It didn't seem like I'd have a chance to get him the mold in time to make the aspic he wanted to, so I tried a recipe I'd been wanting to make literally since high school--an almond blancmange jello mold I saw in a book on desserts in the 10th grade.
Unfortunately, I'm always trying to substitute out for healthy ingredients. So I swapped the whipped cream with fat-free half-and-half. Big mistake--what should have been a rich, fluffy dessert was heavy and bland (ground almonds really don't have that much flavor on their own). It was brain-shaped, but without the time it would have taken to paint in the wrinkles and things, it just looked like a big brainy nerf ball.
Very dull. And the texture was a little too "jello jigglers" to really be appetizing.
It's Monday now, and I can't concentrate on anything--not quite enough sleep, I think. The weekend was weirdly stressy for me--I had a nice time taking the dogs to the park with Whines and slogging around in the water with them, and got one thing off my "to-do" list when we finished with the pagan-led church service, but I feel like I've got a mild "sword of damocles" thing happening with this house I'm interested in buying. It's a great opportunity--realtors are flipping houses in that neighborhood for $240,000, same size as the one I'm looking at for $165. Didn't make any forward progress with it, we still haven't gotten a chance to see it. *sigh* Sometimes I feel like I'm still 20, and everything's the end of the world, all the time.