Bridget: “I don’t know that this is particularly summery, but my favorite trashy TV show is ‘One Tree Hill,’ which, oddly enough, my husband got me hooked on.”
Excellent use of the blame-the-husband strategy, Bridget! Send your mailing address to me at rebecca@ezrapoundcake.com to claim your prize.
And, just in case you were wondering what trashy TV shows were everyone’s favorites, here’s the Top 5:
“Real Housewives” (all cities)
“True Blood”
“Jersey Shore”
“The Bachelorette”
“Teen Mom”
What?!? I haven’t seen a single one of these! A friend loaned me the first season of “True Blood” on DVD, so I’m going to check out the first episode this weekend. Maybe I’ll try to catch at least one episode of each of these shows.
A few months ago, someone from Spike Your Juice™ asked if I wanted to try one of their kits. A kit that she said would transform the wholesome all-natural juice of my choice into fizzalicious boozy booze.
So, in the name of science and for the good of the land, I said, “Hell yeah!”
The process is simple. Pick up a 64-ounce bottle of your favorite all-natural juice (I chose a store-brand, ultra-cheap White Grape-Peach), pour the magical Spike Your Juice™ powder inside (it’s yeast, organic evaporated cane juice and an emulsifier), and seal it with an airlock and rubber stopper for at least 48 hours. Go, Science! Read More…
OK, some of you have asked, “What’s up with the countdown clock?” The one at the far right of this page.
It’s there mainly to remind me that we’re LESS THAN TWO WEEKS from launching an Ezra Pound Cake store!
No, it won’t be filled with EPC beer koozies, shot glasses and onesies, although all of those would be awesome. This will be a virtual store, where you can come and take a look around when you need a recommendation for a particular kitchen tool, or you’re looking for gift ideas, or you’re bored at work and require some eye candy to get through that last 30 minutes.
No, seriously. Henry the Wonderdog and I can’t party over here all by ourselves. We’d eat too much dip.
Come hang out with us at the new Ezra Pound Cake page on Facebook. A place where we can discuss Really Important Things, like pie and ice cream and Jon Hamm.
You can ask me about anything – a recipe, blogging, fun things to do in Nashville, Southern food, what happened on “Losing It with Jillian,” where I stand on Jeffersonian vs. Hamiltonian democracy – and I’ll be picking your brains, too.
She wrote that, before summer slips away, she’s definitely going to “continue to try new ice cream flavors.”
Nikki, I like how you think.
Thanks to everyone who entered the giveaway! I loved reading about your summer plans.
Laura and Eileen are having babies. Lindsay’s learning how to ice a cupcake. Akane is going to Madrid, and Nora’s going to Italy. Vicki will get her motorcycle license. Avery and Taylor are going to baseball games. Meredith’s finishing “Twilight.” Maggie’s learning how to drive a stick. Julie’s moving to London. Erin’s babyproofing the house. Sabrina’s hosting a barbecue.
Jessica’s going to swim for the first time since her ankle fusion surgery. Amber’s finishing some of her thesis work. Sara’s going to hang those shelves she bought at the flea market.
There will be cycling, camping, kayaking, parasailing, picnicking and napping. Road trips. Wedding planning. Baby planning. House projects. Craft projects. Organizational projects. Shakespeare in the Park. Outdoor movie nights.
Here are the Top 5 Things Everyone’s Planning To Do This Summer, according to your comments:
Go to the beach.
Eat as much fresh produce as humanly possible.
Make ice cream.
Tie: Make jams and preserves. AND drink something cold and delicious.
Tie: Make pie. AND read.
A summer full of cold drinks, pie and ice cream, canning, reading and trips to the beach?
My friend Amy sent me this video, and I just can’t get enough of this feisty little kid. She’s like a pint-sized Anthony Robbins, minus the firewalking.
Where else can you go to see a band play, and when the bass guitarist is late for the encore and the lead singer asks, “Is there a bass player in the house?,” a dozen people rush forward? And someone not only jumps on stage but counts off the next song and plays it through?
Where else can you picnic next to a full-blown replica of the Greek Parthenon? Or see live music every day of the week? Or strike up a conversation with a woman at the airport who tells you she’s named her baby “Titan,” because that’s how much she loves the home team?
It’s a big city with a small-town heart. A city of neighbors. Read More…
