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Banana Frozen Yogurt with Rhubarb Swirl

Do you remember the last time you initially hung out with a person you met through a mutual friend, without said mutual friend?  No buffer, no safety blanket!  Chaos!  I (being a bit of a recluse) squirm just thinking about it. This platonic situation is scarier than a first date in my opinion–no doubt.

It usually works out well in the end though, doesn’t it?  Your friends have good taste in human companionship–duh.

And…  That’s kind of what this situation is.  Strawberry-banana?  Everywhere.  Strawberry-rhubarb?  Classic.  Banana-rhubarb?  Say what?

Yes, I know.  It’s a bit strange without strawberries in the mix, but there’s no reason it should be.  Sweet meets tart, all embedded in a cool, tangy frozen yogurt.  The flavor combination is interesting, but not exactly challenging.  It makes sense and most importantly, it tastes dandy.  I suggest making this.  I suggest taking it to your next friend date.

(Actually, scratch that, that’s weird.  Keep it all for yourself.  SOCIAL CRISIS AVERTED.)

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Rhubarb Buttermilk Scones

Without further ado, some things that make me happy lately, in addition to these light, tender, tart fruit-studded beauties:

-Trying to dress more like Bret McKenzie.  Namely, those animal sweatshirts…   Amazing.

-Remembering to add the fabric softener like a real adult.  This means paying attention to the washing machine and what the last rinse cycle sounds like, which seems like Unnecessary Waste of Brain, but it’s worth it.

-Concert season officially started, last night, with the Black Keys.  It was stellar.  I danced my face off.

Life without a face is a bit of an adjustment, but I’m getting used to it.

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Grilled Pork Chops with Rhubarb Sauce

Some things will never not make me laugh.

Like…  My nephews.

And this Tumblr.

And Flight of the Conchords.  ”The day after my birthday is not my birthday, mum.”

Also, food never tastes anything but stellar when prepared on the grill.  It’s just the truth.  Even my sworn enemies (that I’m still trying to like for whatever reason), mushrooms and eggplant, become not only tolerable but delicious with a little smoky flavor and charred, caramelized grill marks.

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