as follows:

Appetizers: Spinach dip and hummus with pita/french bread
Salad: A Spinach and mixed salad with feta cheese and a strawberry/raspberry viniagrette
Wine: Some sort of red wine. Ask Sarah. She was the only one tippin' the bottle, if ya know what I mean.
Vegetable: Ratatouille (A French dish which I haven't made since History in Grade 10. It's made of stewed eggplant, zucchini, bell peppers, tomatoes, and...I think that's it.)
Vegetable: Lemon roasted potatoes (Which Montseratt kept saying she made them too lemony, but I thought they were amazing.)
Meat: Chicken. Nothing fancy, but still something I don't eat enough here.

I made enough food for many people, even though I only invited a few...I think it's for the best. As in, I think I'll be eating leftovers for the rest of the month. Wohoo!




Appetizer and Salad Dressing





Salad and Ratatouille





Buka Buka







A Pan Shot. (I'm sure there's a pun in here somewhere, but I'm not going to touch it.)







This is the aftermath shot. Notice the subtle-ness in which Sarah clutches her belly in a mixture of pain and yet extreme happiness.








This is a shot by Montseratt. Notice how her terrific camera work makes me look more like a Hobbit than normal. Thank goodness I don't have to break it to you that I've recently had my legs amputated and I really do look that short. Yeah.






These are an example of the easter bags I made up for some of my friends. The lady at the grocery store gave me a look when I went through the till with all that chocolate, let me tell you. Anyways, I'm glad I made them, and everyone seemed to enjoy them. =D



Alright, well, I had a ton of more pictures and things to say, but Blogger is creaking on its last legs again, and I just spent a really, really long time uploading all of this, so I'm going to leave well enough alone. Happy Easter, everybody!