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27 Easy Brownie Recipes by Leonardo Manzo and Karina di Geronimo

So, I came across this book, and right away I realized the importance and the effect of great food photography…(or even just the importance of pictures in general). Not that the words aren’t important. Let’s just say that the two, together, can be magical.

Outside of a brief prologue, a quote from Fernand Point, a few paragraphs titled “Brownies for Happiness” (yup, that’s how I see brownies as well), a few of “Grandma’s Solutions for Common Problems” and “Top 7 Pro Tips for Baking the Perfect Brownies”, this book is all recipes. Which is what it’s all about and that’s plenty.

Back to gushing over the photos and text…O.K. so, maybe I haven’t seen too many modern cookbooks, but I do know what I like and there’s not much that’s more lovely than a beautiful pic of a food that you’re addicted to….mmmm, crumbly, melty, rich yummies.

And as I mentioned earlier, the words aren’t bad either: melted butter, milk, vanilla extract, cocoa powder, walnuts or almonds….cool to your liking…ahhhhh. (Are you with me or am I in need of chocolate therapy?)

Even the names of the brownies: Microwave Brownies (simple), Gluten-free Brownies (better for you), Chocolate and Mascarpone Double Brownies (exotic AND double), Christmas Brownies (Christmas!), Alchemy Brownies (magic!)….

I could go on like this, but, you get the idea….and…I am in need of a chocolate fix.


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The Blogging Addict

That is what I have become. I cannot stop. I’ve spread myself too thin. The posts are suffering. I am suffering. I’ve been going at the blog the way I do at a bucket of The Chunky Monkey (or whatever other delicious ice cream happens to be on sale….hell, anything with sugar will do).

I have asked my husband to tell me to get off the computer if he spies me blogging. But, no. He has not been vigilant. He is undependable. That’s what it is.

Meanwhile, here I am, typing like a fiend in the glare of the screen. Is it even worth reading? I don’t know, but I must continue. (Seriously, if a blog was chocolate, it would be ooozing from my mouth from being overfilled.) What to do?????

Right. It’s just like this except wrt the blog.

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Does the Noise in My Head Bother You? by Steven Tyler

Steven Tyler‘s autobiography is not for the faint of heart. Goody-goodies stay away…or expect to put in a lot of time, because you will not be able to read this book all at once and will spend a chunk of time shaking your head in dismay.

It took me a long time to read it. I kept looking for depth (the guy’s well into his 60’s, so if he wasn’t deep before, you’d think that with age, he may have gained some). And some parts of the book are so far from where I want to be that I couldn’t even go there in a book. I had to keep coming back to it, determined to finish it.

Not that there aren’t any readable parts, but they are few and far between; especially after the first chapter and during the first half of the book. The writing has a strong tendency to lack heart. It seems like you’re just reading a long list of stuff that happened to a giant ego that’s proud of having done some seriously deranged things; things you’d rather not know that other people actually do. (Read parts of Chapter 2, for example, you’ll know what I’m talking about.) It’s mostly empty and devastating: this happened, then that happened, after that the other thing happened….crime, sex, drugs, music, sex, drugs, crime, sex, sex, sex, drugs, drugs, music….really…sad, disturbing and boring.

And, now, for the positive side of it all. There are parts that are interesting and, even, have heart, which are the parts that draw you in.¬†For example, when he writes about the fairies in the forest around his parent’s cottage or trying to communicate with aliens when he was a child…clearly, he was imaginative right from the start…or when he writes with passion about music in the first chapter. Or, the honesty in describing detox:

“While you’re going through detox, you’ve got to believe in something other than a pill craving and fuck me and fuck you and I’ve got to have it. You can knock the idea of some Higher Power, but you’ve got to believe in something or you’re just going to sink back into the muck. You’ve go to try and see things from a different place. I’m now thirty light years away from that person I was the, yet twelve years later I sill had to get tweaked again.”

On page 243, he talks about how he came up with the lyrics to “Dude Looks Like a Lady” (interesting because you get a glimpse of the creative process) and why he stood behind them (“…in a commercial world, it’s good, and not only is it good, but it gets under the hood of what everyone hides: the gay thing”). Chapters 11 and 12, may also be interesting as he talks about what touring is really like (exhausting, pricey and you’re little more than a money making machine) and what being married or having a significant other in the industry is like (ultimately, it’s a case of back to being lonely). In a nutshell, the second half of the book is better; more real.

Oprah recently did an hour-long show interviewing Steven Tyler. They talked about the book, among other things.

(Note to self: don’t read rock’n’roll biographies if you can’t handle it.) (Further note to self: lighten up!)

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