Study Schmuddy

Y'all...I am so done with school. Stretched deadlines, stressed profs, my brain straight up going "NOPE" every Saturday morning in response to my waking up in a panic and shortly realizing "hey, it's Saturday! I don't need to wear pants or go to into the clinic...but I can study?"

Here is a stunningly metaphorical NOPE in picture form. 

my clinic biddy Emily fetching me lemon tea from Starbucks to soothe my cough.

Matt's mom makes these crispy, savory pancakes with walnuts.  they are sumptous without any toppings, just hot off the pan.

I had a weak moment and bought coke from a vending machine. I showed my classmates. they snapped photos.

breakfasts with this guy (NOTE THE GEM ON THE LEFT)

my classmates communicate in pictures. 

THOSE HERBS I GREW THEM

Matt asked me to buy lime basil but barely uses it. I chopped some and froze in olive oil

Culver's, a midwestern delicacy 

fried cheese balls? with ranch dipping sauce?

gluten free, but made the mistake of not reading what the pasta was made of: LENTIL FLOUR. Poops--I mean--oops. 

homemade cashew milk getting turned into a homemade frappucino!

Surprise dinner of steak and onions

A grocery store opened up about 5 blocks from the clinic and has a pretty decent salad bar 

found at Miami airport: guava and sweet cheese pie. SO FRAGRANT. 

Grandma with my welcome home meal--that lady, I tell you.

Mom and I at the oyster bar at JTM. Pricey to sit and eat, and the oysters were just ok.

But...I may try it just one more time... 

picking vine leaves for stuffing!

At a family-favorite Italian restaurant, Tre Marie 

crème brulée bread pudding, at a restaurant nearby. Just say no to that fusion shit.

broccoli "breadcrumbs" in meatballs. yes, thank you, I'm a genius.

Winter Feasts and Good Eats, 2014 and 2015

Whoa! Look at the cobwebs around here.

I'm clearing them out with these photos. ENJOY les filles!

The only thing this picture is "suggestive" of is THE END of the semester!
I now have time to peel pomegranates!

Marché Adonis. Matt took this picture in awe of the sweets he CAN eat. 

I came home to my Montreal kitchen painted piss yellow. 

Minced pork for Matt from the Italian butcher in lieu of the elusive bulk sausage ppl in the midwest shape into patties and eat for breakfast. It just wasn't the same. I tried. 

Italian fluted, fried dough bows. My aunt Amira has connectionz. 

Orange and rosemary cornish hens for Christmas dinner--saved my Christmas

I was browning sausage for Christmas lunch (pizza)--the best sausage I've ever had. "THE BEST!" Amira exclaimed. It was from one of the boutique shops in St. Jovite. I attempted to buy some the next day--$19.99 for 4 links! uh no thanks.

Stuffed vine leaves--also saved Christmas 

More things/people that saved Christmas: Amy made my Grandma biscotti! Look at how incredible she is. Grandma was utterly impressed with the professional cookie packaging AND AMY'S ARABIC WRITING! "She does things. This girl. Amazing. I have no idea how she does them."--Grandma

My paternal uncle's wife, Jocelyn, is one of the most loving, generous, energetic, upbeat individuals I have ever known. I complimented her BBQ sauce. She lined up the ingredients to take a pic in lieu of writing the recipe (which I told her I'd lose). "Une cuillère à thé de tout!" she said.

Amira making a New Year feast for Matt

He'd been up since 4 am. Let's cut this sourpuss some slack.

Amira, wonderful and gorgeous as always

Matt's welcome feast at Grandma's house--he was charged with carving the roast (veal, of course.)

Grandma approving of the skillz

Posing with his dairy- and egg-free bounty

He wanted live Scottish music. The best we could do was Hurley's. Look at that cute face. :)

Amy made the BEST BURGERS I HAVE EVER TASTED EVER. IN MY LIFE.
PLEASE POST RECIPE. 

Fondu was also the best I've ever had and LOOK HOW FANCY!

My friend Nara's birthday at Le Pois Penché

Nara 

Matt ordered mussels. They were acceptable. 

Nara and I split pancakes and eggs benedict. The pancakes had flambé pineapples. I discover I am picky about pineapples. And pancakes.

The oyster monger at JTM. Next time, guys, next time. 

My classmates live off of PB&J and animal cookies. They ask me if animal cookies exist in Canada. I send them pictures demonstrating that our animal cookie culture is alive and well. 

VINE LEAVES DAY! 

Grandma mixy

THEY SEE ME ROLLIN. THEY HATIN.

proportions are key.

Grandma plants the leaves in her gardens, boils them, freezes them. I was speeding up the thawing process by laying them out on the edges of the tupperware. We made about 200. 

Amy made me surprise biscotti. LEMON AND CHOCOLATE. How does she know? 

just pure perfection.

I only had 2 glasses of wine. The flu had me on the floor. They joined me. 

The infamous wine. I must get more. 

I slept over that night, with NO hangover because Amy plied about a gallon of water in me before bed. SAINT.
Here are her incredible crepes. Here is a Dr. Who cup. 

There was no jam in the house. What's a girl to do? 

Dad and I made veal. of course.

And most delicious of all...this kid.