Hey!

It turns out I have a blog!

Sorry, lovable chickadees, for my absence.  One of my very favorite people was visiting for the last five days and I was, um, indisposed.

I just got an email from my old LA roommate - another one of my very favorite people - and she informed me that she just got an ice cream maker.  And that she made chocolate cinnamon ice cream the other night.  I have to admit this set me back a bit.  It was like finding out the guy you dated for years and years went and did something sweet for his new girlfriend,  something that he never did for you no matter how much you hinted about it (y'know, bringing you flowers or cookies or a debt forgiveness plan).  Like I wouldn't have loved to sit around in my pajamas watching Battlestar Galactica and eating homemade ice cream until it ran out my nose?  What has this fiancee of hers got that I haven't got?

Today I got the order form for the MSU Collegiate FFA holiday fruit and meat sale.  I don't usually eat meat but I may make an exception for the Smoked Cajun Turkey.  Proper Thanksgiving fare methinks.  Which means also that by Hui-house-smallest-traces-of-Chinese-cultural-tradition, the day after Thanksgiving will be followed by Smoked Cajun juk.  As my little bro says, we have to rep the Mississippi Chinese.  Yup.

Does anyone want 7 lbs. of Natchitoches Meat Pies?  Because I get a discount as a faculty member.  I'd also like to know what they are.  And if they're anything like frito chili pie, which I ate after a serving of fried pickles, before funnel cake, after already feeling ill from too much street fair food over the weekend.  blech.