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Sophie ([personal profile] sophistry) wrote2010-10-04 02:32 am

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I did not take any photos of my culinary endeavours tonight (I actually went back to my room to grab my camera, and forgot that the battery was sitting in the charger; good job, self), BUT IT LOOKED DELICIOUS. Juicy stir-fried meat, colourful vegetables - so many vegetables - and yummy, toasty rice. Idk, my bff rice cooker? It also tasted delicious (the dinner, not the rice cooker), although unfortunately something did not quite sit right with my stomach. Nothing terrible, just a slight feeling of oog an hour or two later and some minor rumblings, but still. I suspect it may have been the basil, and because I intend to be scientific about this shit, I am going to replicate the meal tomorrow night without the basil to find out. I will be sad if it was, though. Basil. :((((

On the subject of food, some people were curious about these, which, translated from my nonsensical quasi-mathematical equations, are actually Oreo truffles. Extremely scientific recipe as follows:

3 x packet of Oreos
3 x 100g milk chocolate bar
1 x white chocolate bar
1 x 250g mascarpone (or cream cheese of your choice)

1] Reduce Oreos to tasty brown dust in blender. This gets messy.

2] Plop in about 2/3rds of the tub of cream cheese, and mix it with the Oreo dust until you have one big turd-like lump of brown goo. You'll try to do this with a fork or whatever, but trust me, it's easier with your hands. Also? Messy.

3] Get baking tray. Feel free to line it with parchment paper, but I just used one of those foil trays, so... whatever. Using a teaspoon, your hands, a melon baller, or whatever works best for you, turn your one big lump of brown goo into lots of little balls of brown goo. And yes, if anyone walks in, it will look even more like you are playing with poop. Them's the breaks.

4] Break your chocolate bars into a bowl, and pop it into the microwave. Heat in short bursts (like, 20 seconds or so), poking at it frequently with a wooden spoon to make sure it hasn't suddenly metamorphosed into some crusty, immovable, lava-like substance that will never, ever, ever come off your bowl. When this happens, it happens really quickly (and I speak from experience), so be careful.

5] When your chocolate is nice and gooey/runny, coat your Oreo-cheese poop balls in it while making embarrassing "hot! hot! hot!" noises, and pop them back on the tray. There should be juuuust enough chocolate to do them all, but if you'd rather just dunk all of them into a steamy hot chocolate bath, then... just get more chocolate.

6] Melt white chocolate as above, and using a fork, drizzle it over the nascent truffles. This is probably the most important step, as it makes them look actually edible - or even, gasp, appetising - instead of... well. What they look like before this step.

7] Refrigerate until hard (about 45 minutes).

NB: Make your truffles smaller than the ones in my picture, because they are very, very rich, and very, very heavy. Eat two of mine, and you're pretty much done. I mean, I don't know what else I was expecting, since they're made of pureed Oreos and a cheese that is like 40% fat, but there you go.

In other news, I have class tomorrow,1 and can't sleep. Whoops. Instead, I am back to obsessively contemplating my dorm décor. I am very happy with it at the moment; as I believe I mentioned, it is in large part very froofy and girly, but currently on the walls are this, this (both mounted on cunningly-coordinated canvas panels, so I can switch the rest of the BSG set in and out at will and have them all still match), a framed Good Omens riff on the Keep Calm posters, and, er, a few years' worth of Dragon*Con badges. In reserve: my AtLA print, a bunch of mumblemumbleautographsmumble, and all the Imaginism Studios (+ others) free art cards from D*C, a full set of badass Rome promo postcards, the rest of those BSG propaganda posters, a huge-ass The Girl Who Leapt Through Time poster, etc. And I want to put them all up, but I just don't have roooooom. Or frames. Or time to find frames. *angsts*

1Maybe. I have departmental registration, at least, which is when I assume I will finally get handed some kind of timetable along with my library card, etc. But I theoretically have class tomorrow, is the point.

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