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Friends Marathon

Emma and I photographed another wedding on Saturday night. In the morning she couldn't import the photos I shot onto her computer. I knew they were on the card and her Canon couldn't read Nikon's image format.



It was cold and snowy, but I still biked over to their house.

He said he was just going to be over there for 10 minutes. I would have joined him but I hadn't eaten breakfast yet.


I also had bread that needed to be mixed and fermented.

When Scott got home from the wedding last night he brought home 4 cupcakes for me. Of course he ate one. I had the dirt cup one while I waited for my oatmeal to cook.

With my card reader in hand, the files imported with no problem. Silly camera makers, why do you make your image files incompatible?

Olive wanted Bo to come over, so she came over and we all hung out.

We had originally planned on going home at this point, but then Tyler showed me his iPhone-controlled helicopter.

What really?! I didn't realize he was controlling it with his iPhone. I was busy coloring with Olive I guess.

What a rad toy.

At the last possible second we decided to go to the farmer's market, sans Tyler.

It was 12:41 and the market closes at 1. Seeing as it was really cold today and there weren't many people there last week I was worried all the vendors had closed up early.

Olive wanted me to sit in the back with her. I love her shoes.



I almost ran into some random while trying to take a picture of our frigid adventure. Olive should have been amused, but she wasn't. Emma had to take her back to the car, while we finished what we think might just be our last farmers market day of 2012.

We still ended up with quite a lot. We didn't really need anything, but seeing as we won't be back until April we got as much as we could. We got more potatoes, onions, tomatoes, broccoli rabe, russian kale and bok choy.

After skipping the market, Tyler wanted to go out with us for brunch.

Since Scott went straight over to their house in the morning he hadn't eaten yet and was hungry.

Somehow he talked us into going to his favorite restaurant, Gandhi Mahal for their lunch buffet. 

We all got really full eating their buffet.

Well, except for Tyler. He went back for fifths.


During lunch Tyler said something about today being a friends marathon. We decided that sounded like a fun idea and instead of going home we went back to their house. Olive was excited she was getting to spend her day playing with "Bo". 

We watched Shaun the Sheep and Olive played with my foot. She's like a human lobster.

We decided to continue our friends marathon (no not the show) with dinner and games. We all wanted pizza and Brooke oh so happened to have dough waiting at home. The Brookester and I rode our bikes home and picked up the dough and a game. 

We still had to let it rise for a few hours, so we started right away.

I roasted their tomatoes, which I believe were from their garden. Not sure how they were still good.

I saw a couple piles in their sunroom.

Emma is typically gluten free, so Olive had never seen someone make pizza dough.

Tyler didn't know the dough had to rise first either.

This is my favorite quick sauce by a landslide. I just slice tomatoes, crush garlic and toss it all in olive oil. Bake them for an hour or so at 375 and your good.

Brooke apparently has made more bread in her time. I wasn't having it. My intuition on bread baking would prove pivotal later in the night.

The first summer he lost his job he got really into bread baking so he thinks that he's made more than me. I've taken two bread baking classes and made half the things in my bread book. I think I win. 

Olive insisted she had to buckle her turtle seat before she could go to bed.

An hour or so after putting the tomatoes in the oven they were ready. After a bit of salt, oregano and basil we had pizza sauce.

We ate the aforementioned cupcakes and drank some beer and nog.

We had gotten Apples to Apples for our wedding gift and still hadn't played. I insisted we play this instead of Catan.

So as I mentioned earlier, I had a thought. The starter dough had been rising all day. Why not shorten the first rising time and then shape the though. It worked great and we got to eat sooner than planned. 

I mixed some nutmeg into my nog between pizza pies.

The four of us worked like a team making pizzas. 

So good!

We were quite the team between each pizza round, but one time I almost lost dough because the pan wasn't ready.

Six neopolitan style pizzas later and we were done playing two rounds of Apples to Apples. What a fun day! It'll be sad if they really move in the next year.

I agree. Who will play board games with us?

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