Not for me, possums. I’m a few loads of laundry and a rereading of The Great Gatsby away from being pretty okay with things. But my bloggy friend Mel of a little lady’s thug life is at a crossroads with her father and — despite seeming like a dude who would punch you in the dang face if you ever offered her unsolicited advice — really needs some feedback. I know how fraught parental relationships can be, and thought if you had a minute to spare to weigh in on her situation or just offer a little love, it would be a really wonderful thing to do.
To give you time to read her post, the shortest NTKOG ever:
NTKOG #115: The kind of Ingalls-lite who bakes crackers. Crackers. Honestly. Isn’t that like the simplest atomic guise of bread? I just assumed they were formed in nature.
The Scene: 
The Verdict:
[Edit: for those of you who want to try it, this is Mark Bittman's recipe for parmesan-cream crackers -- which I, naturally, slathered with garlic. Thanks to Leigh at Full Gastronomic Tilt for passing on the recipe a few weeks ago! And apologies that I was too deliriously tired to give credit where credit was due in the first place!]
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For all that bitching you did yesterday about those crackers, I expected you to give some of them to me. Foiled again…
What’s this? No recipe? *sad Wicked face*
…and fools seldom differ. ;)
Haha! That’s awesome! So glad they worked out for you. And ridiculously easy, no? Mark Bittman is love, most of the time.
mmmm those look good.
SEE YOU MONDAY!
Yes! Monday! I will be the only chick in the bar wearing a fedora!
No recipe for the crackers? C’mon!
Also, feedback left. REALLY LONG feedback. Oops.
Oops, my egregious bad! The recipe is: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/04/dining/041mrex-web.html
and it was passed on by the lovely Leigh at Full Gastronomic Tilt! I kicked my scheduled post at the last minute to put this one up, and I was half-asleep when I did so. I guess it showed!
Delish!!! Ok I have never heard of baking crackers or even thought about how they were made.. but yeah.. baking makes sense!
Dear, you know I love crackers more than life itself. We must have an intense discussion via telephone (if I can ever find it or the charger). You constantly amaze me. Just ready to watch the televised town hall meeting of Prez Obama at Green Valley High School. Our dear mayor, Oscar Goodman, will NOT be attending as Mr. Obama has insulted our wonderous city twice and the hotels and casinos are empty and houses are foreclosing right and left–literally.
haha, I love you, mom. Whenever I try to break out of my social shell or take up yoga or something it’s “dallying with boys leads to Plan B” this and “carry a hammer” that, but the second I start baking carbs all of a sudden you’re proud I’m your daughter! ;-)
Dear, please do NOT make me choose.
I thought that story was really funny. For the record, I think Obama is really helping Vegas, not hurting it, by talking about having fun and blowing money in Vegas, as is discussed about a minute into this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObgbPm9Xo5k
Thanks for your help darling! I am totally overwhelmed with responses right now!
How easy was the cracker making? I’d totally love to make myself some crackers.
So glad I was able to help send a few people your way! I’ll have to add to your comment tally by throwing in my own two cents once work slows down a little.
Also, to illustrate the speed and ease of cracker-making: I made these yesterday morning, about two seconds I got out of the shower. By the time they were ready to go into the oven, my skin wasn’t even dry yet.
Wait, that makes it sound like I don’t towel off. I do! But only like 70%.
Whoa, is it TMI Thursday again already?!
Haha, I think so! Speaking of that, in exchange for tweeting about my need for input, I had promised Lilu my TMIT V-card. Oh deer.
But yes! Thanks again! Tons of advice that definitely helps!
1. The Great Gatsby is sitting on my night stand as well. True story. It’s up there with A Room of One’s Own, another re-read for 2010. (lately, I feel like punching VW in the face. Wrong?)
2. I will head over to Mel’s and see what’s up. I’m nothing if not a part time advice giver (but only the solicited kind. Promise.)
Best 2,000-word NTKOG yet. :-)