Hometimes with Chocolate Pie

When I lived with Mama DJ the second time around, she would host amazing dinners with 4 courses. Everything was the best you had ever tasted. The best part, there was always dessert. I've been trying to recreate her chocolate pie. It's a hard thing to do. This one comes close to the one in my memory.

Chocolate Pie

Ingredients

1 cups granulated sugar
1/2 cup all-purpose flour
1/3 cup dark chocolate cocoa
1/2 cup butter, softened
3 large eggs
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/8 teaspoon sea salt
1/2 cup dark chocolate or semisweet chocolate morsels
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Preparation

1. Preheat oven to 325F.

2. Combine sugar, flour, cocoa, butter, eggs, vanilla and salt in a mixing bowl. Stir in chocolate morsels. Spread batter evenly in a lightly greased 9-inch pie plate.

3. Bake in preheated oven for 40 minutes. Let cool at least 30 minutes before slicing. Serve with whipped cream, if desired.

Europe Pictures

As I promised a long while ago, pictures from Europe! As my phone was uploading all the files to flickr, it did this amazing thing where it mishmashed all of my pictures from the past 7 months together, mixing adventure on the Natchez with pictures from the Louvre. My smiling face would appear between mountainsides and trains. As you can see from these, my smiling face didn't appear anywhere. Oh well.I was unhappy then, i assure you, i am very happy now.

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A Long Silence.

It's been a long silence. It's July. The heat down here in New Orleans is a 24 hour sauna. I feel pure and clean again. Just to warn you I'm going to get really personal here. Getting back from Europe was a big deal. I had to move out of my ex's house when i "never really lived there" anyway, and i had to find a place where i could sew and make things, all while feeling really detached and unconnected. lost. adrift. sad. silent. What was there to show after a year and 9 months of some relationship? Nothing. I wanted to scream, i wanted to vomit. i wanted to hate myself for accepting so little. For letting myself get attached to someone and letting that attachment rule instead how i felt about the relationship. I spent months convincing myself that i had no time or energy to really love someone anyway, so why bother.

 I saw Europe, but as i sat there in Austria looking out over the mountains, I promised myself that i would continue to see the world. But i would see it with someone who wanted to experience it emotionally, tactically, full-spirited, raw and joyfully. Not the way i was, not with someone that made me question why i was even there. That my responses to the world would be seen as an asset and not as a hindrance. To feel the places you are in with all your senses.

In the last 7 months, i have been able to rekindle and nurture friendships that i missed. I have been spending my time on having fun instead of focusing on creating. The things i make have become more of a by product of the beauty in my life. It took a while to get here. But i found a good space, with lots of space. I have found kinship and adventure that feels whole and supportive instead of hollow and empty. That is the life i want. That is the life i am leading.

Pacific Northwest 2011

Specifically Fancyland, with jackie and sacha. I've been having the best time with only a little over a week in here. almost two weeks since leaving new orleans. i have let the chill in the air seep into my bones, balm my anxieties. i lay in the hammock and read, eat burritos, laugh and giggle and sleep next to jackie. i write and read and look and i feel safe and unfettered. its good. good. good.
xoxo