It’s the last day of this month’s WurdyGurdy and even though it’s been less than a week’s worth of attempts to disguise the word of the day in a hopefully interesting entry, I can say unabashedly that it’s been a challenge.  I don’t ever want to write an entry full of unnecessarily large words in an attempt to throw people off, but when I don’t include at least one or two uncommon words, the word of the day is rather obvious.  The happy medium therefore is to sneak in a word or two, but make the entry of medium length so you don’t feel like you’re tripping over words you’ve never heard before every two seconds.

You may have noticed that I didn’t have a WurdyGurdy yesterday.  That is because yesterday’s word(s), Grub Street, wasn’t (weren’t) one I could wrap an entry around.  So I didn’t.  That’s why I gave myself some leeway with how many entries containing WurdyGurdy words that I write each month.

The winner will be announced tomorrow so do catch up if you please [one guess per entry, please].

With Nora and Jeff’s upcoming wedding, and now that one colour has been picked for the wedding [the bridesmaids' dresses will be lavendar], I have been thinking how fortuitous it is that the main colour of this wedding is so similar to the colour for the last wedding that I was in.  This is because I have a lot of things that I can pass on to the maid of honour should she need them for any bride-related activities she has planned.  My collection of things is a pastiche — balloons, streamers, ribbon, cardstock, patterned papers, buttons, brads, all sorts of things that if she were inclined to make cards or gift boxes or something, she’d be well equipped.  And the last time I went nuts at the dollar store I found the cutest silver and gold things; I don’t even know what they’d be called.  They’re the cardboard-backed things that you often see under little cakes on in flowershops, some have scallopped edges and some are plain.  Do you know what I mean?  No?  Ok, here’s a picture:

(Image courtesy of this cheesecake delivery site)

Isn’t it cute?  Because of it, I would like to attempt to make a cheesecake just so I can display it on that cute little cardboard thing.  And speaking of cheesecake…

I used to hate the stuff.  I didn’t understand why my sister, the most miserly person I know [my parents call it her particular affliction "good money management skills"], would splurge on cheesecake without a second thought.  I don’t like cream cheese as a spread so that resulted in my keeping a healthy distance from cheesecakes.  But the first or second time I travelled for work we dined at this fabulous establishment that had this peanut butter cheesecake on its menu and I was persuaded to try it.  The slice was generous and after the decadent meal proceeding it, it should not have been humanly possible to finish the cheesecake.  Men with far larger appetites left their cheesecake half eaten at best.

But I could not resist stuffing every last bite into my mouth, and the urge to lick my plate was great.  It was to die for and my mouth waters just thinking about it.  I have never had cheesecake so dense yet so velvety smooth on the palate; eating it would make a food connoisseur out of anyone–or at least make you think that you could write odes to the perfection of the melding of cream cheese with undoubtedly rich and decadent ingredients. It was that good.

My sister has also informed me that the only type of cheesecake worth eating–and therefore worth making–is the New York style cheesecake and this will require the use of a springform pan, a contraption I have yet to acquire, talk less use:

(This one is glass-bottomed, which is why it looks like any cake batter put inside it would go right through.  Image courtesy of cooking.com and it’s Frieling bakeware)

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