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I’d say I feel stupid but...I don’t.  I just don’t have any idea what moblogging is and why pictures are relevant.  I can see these posts fine, but wonder what I’m missing.

Thought of Bakerina tonight trying to figure out what was wrong with a citrus dressing.  Thought, “Hmm, it’s a good thing Jen can’t see what I’m doing.  She’d be so disappointed.”

Hope the existential angst has passed or gotten really really interesting and edgy.

Oh, now, Owen...First things first.  I would never, ever, ever harsh on your citrus dressing.  I’ll bet it was just fine, and even if it weren’t, well, there’s no shame in having to make something a few times before you crack the code on it.  I’ve probably baked more failed loaves of bread than you’ve had hot dinners, young man.  I just exercise a heavy editorial hand, blog-wise. 

Whoops...that’ll learn me for not defining my terms.  Moblogging is short for “mobile blogging” and refers to the capability for posting to your blog from a mobile device such as a picture phone, PDA or digital camera.  Lloyd and I finally traded in our 5-year-old cell phones this week, and I’ve been unusually tickled with the idea of blogging from the subway.  This is because I am a simple tool in the face of new technology. 

I wish I could say that I’m feeling interesting and edgy, but no, I’m still disconnected and spacy.  I’m hoping that I’ll be edgy by at least Thursday, when Lloyd and I go to see Guy Maddin’s new movie.  Guy Maddin is good for slapping the stuffing out of existential ennui.

Incidentally, your post about moscato d’oro is really, really beautiful.  (Anyone reading this, go to broccoli and bechamel and read what Owen has to say about this wonderful wine and the grapes from which it is made.)

The dressing was good, but...what happened was that the olive oil I used was way too strong.  Great on bread, but completely masked the mandarin and the lemon and limes too.  Left it with almost cleaser mouth feel.  Why I had to laugh and thought of you was that I decided to fix the problem with butter.  Yes, that’s right, butter.  I would have added cheese of some kind, except that Mary is battling her overwhelming addiction to cheese.  So...melted butter whisked in with hopes of improving the flavor and feel.  Sort of worked.  Still tasted muddy and all olive to me, but she loved it, so really, that’s what matters.  Was dressing a tuna, cucumber, tomato salad--was supposed to be bright and fresh so yeah, well, butter.

Gorgeous photo, is this where you live?  I didn’t realise you were famous?!?!?  Glad to see/read you.........

Shmoo, my love!  I can’t believe you found this silly little page!

(Dear friends, Shmoo is my oldest friend.  She and I have been writing to each other since we were 12, when I lived in Whitebread Mountain Town, PA, and she lived in beautiful uptown Plymouth, Devon, UK.  We wrote each other for 10 years before we finally met in person.  She was maid of honor at my wedding, and I am Auntie Jenny to her beautiful and brilliant children.  If only there weren’t so many miles between New Zealand and NYC, I would be drinking coffee with her every single day.)

To answer your question—yep, that’s our street.  We live in the building behind the tree.  That’s the apartment we moved to after moving out of that tiny little flat we were in when you guys came over for the wedding!  Famous?  Naaaaah.  Self-aggrandizing and delusional, more like. 

Gosh, I still can’t believe you found my page...but I’m so glad you did.  I’m all merry like Christmas, here.

Next you will be audblogging! That will be a treat. You can do a trial post for free on audblog.com. I love the pictures. I am still trying to get my moblogging to work. Glad to see it works for you!

Ahh .. great pic ... SO that is the big city .. lol ... I think I would still be lost .. horribly lost !
a little off-topic .. but have found with citrus dressings .. I mix a really mild olive oil with a grapeseed one .. the flavours don’t overpower anything.. and works well with blood oranges too .. great over greens with walnuts and gorgonzola (need food now! ) LOL

Does your bridge have its own sun? Wow, New Yorkers have the darndest things!

Jo, did you not know that every neighborhood in New York gets its own sun?  It’s one of the tradeoffs for having to pay the kind of rent that makes your side hurt as you write the check.

Seriously, I was just tickled when I saw the picture.  The “sun” was from a streetlight that doesn’t show clearly in the pic.  If I had tried to create that sunlighty effect, I wouldn’t have been able to do it—it was an accident, but a happy one.  All praise the Qualcomm 3G CDMA! 

did i ever tell you that that bridge of yours made an appearance in a dream?  twas several months back.  i forget if there was anything else to the dream… this mightv been the one about this wonderful trout, i had it in my hands, it was wriggling and twisting, trying to slip away, but i knew if i could just hold on to it long enough, bakerina would make a wonderful trout under glass dinner for me and condi rice.  no, wait, the trout was going tb served on rice, we were going to eat condi with seymour glass.  i think.

Condi Rice does sound like a side dish, doesn’t it?

i always thought “pilates” sounded like it should be food. like, “be sure to try the chicken and basil pilates” or “see you around seven for drinks and pilates” or “marinate pilates overnight in lemon, vodka and tamari before grilling.”