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Have a Blue(berry) Christmas.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:59:00 +0000

Great recipe from this morning's Times, courtesy of Rose Shulman...

Oatmeal Buttermilk Blueberry Pancakes:

These are denser than ordinary whole wheat buttermilk pancakes. Make up a batch, freeze them in packets of three, and thaw in the microwave for a quick, substantial breakfast.

You'll Need:

1/2 cup rolled oats
1/2 cup low-fat milk
1 cup whole wheat flour
1/2 cup unbleached all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 tablespoon sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 large eggs
1 1/2 cups buttermilk
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 tablespoons canola oil
1 cup fresh or frozen blueberries

Process:

1. Combine the milk and rolled oats in a bowl, and set aside.
2. Sift together the flours, baking powder, baking soda, sugar and salt.
3. In another bowl, whisk the eggs, then add the buttermilk and whisk together. Then whisk in the vanilla extract and the oil.
4. Add the flour mixture to the wet ingredients and quickly whisk together. Do not overbeat; a few lumps are okay. Fold in the oats and milk. Let sit for one hour, or refrigerate overnight.
5. If necessary, spray the hot griddle with pan spray. Drop by 3 to 4 tablespoons onto the hot griddle. Place six or seven blueberries on each pancake. Cook until bubbles begin to break through, two to three minutes. Turn and cook for about 30 seconds to a minute on the other side, or until nicely browned. Remove from the heat, and continue until all of the batter is used up.
6. Serve hot with a small amount of butter and maple syrup.

Yield: A dozen pancakes.

Advance preparation: You can keep these, well wrapped, in the refrigerator for a few days, or freeze for up to a few months.

Rudolph the Red Nosed ____________ .

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 15:52:00 +0000

The NYC Parks Department brought a couple of reindeer into Central park today for kids (and infantile adults like yours truly) to pet. Needless to say, I was inspired. Thus, some Etsy finds to celebrate Santa's transportation department...

Seedy.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 04:42:00 +0000

I am very near completion of knitting a scarf I have been working on for about two weeks now, and am determined to finish at least one more prior to Christmas. However, I would very much like to learn and master the seed stitch for the next one; I just love the chunky, Early American look of it!

Christmas List

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 15:25:00 +0000

My mother asked me to hurry up and come up with a Christmas list. I have thought and thought (there's really no stand-out item that I desperately yearn for), and here is what I have come up with:

Hail to the (Holiday) Chief

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 14:54:00 +0000

There is no danger in me stating that no one does the holidays better than Ms. Stewart. Her website is chock full of wonderful ideas for edible treats, homemade gifts, and decorations. I tried many of them out for Thanksgiving (the pinecone, feather-plumed turkey placeholders were by far the most popular of my Martha-inspired creations), and cannot recommend them enough. There's nothing like gathering in the kitchen for Martha Craft Time! As an added homage to Martha, I have included a clip from my favorite of all Martha episodes...

Holiday Hydrangeas

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 07 Dec 2009 05:43:00 +0000

I know it - I am odd. I am likely one of the only girls on this earth whose favorite flowers are hydrangeas. My mother (who might as well be Martha's second-in-command) and I got into a rather heated debate tonight regarding the utility of my choice flower during the holiday season. I, loyal hydrangea-lite that I am, was insistent that they can be used with equal enthusiasm during the winter months as during the spring and early summer. My mother laughed.

Thus, proof:

Snugglies.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sun, 06 Dec 2009 20:30:00 +0000

Must Be Santa - Bob Dylan

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 18:04:00 +0000

Cover up your White Winter Hymnal.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sun, 29 Nov 2009 14:44:00 +0000

There are so many amazing cover of Fleet Foxes' "White Winter Hymnal" on Youtube, all with their own distinct personality. I am quite taken with all of them, and simply had to declare this publicly. Below, the original by Fleet Foxes followed by the covers.

Burberry's "Art of the Trench"

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:28:00 +0000

My scholastic productivity is doomed by the existence of Burberry's new trench site.

http://artofthetrench.com/

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/11/10/business/global/10burberry.html?_r=1

I hate Kate Spade because she creates perfect things that I cannot afford.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sun, 08 Nov 2009 16:56:00 +0000

Love at First Sight

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 16:20:00 +0000

I don't want to win the lottery. Just everything in the Boden look book :]

http://www.bodenusa.com/

Jack Wills University Outfitters, UK

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:43:00 +0000

My wonderful friend Edie is currently in graduate school in Brighton and recently introduced me to on of her favourite local British shopping haunts, Jack Wills. While some of their clothes ring too much of Abercrombie circa 2001, I am enamored with their website and love their accessories and outerwear. If they invited me to be in their next seasonal film (likely), I certainly would not say no...

Further justification for my transfer application to UCL...

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 20:01:00 +0000

Aaaaaaaand I'm transferring...

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 17:32:00 +0000

Because you can never Keep Calm enough...

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 17:25:00 +0000

Inspiration = 9F

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Fri, 23 Oct 2009 16:29:00 +0000

ggg thanks 9F for inspiring an impromptu British Tourism Council video search on YouTube :)

Oh, Kate.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 20:24:00 +0000

New England's Most Haunted Places

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 01:43:00 +0000

Bah Humbug.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 01:05:00 +0000

Weekend splurge of necessity, not luxury (so I justify...)

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 14:13:00 +0000

I had intended to wait far longer before purchasing new Uggs, but my trip to Boston yesterday and subsequent return to undignified temperatures in NYC prompted a change in the 2009 Ugg purchase timeline...

As an aside, something I have never understood is why the Ugg advertisers always place the boot models in locals that don't really look as if they require Uggs. It calls to mind my days in Miami when the temperature would hit 68 and everyone would rush out and buy ski parkas and sherpa everything. Oh, nostalgia.

Pedal Peepers in Vermont

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 14:00:00 +0000

"And then there were the trees, a patchwork of scarlet, orange and yellow that transformed a vista into something so perfect it almost didn’t look real."

http://travel.nytimes.com/2009/10/18/travel/18bike.html

B-to-the-S

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 03:43:00 +0000

Oh, how this angers me.

Visit msnbc.com for Breaking News, World News, and News about the Economy

Hot hot heat.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 20:20:00 +0000

It is now officially autumn in NYC, and for the first time this year, even I have to admit that it's cold. For those of you who are blissfully unacquainted with NYC radiator policies, most buildings in the city have automatic heat adjustment. What is this, you ask? Why, it is the scourge of Satan.

In order for the heat in most buildings to kick on, it has to hit 42 degrees outside and stay that way for 72 consecutive hours. Not until hour 73 is the Heat God (a.k.a. fancy thermo-computer in the basement) satisfied that it is, in fact, winter. Once Heat God has ascertained the season, he proceeds to blast/melt you out of your apartment by turning your radiator against you and smothering you with 100 degree heat. Which then forces you to either open your windows (if it's not snowing/raining) or turn on your air conditioner (if it is) in order not to wake up transformed into a pool of human paraffin on the floor.

While I am praying for Hour 73 right now, I know that the moment my radiator comes to life, I will be wishing for this very moment - sitting freezing at my computer wearing five coats, staring lustfully at my radiator, with my tiny space heater blowing directly on my scuff-covered feet.

Sigh.

Reviewed.

noreply@blogger.com (gramercy_gaslight_girl) — Sat, 10 Oct 2009 03:01:00 +0000

The highly anticipated (by me) New York Times review of my cause célébre(r).

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/09/arts/design/09lincoln.html