Today would have been our old cat Sully's birthday. Sully was a lunatic in orange fur, and the sweetest thing to walk on four legs. He sure loved my dad's crotch. Turns out he wasn't alone. Wait, that came out wrong.
Fruit never tasted so devilishous as it does on this gorgeous fruit pizza that AAAD Reader and Birthday Girl Lauren has force-fed to the office today. Okay, okay, "force" is a little overdoing it. This pizza has vanished slice by slice and blueberry by blueberry as the afternoon rolls on. I am TOTES making this at our next family brunch and/or dessert party. Now you can, too!
1/2 cup white sugar 1 pinch salt 1 tablespoon cornstarch 1/2 cup orange juice 2 tablespoons lemon juice 1/4 cup water 1/2 teaspoon orange zest
Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Slice cookie dough and arrange on greased pizza pan, overlapping edges. Press dough flat into pan. Bake for 10 to 12 minutes. Allow to cool. In a large bowl, soften cream cheese, then fold in the whipped topping. Spread over cooled crust. You can chill for a while at this point, or continue by arranging the fruit. Begin with strawberries, sliced in half. Arrange in a circle around the outside edge. Continue with fruit of your choice, working towards the middle. If bananas are used, dip them in lemon juice so they don't darken. Then make a sauce to spoon over fruit. In a saucepan, combine sugar, salt, corn starch, orange juice, lemon juice and water. Cook and stir over medium heat. Bring to a boil, and cook for 1 or 2 minutes, until thickened. Remove from heat, and add grated orange rind. Allow to cool, but not set up. Spoon over fruit. Chill for two hours, then cut into wedges and serve.
My friend Greg is just as pale as me but a lot more freckly. He does comes a lot closer to being Irish than me. In fact, I would say he's Irishish. Greg dreamed up this shirt in 2006. I am thrilled to see it come to fruition. Get one today. You know this would be a hit on Greenville!
Tonight I had a hankering for a burger and fries, but since March is around the corner, and I am shredding my way into this romper, I decided to finally try a recipe I have been oh-so-curious about, French Onion Burgers. I got some 93% fat free ground turkey, a can of Campbell's French Onion soup, some light cheese, wheat buns, and went to town. This recipe is SO EASY AND DELICIOUS. The only thing better was roasting some asparagus on the side. I washed this down with a coupla Diet A&W Root Beers and felt so full of all things juicy and delicious and non-guilty. I can't say enough about these Campbell's recipes. Pretty much foolproof!
AAAD Reader Angie was nice enough to send over this DIY project on how to turn your old sweaters into boots. Any way to bring some light to these winter days is sure to keep my interest.
AND AS A BONUS! I can't go another day without expressing my joy that one of my favorite blogs, i-DIY, is back in business. I dare you not to spend an hour digging through the archives, downloading fonts, and feeling inspired.
March is here! That means St. Patty's Day is coming up, and I'm in a wedding on the 13th, and celebrating a few family birthdays and anniversaries. Also, of course today I must wish you all Happy Bachelor Finale Day.
Here's a long list of March holidays, and in honor of March 1st being National Pig Day, I believe it's time for me to reveal the face behind Pia The Pig. Pia The Pig was given to me as a child at the ripe age of two, back in 1983, by my Aunt Joanie. At the time, Pia was bright pink, with gorgeous black velvet paws and a jubilant smile. Since 1983, Pia has rarely left my side (or under the covers as my bedspreads changed from bunnies to hearts to brushstrokes to damask), serving as my "lovey" and travel companion. Pia now gets falsely categorized as a "bear" or some other animal that is not pink, sadly. Pia as you see below, in a photo shoot from 2006, is gray. Gray and loved and full of memories and hugs and a lifetime of Jill.
Pia's tag quickly fell off when I was little, making a duplicate Pia quite hard to come by. (A scare in the late 80's "WHERE IS PIA!?" was one of my most traumatic in my childhood, only to find Pia sitting atop the magazines in our local Skaggs Alpha Beta.) Until, in 2003, my mom called me with all sorts of crazy in her voice exclaiming, "I FOUND PIA!" Confused, I listened in, as she explained she found another Pia at an estate sale just blocks away from her house. A lady who had purchased the pig 25 years earlier for her son who never, well, appreciated Pia to the crazy extent I do, but she held on to it because she thought it was so cute. (Duh.) A bargain $3 later, my mom brought home Pristine Pia (the way MY Pia looked in 1983 which no one can believe) and Pristine Pia now sits in a case on my living room bookshelf. The comparison is usually a hit for first-time guests in my home.
Pia has been the subject of a 1992 Grade-A children's book, "Pia The Pig Says I Can't" and has now progressed into a professional blogger. So glad you could meet.