Darned Food Stylists

Went out to our friend's cottage yesterday. It was totally fun! The kids tubed, attempted waterskiing, played badminton, ghosts in the graveyard, you name it.

This post isn't about that.

No, instead it is about the totally cute and completely asinine task I was given by my dear friend Kathy- make these:




It was all going really well until I picked the sticks up out of the soaking water. Apparently, the food stylists at Kraft or wherever predrilled the holes into the asparagus used for the above pic. I, in my ignorance, just attempted to jam them through the chlorophyll-laden cell walls all willy-nilly. For my troubles, I pierced my hand at least five times, and split the ends of the asparagus so they would not stay on the stick. Finding my mojo, I successfully managed to get the little buggers on right, except my sticks were about one inch apart at the bottom and five inches apart near the top. Grrr.

Kathy, in all her helpfulness, offered to finish up for me, as it appeared that I was thinking evil thoughts about the evening's side dish. With no piercing or splitting, she managed to make two lovely rafts in about 20 seconds. Snot.

Darned good asparagus, though.