<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550</id><updated>2011-10-30T17:03:27.426-04:00</updated><category term='Baking'/><category term='Previews'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Current Events'/><category term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>"Se formó un arroz con mango"</title><subtitle type='html'>Dicho cubano típico que se emplea cuando quieres decir que algo se complicó, se hizo un desmadre, un lío, etc.

A veces es la única manera de describir lo que pasó.  

En éste caso, es tan sólo una explicación a mi estado mental, como podrás ver a continuación...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-1439729947976733747</id><published>2008-05-22T02:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:08:20.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I hereby declare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/SDUUjVHb2FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6UbVSTEURxo/s1600-h/eyelashes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/SDUUjVHb2FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6UbVSTEURxo/s400/eyelashes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203087541692782674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Is it just me, or don't you somedays just wake up with the uncontrollable need to put on fake eyelashes before leaving the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me desperté con un deseo incontrolable de pegarme pestañas postizas antes de salir de mi casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess, I do have a tiny little diva living inside me, after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess then, I shall go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.mydivascloset.com/fakeeyelashes.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to get them so my inner diva gets unleashed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-1439729947976733747?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/1439729947976733747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=1439729947976733747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1439729947976733747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1439729947976733747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hereby-declare.html' title='I hereby declare...'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/SDUUjVHb2FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6UbVSTEURxo/s72-c/eyelashes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-1741198570912774642</id><published>2008-05-21T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T04:50:35.219-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>Possible broken toe</title><content type='html'>Hoy estaba saliendo de la regadera, que es un shower-tub combination, con puertas corredizas de acrílico.  Y pues no calculé la altura de la tina, y que me doy un mega-madrazo en el penúltimo dedito del pie izquierdo.  Sentí prácticamente cómo mi dedito se quedaba trabado entre los rieles de la puerta mientras yo daba el paso para salir de ahí.  Ví muchas estrellitas y por 5 segundos, me desconecté del mundo real para concentrarme sólo en el EXCRUCIATING PAIN que sentí en mi dedito.  Ya pasado el shock inicial, traté de moverlo, y al no tirarme al piso en dolor, supuse que sólo había sido el golpe y seguí andando.  Tenía que apurarme porque había que salir a varios lados, entre ellos, mi madre quería ir a ver zapatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la tienda de zapatos, mi dedito esporádicamente se quejaba de un dolorcito, al cuál yo no le di mayor importancia.  Encontré, milagrosamente,  2 pares de zapatos que me quedaban bien,  que no me acribillaban los pies al caminar y que además, estaban súper chic para mi--según yo, que no soy la más fashion--.  Seguí caminando por la zapatería --que es muy grande, como un warehouse con cientos de zapatos--.   Todo bien.  Me encantaron otros que según mi mamá, son como de La Ratona Mimí.   I happen to like those kinds of shoes, aunque rara vez los use --bueno, en parte porque no tenía, jaja--  Pero bueno, I figured que, en mi lucha por dejar de verme plain y tomboyish, ya era hora de tener zapatos más femeninos y más chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues para el tercer par que me probé, el dedito me estaba matando.  Y en eso volteo casualmente a verlo con detenimiento, y estaba MORADO.  Luego de deliberar en si me llevaba los zapatos o no y hacer la cola para pagar y pasar el tráfico hasta mi casa, el dedo ya de plano me dolía como si tuviera vida propia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, queridos (creo que más bien &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;querido&lt;/span&gt; porque éste es el blog menos concurrido y más aburrido que hay), lector, no fuí al hospital.  Pero según experiencia previa de mi madre, es posible que mi dedito haya sufrido una mini fractura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He aquí su historia....Hace años, cuando yo era pequeña, en el acelere de las mañanas antes de la escuela y el trabajo, mi madre se tropezó conmigo, más bien con mi pie en la cocina, y le pasó lo mismo que a mí... se fué a trabajar y todo bien, y cuando llegó del trabajo en la tarde, el dedo le dolía cañón y estaba hinchado y morado.   Pues fué al ortopedista, quien le dijo que la fractura era tan mínima, que un yeso was out of the question.  Lo único que podía hacer era inmobilizar el dedo lo más posible, con la ayuda de cinta adehesiva para que sanara solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que, eso hice, y de hecho, sí me ayudó.  Ya no tengo dolor constante, aunque para vendar el dedo, me dolío más que cuando me dí el golpe.  Pero bueno, so far, so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora, tendré que esperar para poder usar los zapatos que me gustaron tanto.  And I'm NOT a shoe lover!!!  Pero éstos me gustaron mucho.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-1741198570912774642?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/1741198570912774642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=1741198570912774642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1741198570912774642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1741198570912774642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/05/possible-broken-toe.html' title='Possible broken toe'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-876621437520792828</id><published>2008-05-04T02:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:16:34.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>Persepolis</title><content type='html'>I've been a little busy lately, with my cake decorating classes (I'm so tired of making sugarpaste --fondant-- roses!!  Will post pics later), and running all sorts of errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last week I was able to go to the movies.  It was an excellent movie, made me laugh and almost cry, made me think, made me change the way I see my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a small sample of the movie, based on a graphic novel.  I saw the English-dubbed version, and I thought it was very good.  Probably ask a Francophone and he or she will tell me it was the opposite.  Oh well, I had no choice and I still enjoyed the movie a lot.  Now I want to get the books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer is also available in Spanish, Italian, French and Deustch, just look up "Persepolis" in U toob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNMekgoCCVY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lNMekgoCCVY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, but I will try to update ASAP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-876621437520792828?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/876621437520792828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=876621437520792828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/876621437520792828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/876621437520792828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/05/persepolis.html' title='Persepolis'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-1327694281691456737</id><published>2008-03-09T04:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:35:17.901-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Damn...</title><content type='html'>Qué molesto es que cuando acabo de postear alguna estupidez, me doy cuenta de que ayer o antier alguien vino de visita y no tuvo más remedio más que irse del blog más aburrido de lo que estaba antes de entrar al mío.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-1327694281691456737?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/1327694281691456737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=1327694281691456737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1327694281691456737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1327694281691456737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/03/damn.html' title='Damn...'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-4521120616994767272</id><published>2008-03-09T04:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:32:14.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Weird....</title><content type='html'>Hoy mientras manejaba hacia el súper antes del atardecer, a lo lejos en el cielo se veía un punto negro con una franja amarilla-anaranjada que le seguía horizontalmente.  Según mi mamá era un avión..  Pero no tenía ni el más mínimo aspecto de un avión..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y desde cuándo los aviones tienen propulsores de fuego en la cola?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora, luego de haberme desvelado leyendo y escribiendo tonterías yet again, me doy cuenta que está peor la desvelada porque hoy cambia el pinche horario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero al menos no estoy tan mal como el gallo que está cantando cuando son las 4:30 am, o 3:30am del horario de antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En lo que sí estoy mal, es que estoy oyendo a un gallo cantar, cuando hasta donde yo sabía, los gallos no abundan en éstas áreas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-4521120616994767272?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/4521120616994767272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=4521120616994767272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4521120616994767272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4521120616994767272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/03/weird.html' title='Weird....'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-4946305682071709788</id><published>2008-02-07T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T03:38:02.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Year of the Rat...  (as in Rémy from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0382932/"&gt;Rat-a-Touille&lt;/a&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The year 2008 will be a year of possibilities, a time of progress; although, it may not generally be spectacular. Those who take the biggest risks could be disappointed. Everyone should, nevertheless, add something new to their life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from http://chinese.astrology.com   Read the rest &lt;a href="http://chinese.astrology.com/year/default.aspx"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is very good news, about the possibilities I mean.  A ver qué inventamos ahora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, let me show you the food I made for you all to celebrate the New Year.  (Actually, it was my aunt's birthday a few weeks ago, but the pictures seemed appropriate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss cooking for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refrain from licking the screen... the sweet and sour sauce is VERY hot, and I do not want to be held accountable for any speech impairments caused by the electric shock on the tip of your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the following pictures will pop-up to a larger size if you click on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;DO NOT LICK THE SCREEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is where I was given the title  for Fastest Egg Roll "Roller" of the West!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66SEa_luqI/AAAAAAAAADI/0x-qIrxfwr8/s1600-h/Fastest+Egg+Roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66SEa_luqI/AAAAAAAAADI/0x-qIrxfwr8/s400/Fastest+Egg+Roll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165226427303705250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rolled up 30 egg rolls in about 30 minutes, with a crowd of people watching because it was a last-minute addition to the menu and they arrived while I was still cooking.   I felt like I was doing a cooking demonstration in the middle of a tornado.  More on that ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the end product, a crispy, crunchy, very tasty Golden Egg Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66SfK_lurI/AAAAAAAAADQ/llVZmmqf7eo/s1600-h/Golden+Egg+Roll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66SfK_lurI/AAAAAAAAADQ/llVZmmqf7eo/s400/Golden+Egg+Roll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165226886865205938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks a bit different than the ones I used to make back home.  I cheated a little bit this time, and used frozen &lt;a href="http://www.weichuanusa.com/a_product_frozengoods_dr.htm#shells"&gt;Egg Roll Wrappers&lt;/a&gt; instead of making the crepes myself.  I actually wanted to make everything from scratch, but I had very little time to cook.  In the end, they still came out delicious and it was less work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the lovely Egg Roll drizzled with Sweet and Sour Sauce!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66S3a_lusI/AAAAAAAAADY/3C2NLttCxBE/s1600-h/Perfect+Bite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66S3a_lusI/AAAAAAAAADY/3C2NLttCxBE/s400/Perfect+Bite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165227303477033666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Insert applause and sounds of people salivating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over to this side, we have the wonderful Fried Rice Explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66Tk6_luuI/AAAAAAAAADo/MF0m1ER4-jo/s1600-h/Fried+Rice+Explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66Tk6_luuI/AAAAAAAAADo/MF0m1ER4-jo/s320/Fried+Rice+Explosion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165228085161081570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bit of a hard time tossing it in that huge wok, as you can judge by the rice scattered over the stove....  Since the house has an electric coil stove (which I hate), the wok has to sit on a ring over the metal coil so it will heat evenly.  The problem with this, is that it spins and slips around.  Hence you will see an extra pair of hands holding on to the wok.  Nonetheless, rice still flew all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was actually taken while I fumbled to catch all the baking sheets and bowls that were sitting on the dish drainer.  My mom was trying to clean up while I tossed and suddenly they started to fall all over the place, or I should say, all over me cause the sink is right next to the stove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You´ll also see a second pot on the back burner, full of already-made fried rice....  Cubans eat A LOT OF RICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit nuts, with all the egg roll-rolling-demonstration, the rice tossing-explosion and 13 Cuban ladies talking VERY LOUDLY..... ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;a href="http://www.shakespeare-1.com/"&gt;all's well that ends well&lt;/a&gt;.   This food was actually cooked to celebrate my aunt's birthday with her family.  So of course, there had to be a cake.  Unfortunately, she has &lt;a href="http://www.diabetes.org/"&gt;diabetes,&lt;/a&gt; and I didn't have time to experiment with a &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/recipes/recipedetail.jsp?recipeId=mem3288"&gt;new Sugar-Free recipe&lt;/a&gt;. (I keep saying I didn't have time because the night before, it was decided that we would cook this dinner!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being in the land of plenty that I am, I bought the cake which is made especially without added sugar.  I did, however decorate the cake a little bit, just so it wouldn't look totally &lt;a href="http://www.publix.com/Home.do"&gt;store&lt;/a&gt;-bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are some of the icing flowers that I learned how to make over the summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66WKa_luvI/AAAAAAAAADw/UVRz3JFRd4s/s1600-h/Flowers+and+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66WKa_luvI/AAAAAAAAADw/UVRz3JFRd4s/s400/Flowers+and+Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165230928429431538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-4946305682071709788?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/4946305682071709788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=4946305682071709788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4946305682071709788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4946305682071709788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R66SEa_luqI/AAAAAAAAADI/0x-qIrxfwr8/s72-c/Fastest+Egg+Roll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-1229921970648555680</id><published>2008-02-01T02:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:54:16.308-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>To keep in mind in case money is needed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/cadaver" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/25/976/cadaver.4xca1v4420.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$6225.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-1229921970648555680?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/1229921970648555680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=1229921970648555680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1229921970648555680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/1229921970648555680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-keep-in-mind-in-case-money-is-needed.html' title='To keep in mind in case money is needed...'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-5010592088916451019</id><published>2008-02-01T02:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:51:26.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Eye-Opener</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/apple_addiction" style="color: #80A9DD; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/279/647/apple_addiction.1k49zv1g4f.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;69%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Apple Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-5010592088916451019?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/5010592088916451019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=5010592088916451019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/5010592088916451019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/5010592088916451019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/02/eye-opener.html' title='Eye-Opener'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-6072123949710760549</id><published>2008-01-03T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:30:17.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>Oh for the love of god</title><content type='html'>What's the matter with the weather?!?!?    IT'S F/·$%·"@!*  FREEZING!!  I've had to get my wool coat, turtleneck sweater, scarf and gloves out of storage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like being in the twilight zone.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's even a frost watch, and they said in the news to bring your plants inside the house and put sweaters on your pets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current temp:  1.9 Celsius   .....I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think I got rid of most of my blankets...  at least I kept the flannel pajamas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,  frezzing in Not-so-sunny-Florida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-6072123949710760549?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/6072123949710760549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=6072123949710760549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/6072123949710760549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/6072123949710760549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-for-love-of-god.html' title='Oh for the love of god'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-347272624815134944</id><published>2008-01-02T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T04:10:50.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>Cold Front</title><content type='html'>It has been said that a cold front will be affecting my current geographical location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get my coat out of the closet and let it ventilate.  It hasn't been used in such a long time.  But I doubt I will be using it.  Here they tend to make a big fuss of weather forecasts... and almost 80% of the time, the opposite happens.  So I'm not really expecting too much cold anyways.  IT will be nice, for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the wind... extremely strong.  My desk is right in front AND next to 2 windows...  And the wind is fiercely howling.  I think I will have to put some music on so I can actually go to sleep and not have to worry about the WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOing that is now constantly roaring next to me.  I'm actually somewhat afraid to move the blinds aside and look out the window in the overwhelming darkness of night....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-347272624815134944?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/347272624815134944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=347272624815134944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/347272624815134944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/347272624815134944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/01/cold-front.html' title='Cold Front'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-2075965482976701488</id><published>2008-01-01T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:53:27.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christmas wishlist....fulfilled</title><content type='html'>I think I hadn't been this excited about my Xmas gifts since I believed in Santa Claus...  Case in point, I have absolutely no complaints.  My new additions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/ab/images/products/200750/0010/img48l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/ab/images/products/200750/0010/img48l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lovely silicone rolling pin, which lets you roll out dough without it sticking to the pin.  The cool thing is, you have minimal need of flour to prevent sticking, thus your pastry turns out very tender.  I just wish I had gotten it before Xmas so I could've used it for my cookies.  Oh well.  I'm still happy I got it!  If you'd like to get one, you can go &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/sku9375544/index.cfm?pkey=xsrd0m1%7C15%7C%7C%7C0%7C%7C%7C%7C%7C%7C%7Csilicone%20pin&amp;amp;cm%5Fsrc=SCH"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (yes, it's one of my favorite stores in the world) or &lt;a href="http://www.fiestaproducts.com/sil-pin-traditional-alloy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying to get a Kitchen Aid Hand Mixer...since I don't know how long.  And thankfully,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/ab/images/products/200750/0011/img99l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/wsimgs/ab/images/products/200750/0011/img99l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my wish has come true.  The cool thing is, it's digital...it also has a super slow speed so you don't make a mess with the initial beating, it also has enough power to mix a very thick batter, such as cookie dough!  And also, a set of red color-matching melamine mixing bowls, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/products/sku9926171/index.cfm?pkey=xsrd0m1%7C15%7C%7C%7C0%7C%7C%7C%7C%7C%7C%7Cmelamine&amp;amp;cm%5Fsrc=SCH"&gt;Williams-Sonoma.&lt;/a&gt;  And what can I say, I simply love &lt;a href="http://www.kitchenaid.com/catalog/product.jsp?src=Hand+Mixers&amp;amp;cat=217&amp;amp;prod=412"&gt;Kitchen Aid&lt;/a&gt; products  Some women go crazy about clothes, shoes, handbags.  I go crazy about kitchen tools, gadgets, appliances...  Have you noticed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a mini food chopper , which I like for chopping nuts, or hard candy so it doesn't all go &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.oxo.com/OA_MEDIA/hotmedia/oxo/imagesprod/1_1057959_3a_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 103px;" src="http://www.oxo.com/OA_MEDIA/hotmedia/oxo/imagesprod/1_1057959_3a_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;flying across the chopping board and counter.  The food processor chops too much, so this is pretty good.  Also good for an arm workout from all that pushing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pajama set, with T-shirt, pants and shorts, with cute penguins.  Very comfy and cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complete series of &lt;a href="http://www.mscl.com/"&gt;My So-Called Life&lt;/a&gt; in a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-So-Called-Life-Complete-Book/dp/B000TXZVGQ/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;qid=1199262958&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;DVD box set&lt;/a&gt;.  I can finally throw away the VHS tapes I recorded...  The show takes me back to junior high school, plaid shirts, lumberjack or combat boots, rock concert T-shirts, etc.  Teenage angst is deliciously painful-sweet-funny-sad, especially in the nineties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, I was given a Panini Press from a friend who received one for Xmas, and she gave me the "old" one.  Granted, the "old" one is only 1 year old and has been used very few times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.krogalac.com"&gt;dear dear friend&lt;/a&gt; also sent me a very sexy and very cool blue top, which I hope I can use in a few months, once I lose the holiday weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I finish this show-off list, I also have to thank J for her gift.  Initially, it was a Birthday gift, but it ended up arriving in December instead.  I now also have a snowman cake and snowman muffin silicone pan set, a huge Baking handbook binder with all sorts of neat things, and the DVD of one of &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneyvideos/animatedfilms/ratatouille/main.html"&gt;my favorite movies.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jess, me hiciste la Navidad antes de que fuera Navidad.  THANKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you also got what you wanted for Christmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-2075965482976701488?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/2075965482976701488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=2075965482976701488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2075965482976701488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2075965482976701488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-wishlistfulfilled.html' title='Christmas wishlist....fulfilled'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-2631422932566115335</id><published>2008-01-01T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:54:14.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Previews'/><title type='text'>Recovered</title><content type='html'>Bueno, after sleeping in late (at last), I feel refreshed now.  New Year's Eve celebration was quite dull.  I've never been a fan of that party.  But oh well.  I played along with the grapes (which I could not finish eating because I was so full from dinner), the hats, the noisemakers and the hippocritical kiss and hug, mostly with people I'm not really close to.  But anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't uploaded the cookie pictures yet.  I'm waiting for my computer memory to arrive.  I do love this about this country... You can buy ANYTHING by mail, and it actually arrives!!  Mexican postal service is so unbelievably BAD.  Yesterday I was told by a friend, that he JUST RECEIVED a postcard I sent back in NOVEMBER.  Hello?!?!?!  The Xmas card I sent him will be arriving by Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after my rant about the Crappy postal service over there.., I was trying to convey that I'm awaiting for computer memory for my dear old iBook.  I also got an upgrade to the operating system so I can actually use the iPod I got as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I must show off my Christmas gifts.  I must've been so very good this year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-2631422932566115335?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/2631422932566115335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=2631422932566115335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2631422932566115335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2631422932566115335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2008/01/recovered.html' title='Recovered'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-3346581826050761136</id><published>2007-12-26T00:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:04:14.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>I'm so tired</title><content type='html'>After 4 days of intensive cookie making (mixing the doughs, chilling, packing, shaping, cutting, thawing, rolling in sugar, baking, cooling, packing, mixing colors in frosting, decorating, counting, packing again in pretty vessels...along with heating up food for Nochebuena, setting tables, cleaning my kitchen, washing lots of bakeware and gadgets, gift-shopping, gift-giving, AND sleeping 4 hours a day for 3 days in a row, I can finally say Christmas is officially over this year, and I am totally wiped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole body aches, lower back, upper back, neck, shoulders, FEET!!!!!!, eyes, E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;But I do confess, the joy I feel when someone really enjoys what I baked, is a wonderful feeling.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today, after packing little Christmas paper plates with cookie samplers (more on that in the following posts), I missed my friends so very much.  Especially when I was decorating Gingerbread men, just like I had done with my friends some years ago.  That was so much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, I miss you all terribly...  I hope you all had a lovely and happy Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can finally sleep in.  Although....tomorrow I need to deliver those cookies, or they will get stale if I take too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-3346581826050761136?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/3346581826050761136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=3346581826050761136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/3346581826050761136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/3346581826050761136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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target="_blank" href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1745823581"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198648022_1"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1745823581&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE:  They say after January 1, the website no longer works, but perhaps by chance, you'll still be able to see me dressed like an elf, dancing and singing "I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-4679947051072971402?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/4679947051072971402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What holiday food am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#F88B8B;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Gingerbread House&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#73EAA0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatholidayfoodareyouquiz/gingerbread.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little spicy and a little sweet, anyone would like to be lost in the woods with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayfoodareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday Food Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-600063889857290896?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/600063889857290896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=600063889857290896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/600063889857290896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/600063889857290896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-holiday-food-am-i.html' title='What holiday food am I?'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-8258736204036232332</id><published>2007-12-15T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:57:57.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The dessert I'm most like is a....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Brownie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/brownies.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decadent and intense, you aren't for the weakhearted.&lt;br /&gt;Those who can deal with your strong flavor find out how sweet you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdessertareyoumostlikequiz/"&gt;What Dessert Are You Most Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-8258736204036232332?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/8258736204036232332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=8258736204036232332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/8258736204036232332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/8258736204036232332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/12/dessert-im-most-like-is.html' title='The dessert I&apos;m most like is a....'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-8438173547559268389</id><published>2007-12-14T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:26:44.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Christmas is coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Itr8qGiMI/AAAAAAAAACU/1HKtbBFer7o/s1600-h/encimadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Itr8qGiMI/AAAAAAAAACU/1HKtbBFer7o/s400/encimadas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143723957450868930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we have some lovely cookies, recipe courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/"&gt;Good Housekeeping Magazine&lt;/a&gt; (la versión súper chafa de Kena).  This was my first try with this recipe, and I was very satisfied with how they turned out.... Light, crumbly, buttery goodness, not too sweet, not too spicy, just enough to be savored with a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Iva8qGiRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gjutRGSVK5M/s1600-h/lonely+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Iva8qGiRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gjutRGSVK5M/s400/lonely+couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143725864416348434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/recipefinder/cranberry-orange-spice-cookies-ghk1207"&gt;Cranberry-Orange Spice Cookies&lt;/a&gt; ...just click there to see the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Itb8qGiLI/AAAAAAAAACM/0F5hSvq6ymk/s1600-h/detalle+cuadro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Itb8qGiLI/AAAAAAAAACM/0F5hSvq6ymk/s400/detalle+cuadro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143723682572961970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Althought, I must say... I think mine turned out even cuter than the one in the website.  My colored sugar was a Holiday color mix, so it had white, red and green sugar crystals...ultra fine size.  Courtesy of Target's Dollar aisle.  Well, not courtesy, cause I paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2It6MqGiNI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZzMRMDi-G1I/s1600-h/leaning+tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2It6MqGiNI/AAAAAAAAACc/ZzMRMDi-G1I/s400/leaning+tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143724202264004818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made these peppermint twist cookies.  The dough is basic sugar cookie with peppermint flavoring in it.  White side has chopped peppermint candies mixed in, the red just has (lots of) red food coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuMcqGiOI/AAAAAAAAACk/_RodAIhfO3I/s1600-h/twisted+details.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuMcqGiOI/AAAAAAAAACk/_RodAIhfO3I/s400/twisted+details.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143724515796617442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They turned out well.  Not as visually attractive as I expected (well, it's not easy to get your food to look like the one in the magazine), but they tasted well and it was something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe said to glaze them with confectioner's sugar mixed with milk (and I added peppermint extract even though it didn't call for it).   But I left some unglazed cause I was afraid they'd be too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuTcqGiPI/AAAAAAAAACs/HygweMvK1uk/s1600-h/single+twist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuTcqGiPI/AAAAAAAAACs/HygweMvK1uk/s400/single+twist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143724636055701746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them better without the glaze cause the red looks redder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuYMqGiQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SR8ZpDuIwkg/s1600-h/closeup+glazed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2IuYMqGiQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SR8ZpDuIwkg/s400/closeup+glazed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143724717660080386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But taste-wise, the glaze improves the texture and flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I tried another new recipe (Guava-Cornmeal Thumprints), but I ate the cookies before I took pictures...oops.  They were so tasty, and, well, in my defense, the recipe only yielded like 2 dozen cookies.  Bite-sized cookies.  And my mother also had some.  So I guess I can say I ate a dozen.  Well, not in one sitting.  Ok, enough rambling.  I´ll be making them again for my Xmas gifts (which will be assorted cookies) and if I remember, I´ll take a picture of those too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I miss my friends....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-8438173547559268389?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/8438173547559268389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=8438173547559268389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/8438173547559268389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/8438173547559268389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/R2Itr8qGiMI/AAAAAAAAACU/1HKtbBFer7o/s72-c/encimadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-4043704457736356621</id><published>2007-11-01T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:03:02.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RylrjrUNl6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yFgmrf_Rc60/s1600-h/Cat+in+progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RylrjrUNl6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yFgmrf_Rc60/s400/Cat+in+progress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127747911405115298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Espero que se la hayan pasado muy bien y que no se hayan resfriado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my jack'o'lantern.  It doesn't look much like Jack, and it doesn't have much of a lantern inside, but it works.  I had a busy day, so I carved the pumpkin in aproximately 26 minutes -- When trick or treaters were already starting to ring the door. Turned out pretty well, didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the bad pictures.  I´ll see if I can fix them, but in the meantime take a look....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rylr37UNl7I/AAAAAAAAACE/fY3TGo9FO4Q/s1600-h/Cat+in+dark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rylr37UNl7I/AAAAAAAAACE/fY3TGo9FO4Q/s400/Cat+in+dark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127748259297466290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-4043704457736356621?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/4043704457736356621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=4043704457736356621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4043704457736356621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/4043704457736356621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RylrjrUNl6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/yFgmrf_Rc60/s72-c/Cat+in+progress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-168875599765031135</id><published>2007-10-01T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:25:03.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deep Thoughts'/><title type='text'>In the land of plenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RwFXhM3E1II/AAAAAAAAABs/rN7E2VFKU5I/s1600-h/bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RwFXhM3E1II/AAAAAAAAABs/rN7E2VFKU5I/s200/bread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116466879569122434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy aquí, en la tierra de las opciones, lo cuál, a su vez, crea oportunidades y momentos.  Let me elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos al súper a comprar pan tipo "bimbo", de caja, pues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Primero&lt;/span&gt;, tienes que decidir de qué tipo de harina quieres el pan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Blanco, integral, de avena, multigrano, 7 granos, 11 granos, de papa, de pasas con canela, de "sourdough", de centeno, de centeno con pumpernickel, honey wheat, etc..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Segundo&lt;/span&gt;, escoge la sub-categoría del tipo de harina:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Integral "ligero" (supongo que es con poco trigo integral, vs. mucho trigo integral?  o quizás se refiere a la cantidad de fibra, no sé), harina sin blanquear, trigo con cáscara, trigo sin cáscara, integral blanco, trigo molido grueso, trigo molido fino, trigo suave, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tercero&lt;/span&gt;, escoge si lo quieres de una marca en particular o marca libre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hay muchas marcas, que no he contado, pero les digo que el pasillo del pan es súmamente largo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Cuarto&lt;/span&gt;, escoge la sub-sub-sub categoría que no sé cómo clasificar...es decir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Si lo quieres "normal", bajo en carbohidratos, sin azúcar, sin grasa, sin conservadores, para fiesta, para niños, para la mujer (wtf), orgánico, natural, tradicional, old-fashioned, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por último, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;quinto&lt;/span&gt;, escoge si lo quieres tamaño familiar, regular, dos por uno, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así es con todo.  O casi todo.   Lo cuál, por un lado está chido...  Me gusta tener opciones que antes no tenía.  Recuerdo cuando sólo había 2 marcas (bueno, ok, ahora ya hay como 4?  Uuuy! Jajaja.....aquí fácil son 10 marcas) Bimbo y Wonder (y lo peor del caso es que Wonder pertenece a Bimbo...).  Y comprabas blanco o integral, y era un solo tamaño.    Cierto, los tiempos han cambiado mucho, con la globalización y las exigencias de los consumidores.  Still, aquí las opciones a veces son, pues, hm, overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutos para decidir qué pan comprar porque apenas te tardas 5 en leer todas las etiquetas rápidamente...  Por supuesto que al principio, pues ni p. idea.  Así que a probar pan se ha dicho. Creo que luego de 4 meses, ya sé cuál pan de caja prefiero.   Excelent progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Además, estando en clima tropical (con todo y aire acondicionado), si dejas el pan "afuera", sobre el mostrador o lo que sea, las colonias de moho crecen a velocidades sorprendentes, y en 2 días, tienes que tirarlo a la basura.  Así que lo tienes que refrigerar, lo cual no me fascina porque pierde humedad, y por ende la suavidad se ve brutalmente afectada.  La única solución es tostarlo.   Adiós a los sandwiches de fiesta, los cuales infaliblemente se te pegaban al paladar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, luego de balbucear y analizar el pan bimbo, a lo que trataba de llegar es a ésto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo muchas opciones de ingredientes, sabores y colores.  Lo cual me conduce a querer hacer todas las recetas de pasteles, galletas y demás que antes no podía hacer porque dicho ingrediente no lo había en México.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero me encuentro con el grave problema de que, aunque cuento con una variedad extensa de ingredientes, no cuento con la variedad de amigos y amigas dispuestas a probar los experimentos.   Aquí todo el mundo está a dieta....including yours truly.  Así que no es como que puedo ir con mis conocidos a repartir comida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Life's unfairness is all about.    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ahora que tengo posibilidades para experimentar, me falta el ingrediente principal:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ustedes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-168875599765031135?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/168875599765031135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=168875599765031135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/168875599765031135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/168875599765031135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-land-of-plenty.html' title='In the land of plenty'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/RwFXhM3E1II/AAAAAAAAABs/rN7E2VFKU5I/s72-c/bread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-3532869455186249160</id><published>2007-09-28T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:28:24.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>BROWNIES!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv06qs3E1FI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZH517CKs-4U/s1600-h/brownieupclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv06qs3E1FI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZH517CKs-4U/s400/brownieupclose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309257033831506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resulta que mi tía adoptiva tenía potluck en su oficina la semana pasada.  Y pues ella no es de las que hacen pastelitos y cosas así.  So, me ofrecí a hacerle unos brownies, y de paso aprovechaba para probar una receta nueva.  No es mi creación, pero qué buenos salieron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose this recipe because I was watching &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/"&gt;The Food Network'&lt;/a&gt;s &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/show_ig/0,1976,FOOD_9971,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barefoot Contessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I love this lady's show because she is the kind of woman who really enjoys food and she's all about that.  She is not too strict when it comes to chopping, or other cooking techniques.  She just remains very true to food.  On her show, she said when her boyfriend went to college, she sent him a box full of brownies.  And that apparently, that was the "culinary equivalent of a low cut dress", since they've been married over 30 years or so.  Thanks to Ina Garten for inspiring me to try out her recipe, which you can find &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/food/recipes/recipe/0,,FOOD_9936_26055,00.html?rsrc=search"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used &lt;a href="http://www.ghirardelli.com/"&gt;Ghirardelli&lt;/a&gt; Semi-sweet chocolate chips...which is what I used!!  Y no tienen madre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les dejo las fotos, para que se les haga agua la boca, al igual que a mi, porque sólo me comí UNO!!!!!! sniff, sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv050M3E1DI/AAAAAAAAABE/P_rczkdMAsI/s1600-h/Brownietray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv050M3E1DI/AAAAAAAAABE/P_rczkdMAsI/s320/Brownietray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115308320730960946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salen muchísimos!  Según la receta salen 20 grandes...pero MUY grandes.  Yo los corté en 30 pedazos, de buen tamaño, como en éstas fotos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv06Ts3E1EI/AAAAAAAAABM/iHXIVBhxiLY/s1600-h/chunkofheaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv06Ts3E1EI/AAAAAAAAABM/iHXIVBhxiLY/s400/chunkofheaven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115308861896840258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv07G83E1GI/AAAAAAAAABc/6yeR9ydHpk0/s1600-h/browniefrontup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv07G83E1GI/AAAAAAAAABc/6yeR9ydHpk0/s400/browniefrontup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309742365135970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv07ks3E1HI/AAAAAAAAABk/P8jM6kZn5F4/s1600-h/perfbrowniecrumbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv07ks3E1HI/AAAAAAAAABk/P8jM6kZn5F4/s400/perfbrowniecrumbs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115310253466244210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amigas --you know who YOU are!--, dónde están para comernos la charola entera?  Snif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  Creo que por fin me quedaron decentes las fotos!   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sí, yo las tomé. &lt;/span&gt; Ahora que las veo posteadas....literally, my mouth is watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, food, glorious food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-3532869455186249160?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/3532869455186249160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=3532869455186249160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/3532869455186249160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/3532869455186249160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/09/brownies.html' title='BROWNIES!!!!!!'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv06qs3E1FI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZH517CKs-4U/s72-c/brownieupclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-2636031219984553141</id><published>2007-09-27T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T12:08:36.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Previews'/><title type='text'>Up next...</title><content type='html'>A glimpse of the best brownies I've ever eaten (and made).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, they were not &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cannabis_foods"&gt;"special"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just packed with chocolaty goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv0m7c3E1CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4wFs1wud7uI/s1600-h/chocolatebowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv0m7c3E1CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4wFs1wud7uI/s320/chocolatebowl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115287554564084770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día pinta un poco mejor hoy...al menos ya se ve un poco más de cielo azul y no tantas nubes grises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-2636031219984553141?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/2636031219984553141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=2636031219984553141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2636031219984553141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2636031219984553141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/09/up-next.html' title='Up next...'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rv0m7c3E1CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4wFs1wud7uI/s72-c/chocolatebowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-2832175797343945522</id><published>2007-09-26T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T02:10:48.874-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Decoración de Pasteles, primera parte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn0pc3E08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3_zXOMT-_-0/s1600-h/border.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn0pc3E08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3_zXOMT-_-0/s320/border.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114387844814918594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, pues éste fué el primer pastel que salió del santo curso Wilton.  Ésta primera foto que ven fué el resultado de 2 horas de clase.  Impressive, huh?  Sobre todo si consideran que el betún lo hice en mi casa, al igual que el pastel (que me quedó feísimo...sigo batallando con el cambio de altura y todas esas cosas), y que la primera cubierta en blanco también la hice en casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn1Fc3E09I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CondinPVwn0/s1600-h/uglycake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn1Fc3E09I/AAAAAAAAAAU/CondinPVwn0/s200/uglycake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114388325851255762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn1Xs3E0-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/w7Ndz29-47M/s1600-h/whitecanvas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn1Xs3E0-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/w7Ndz29-47M/s200/whitecanvas1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114388639383868386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso se me hizo que la clase estuvo mala... no hicimos ni madres.  Sólo la orilla de estrellitas que yo pude haber hecho con los ojos cerrados.  Bueno, ok, not quite, pero si.  Y practicamos algo de escritura sobre un esténcil.  Esa no me quedó tan mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn13M3E0_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mjwb9SmOyds/s1600-h/writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn13M3E0_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/Mjwb9SmOyds/s320/writing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114389180549747698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero bueno, eso porque tenía el esténcil.  El problema aquí es que tengo la letra HORRIBLE.  Y pues, por mucha clase que tome, creo que debo empezar por caligrafía, y después pasarme a la escritura con manga y duya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total, que me quedé embarcada con un pastel vestido de blanco y con orilla de estrellitas rosas.  Así que decidí hacer algo con él ya en la tranquilidad de mi casa.   Copié el diseño del libro de trabajo que nos dieron.  Y sí, es la cosa más cursi que pueda haber.  Pero al menos practiqué un poco.  Creo que si antes no tuve "Carpal Tunnel Syndrome" por tanto escribir en la computadora (gracias, United), ahora lo tendré gracias a Wilton.  Aunque no lo crean, es súmamente cansado, sobre todo cuando tienes que cubrir el pastel entero --o las tres cuartas partes-- con estrellitas, una por una.   Aguantar la manga llena de betún con una mano, apretar ligeramente con el dedo pulgar, y soltar la presión antes de levantar la punta de la duya para que no te quede un piquito.   OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN.  Ah, y aparte, tienes que girar la manga un cuarto de vuelta, para que supuestamente las estrellitas embonen entre sí y no te queden espacios vacíos....  Eran las 2 am así que me valió madres eso.  Pero al menos terminé el pastel, y así quedó...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn2VM3E1AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bqf3pz4oHdo/s1600-h/cursifrente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn2VM3E1AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bqf3pz4oHdo/s320/cursifrente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114389695945823234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn28c3E1BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YLDQVeHs0hE/s1600-h/cursicursi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn28c3E1BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/YLDQVeHs0hE/s320/cursicursi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114390370255688722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo sé, I know what you're thinking.... las llantas de la carreola parecen boobs... o no?&lt;br /&gt;Dos personas no supieron qué era el pastel cuando lo vieron por primera vez.  Las caras de "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaaaaahh, qué bonito pero no tengo ni puta idea de qué es eso&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; fueron priceless.  Aún después de que les expliqué con peras y manzanas, casi hasta con un láser de presentación, se quedaron así como que  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah, si, claro --yeah, right--pero qué bonito está!&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás antes de hacer pasteles XXX debí haber empezado por los pasteles para baby shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para concluir, el pastel, con tal de que no se desperdiciara, se lo llevó una amiga de mi tía a su oficina, para compartir.   Y por supuesto, en la oficina todo el mundo se decía entre dientes...  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who had a baby?   Shit, I forgot to get a gift for the shower!  When was the baby shower?!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had been there para morirme de la risa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-2832175797343945522?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/2832175797343945522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=2832175797343945522&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2832175797343945522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2832175797343945522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/09/decoracin-de-pasteles-primera-parte.html' title='Decoración de Pasteles, primera parte'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tVjqSSDqbGc/Rvn0pc3E08I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3_zXOMT-_-0/s72-c/border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126148404900743550.post-2837554162066496254</id><published>2007-09-25T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T00:45:21.275-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Current Events'/><title type='text'>De Alces y otras cosas</title><content type='html'>Bueno, ya expliqué the why's and the how's de éste espacio.  Ahora sólo me queda contarles mis aventuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, claro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tengo una gripa espantosa.  What else is new?  La última vez que me enfermé fué en México.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unas semanas, GP me dijo (ante mi propia insistencia, no fué su culpa) que cuando me sueno la nariz, parece que estoy haciendo un "Moose Call", como si fuera yo un cazador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a first!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba acostumbrada a que me dijeran que me sueno la nariz como si fuera una trompeta, un elefante, un faro, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero un Moose call?  Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que...si ven en las noticias algo así como:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Newsflash!  Woman attacked by a herd of moose in her bedroom, while she was under the effect of cold medicine and had performed continuous nose-blowing.   Ends up in the loony bin when she starts to act like a moose herself.   Details at eleven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues ya saben quién es!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a2/Newfoundland_Moose_Sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 378px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a2/Newfoundland_Moose_Sign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qué curioso que en Canadá tengan éstos letreros...  No podían ser un poco más optimistas y poner el dibujo del coche como si todavía no se hubiera estrellado con el alce?  Supongo que es para que la gente preste más atención cuando maneja...  Pero aún así, está muy feo que saquen el coche hecho chicharrón con el alce asesino frente a él.    Debería ser el Before, no el After.   Hmm, creo que, pensándolo bien, quizás no sea buena idea ir a Canadá...allá abundan los alces.   (Al menos no voy a ir cuando tenga gripa!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1126148404900743550-2837554162066496254?l=seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/feeds/2837554162066496254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1126148404900743550&amp;postID=2837554162066496254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2837554162066496254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1126148404900743550/posts/default/2837554162066496254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seformounarrozconmango.blogspot.com/2007/09/inicios.html' title='De Alces y otras cosas'/><author><name>L</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
