use real butter

Jeremy and I went out on the deck to watch the Space Station fly across the sky tonight. I had seen it several times before and wasn’t all that excited, but I went outside anyway. I don’t know why I forget how cool it is because I love it every time. It was cold out, we had less than a minute before it appeared, and I couldn’t find my hat – so I put on my ski helmet, which is nice and warm. Just as it began to ascend the sky, Tom drove up to his house and we yelled to him to look up at the station. Then Kellie came out to see what the shouting was about and he told her to look just above the moon. Stuff like this is what I used to do as a kid – it’s one of the many reasons I love science… come to think of it, it’s one of the many reasons I love Jeremy.

And shortly after sunset, Jeremy called to me to come and see the nice Kelvin-Helmholtz waves on the horizon as he was closing the blinds.

nice shear

**Jump for more butter**

My parents have a habit of buying a lot of things when they visit us. They have a habit of buying things in general as an activity. My dad gets excited about visiting the Costco (all three of the nearest ones to Pasadena: Alhambra, Burbank, and Azusa) in So Cal because they are “different” from the ones at home. I’ve had to give away random stuff they leave behind (and they always leave something behind). They treat our house as a repository. Dad wants me to live my life the way he wants me to. I cannot count how many times I’ve caught him lugging a giant TV to the Costco cart only to march him straight back to the TV aisle. While packing the kitchen last night, I found this in the freezer:

You got it. Frozen fish head (and tail). My parents also cook when they are here. They are great cooks! But it’s a little odd to have them leave fish parts in my freezer. I know my father’s intention was to come back and make fish stock with the head and tail for his famous (and delicious) bouillabaisse. Well, he’s not going to visit before we move and I’m not transporting Mr. Red Snapper in our cooler to the new house…

I would love some mint ice cream about now. Not the green stuff, but the pink peppermint ice cream that Purity makes in central NY with little crunchy bits of dark pink peppermint candy. Oh, that is really good ice cream. I think the fat content is through the roof on that one. Best for me to stay away from it though considering my lactose intolerance and also how it goes against the ARP (Ass Reduction Plan).

Oooh, I found this on the Recipe Source (I took out the food coloring, that’s bullshit):

3 egg yolks, beaten
1/2 cup sugar
1 cup milk
1/4 tsp salt
2 cups heavy cream
1 tsp vanilla
1/2 cup crushed peppermint candy

Mix egg yolks, sugar, milk and salt in 2-quart saucepan. Cover over medium heat, stirring constantly, just to boiling (do not boil). Refrigerate in chilled bowl 2 to 3 hours, stirring occasionally, until room temperature whipping cream and vanilla into milk mixture. Add crushed peppermint candy sticks. Pour into 1-quart ice-cream freezer. Freeze.