“Geoff!” I exclaimed as I came into his office on Wednesday for callbacks for How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. I’ve been on a six month theatrical hiatus and I am ready to come back. “I came up with our joke this summer.”
Geoff smiled, chuckled, put his pen down and said, “Okay, Anna. What is our joke this summer?”
“Well, you know how last summer was super dramatic?” Geoff guffawed in agreement. And then lowering my voice I said, “You know that ‘No Homo’ joke?” He nodded, understanding. “This summer we say ‘No Drama.’ For example, “Ugh, the set is on fire. No Drama.”
And so “No Drama” is our joke, mantra, and motto for this summer. We will not be consumed by our own drama because ain’t nobody got time for that.
It was on Wednesday that I finally began work on my book Cry Eye Fatigue Syndrome: A post grad look at life, toddlers, theater, and baking through the pain. I am exceedingly excited for this project because it will be hilarious and super therapeutic–having FINALLY gotten in touch with my rage. You can look forward to anecdotes, recipes, personal essays, and annotated previous blog entries. I promise you a raucous, rip-roaring good time.
An unedited excerpt from draft one of prologue:
“Cry Eye Fatigue Syndrome is a phrase I coined last year, during what I would say was one of the worst summers ever. CEFS is a serious condition that occurs when you have cried so many stupid tears over something so fucked up and inherently stupid, that your eyes swell up in exhausted puffiness, mascara drips down your face, and then there are no more tears—just exhausted, tired, insane laughter. CEFS is curable only by late nights with friends at Baker’s Square, chocolate, girl talk, and time. When not handled with extreme caution, CEFS can be dangerous and even deadly.”
And so the journey begins.
Anyhoozle. For the past week now, CDR and I have been battling a head-cold. Last night I took some Nyquil and it seriously has effed my shit my up. Seriously. I’m face down in my cubicle, typing this through a series of sophisticated blinks on the keyboard. Someone send help. Go home, NyQuil. You have made me drunk.
Yesterday, we needed to eat something warm, comforting, and hot enough to drain our stuffy brains through our swollen noses. I made Cauliflower curry.
I picked up this recipe when I was a nanny a few months ago. This is best served with some garlic naan bread (found frozen at Trader Joe’s). All you need is a head of cauliflower, chopped into little florets, two diced green peppers, one half of a white or yellow onion, diced. Also, cumin, coriander, turmeric, cayenne, and garam masala. Ooh. And salt. The spices are to taste, but I usually start with 1/8 tsp of cayenne, 1/4 tsp cumin, coriander, and salt, and 1/2 tsp turmeric and garam masala…and then continue to add as you like.
Cauliflower, Peppers, and Onions.
Warm, Colorful Spices!
Coat the bottom of a pan with vegetable or canola oil (about 3 TBL should do it), and turn it on to medium-high heat. Sprinkle in the spices (except the salt), and toast for a bit. Then add peppers and onions and a little bit of salt to draw out moisture.
Peppers, Onions, Hot Saute OH MY!
Then add the cauliflower. And a little bit more seasoning if needed. Stir and cover, and cook over low heat. This should take about twenty minutes. You want the cauliflower to get really soft. Stir every couple minutes and you got dinner.
Add the Cauliflower!
Be sure to brush some melted butter over that garlic naan. Nommers.
Alright kiddos, that does it for me over here at The Cheesecake Addiction. Love, Hugs, and No Drama.