Perpetually cold feet/Foot Study.
Today’s project: Apple Pie.
I sort of made this recipe up. I looked at a few excellent baking blogs and basically took the average of all of them. Luckily, the baking world is pretty consistent about what goes into flaky pie curst. And luckily, the baking world is not very consistent about the apple filling. That means, experimentation time!
So, here’s my recipe if you’d like to know.
Recipe Part 1: Flaky Pie Crust
2.5 cups (315 grams) of all-purpose flour
1 Tbs of granulated sugar
1tsp of salt
1 cup (226 grams) of butter; chopped into 1 inch cubes (salted or unsalted) Keep the butter cold!
1/2 cup of buttermilk (to make: mix 1/2 cup regular milk with 1/2 Tbs of white vinegar or lemon juice)
1-2 Tbs of cold water (potentially)
Sift together flour, sugar and salt in a medium sized mixing bowl. Add chopped butter into flour mixture and coat. Do not mix.
Dump out flour & butter onto a counter and begin to flatten the butter with a rolling pin. Roll the pin over the butter and flour, slowly flattening the butter and incorporating it with the flour. This step is really important - it’s what makes your pie crust flaky. At the end your flour & butter will be dry and crumbly. Visit Completely Delicious for photos of this process. They’re really helpful if you haven’t done this before.
Return the flour & butter to the bowl and let sit, covered, in the freezer for 10 minutes.
Remove the flour & butter. Make a well in the dough and pour in the buttermilk all at once. Use your hands to mix and incorporate the buttermilk. Break up any large chunks and make sure that all of the flour is moist - not sticky, just moist. If your dough is really dry, add 1/2-2 Tbs of cold water. (WARNING: I only needed to wet my hand…So, be careful with how much water you add.)
Divide the dough into two discs. Cover each disc in plastic wrap and let them sit in the fridge for at least 1 hour. (The dough can last up to 3 days in the refrigerator and for several months in the freezer. If you want to freeze the dough, make sure to roll it out and wrap it carefully first.)
Let the dough rest at room temperature for 5 minutes and then begin to roll out the dough on a lightly floured surface with an rolling pin. Roll out both discs into ~12 inch circles. You want each circle to be about 1/4 inch thick.
Lay one disc into the bottom of the pan. Add your filling (see Recipe Part 2 below for apple filling) and then cover with the second crust. Remove trimmings (you want to leave about 1-2 inches hanging); fork press the pie edges; and then brush the crust with an egg wash and sprinkle with sugar (optional).
PRO-TIP 1: How the f@*k do you get the dough into the pan without tearing it?!
Once your dough is rolled out, just fold it in half (top to bottom) and then again (side to side). It makes the dough much more manageable. Then just put the corner in the center of the pan and then unfold. Imagine that you’re just covering your pie pan with a delicious folded up blanket. (Credit for this pro-tip goes to Mrs. Dawn Hennig. Thank you, Dawn!)
Recipe Part 2: Apple Filling
1.3 kilograms (2.8 pounds) of sweet apples like fuji (you can do 2.5 or 3lbs; it doesn’t really matter. 1.3 kg is just how many apples I had.)
2-3 tbs of lemon juice
1/2 cup + 1 Tbs of sugar (can be a mixture of 1/2 brown & 1/2 granulated)
1 1/2 Tbs corn starch or 1/8 cup of flour
1 1/2 tsp of ground cinnamon
2 Tbs butter
Peel, core and slice your apples. You want your slices to be about 1/4 inch thick.
If you are preparing your apple filling while you’re waiting for your dough to set in the refrigerator (like I did) then you’ll want to cover your apples in lemon juice while you’re waiting. This helps to keep the apples from going brown. (If you’re crust is ready, just add it with the rest of the ingredients mentioned in #3.)
When you’re crust is ready, mix the sugar, corn starch (or flour) and ground cinnamon in with the apples.
Pour the apple filling into your pie pan - with your curst lining the bottom, obviously. Dot your butter on top.
Use the delicious-folded-blanket technique to put your top layer of crust on. Remove any extra dough that is hanging off the edges, leaving 1-2 inches on the edge. Cut vents into the top of the crust with a sharp knife. (Just cut a straight line, you don’t need to cut away any crust. The vents will open up with heat.) Don’t forget to brush the curst with an egg wash and sprinkle some sugar if you want.
Place pie pan on a tray; your pie will bubble. Bake at 450F (233C) for 10 minutes so that the crust browns. And then turn down the heat and bake at 350F (175C) until the juices start to bubble, about 60-70 minutes.
PRO-TIP 2: What do I do with all this damn extra dough?
Hold on to it! You can freeze it and make delicious little flaky puff pastry snacks. Fill it with jam or something and bake them. Pocket sized pies?! Um yeah.
Elle Woods was hollering back before the movement. This is why i love this movie. It’s so progressive. Elle is a femme feminist who comes by it the hard way. She doesn’t change for the bookish people, the elitists, or for the feminists. She just does what she needs to do, and what she wants, even when at first it was chasing a boy. Then the movie drops the romance. IT DROPS THE ROMANCE. chick flicks don’t do that. Emmett asking her out is a footnote at the very end. And this whole time, she is classy, and lady like, and has pride in herself and her work. She’ll go to a costume party as a playboy bunny, but like hell will she sleep with her professor for an internship. Elle is my feminist role model
Elle Woods 4ever
I remember listening to my DAD defend Legally Blonde. An uncle was saying “Oh look, it’s that stupid movie again.” as he flipped through the channels. My dad responded with “Oh yeah, that movie where the blonde girl with great grades works really hard to get into pre-law, studies hard and proves herself to her peers and bosses while maintaining her integrity and not sleeping with her boss? What a terrible message to send girls.”
Also, I love this movie because Reese Witherspoon.
And don’t forget that she has serious female friends and wins the case by way of her specialist knowledge of so-called “feminine things” that no one else takes seriously enough to even bother with.
The movie also passes the Bechdel test.
LET’S NOT FORGET that even though it starts with a situation where two girls are rivals for the same guy, they BOTH choose to ignore the social codes (and hollywood bylaws) that tell them they should be cat-fighting and trying to one-up each other, and instead they realize that they make good working partners and better friends and screw rivalry, AND ALSO HAVE EACH OTHER’S BACKS RE: WORKPLACE SEXUAL HARASSMENT. And that it portrays sororities as places where women can learn to work together and respect each other and help each other out, which sets the stage for the way Elle treats everyone she meets for the rest of the movie. OH AND IT HAS A FAT SIDE CHARACTER WHO OVERCOMES EMOTIONAL ABUSE, IS NEVER FAT-SHAMED OR USED AS THE BRUNT OF A FAT JOKE, AND LANDS THE HOTTEST MAN IN THE ENTIRE FILM.
Woman Photographs Herself Receiving Strange Looks in Public
“I now reverse the gaze and record their reactions to me while I perform mundane tasks in public spaces. I seek out spaces that are visually interesting and geographically diverse. I try to place myself in compositions that contain feminine icons or advertisements. Otherwise, I position myself and the camera in a pool of people…and wait.
The images capture the gazer in a microsecond moment where they, for unknowable reasons, have a look on their face that questions my presence. Whether they are questioning my position in front of the lens or questioning my body size, the gazer appears to be visually troubled that I am in front of them.”
Photographer: Haley Morris-Cafiero
Project: Wait Watchers
Thought this was actually really cool and I’d share it with you guys! Takes a lot to get up there and do something like this. Love it!
.Skin/Shape Study for Uni.
lookss pretttyyy cooool!!
So this video started going around my facebook today, with about a dozen of my female friends sharing the link with comments like, and “Everyone needs to see this”, and “All girls should watch this,” and “This made me cry.” And I’m not trying to shame those girls! I definitely understand why they would do so. And I don’t want to be a killjoy. But as I clicked the link and started watching the video, I started to feel a slight sense of discomfort. I couldn’t put my finger on why that was, exactly, but it continued throughout the whole thing. After watching the video several more times, I have some thoughts…
Webcomic Wednesday: Megg and Mogg - “Megg’s Depression” by Simon Hanselmann
It stars a witch, a werewolf, an anthropomorphized owl-man, and a talking cat, but other than that there’s pretty much nothing inherently fantastical about Simon Hanselmann’s Megg and Mogg. I know: Aside from that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play? But it’s true. An occasional storyline or side strip might introduce us to the titular witch Megg’s coven or something, but she and her cat/fuck-buddy Mogg and their dull friend Owl and their obnoxious friend Werewolf Jones are really just everymonsters. Their ongoing misadventures, which gifted young cartoonist Hanselmann chronicles in various short strips and stories around the Tumblrverse and in seemingly countless comics anthologies, could be had by pretty much any quartet of dirtbags. They get faded, they navigate their dysfunctional relationships with one another, they get angry about other things and take it out on each other, they read and review a ton of comics (Megg and Mogg are to alternative comics what Beavis and Butt-head were to alternative rock videos). And in this unforgettable strip, they get depressed.
I’ve seen other comics use this visual metaphor for depression’s oppression — a sea of black slowly taking over the panels until that’s all that’s left. Hanselmann’s treatment of the idea is distinguished by two factors. First, we get a full page that’s just drawing after drawing of Megg lying in her bed, wide-eyed and supine. If not for the painstaking and lush detail of her hair’s slightly shifting tendrils you might even mistake her immobility for a copy-and-paste job. By waiting this long before the metaphor takes hold, Hanselmann forces us to reckon with the human beneath all that blackness, and it’s riveting.
The second factor is that the blackness has a source: three huge, floating demoniac hag heads, drooling the darkness out of their open mouths. There are times, this suggests, when the pain is so unbelievable that the literally unbelievable makes as much sense as anything else in that moment. In a cycle that’s both vicious and virtuous, this interplay of supernatural-horror imagery and real-life-horror emotion enriches and strengthens the power of both.