The initial appointment to meet at twelve noon with Imelda was moved to somewhere between 1400h - 1500h as she decided to go shopping at Metropolis. I planned my departure from White Rock accordingly, and arrived at her place within the time frame, but she was still out and about. Walking in the rain and slush looking for shelter, I stumbled upon Alliance Français just a block north and decided to wait for her then. A whole hour later (that's 60 minutes, or 3,600 seconds, or 3.6E12 nanoseconds), I had to wait for her outside in the slushy rain as the school was closing. Fortunately, moments later, I heard her beck and call down the street and we ran towards each other like so many Hollywood movies of the days of yore.
Fast forward past our VPL stop for Auntie Yochana's Baking Blog, Safeway stop, and shoe shopping:
Smeer joined us in the making of the rolls, which moved from Mel's place to his in Richmond as he had an S-video cable I forgot to bring with me for the movie part of our evening. Much to Auntie Yochana's possible dismay, we popped open a can of ready made cookie dough from the doughboy, laid out the precut dough on a cookie sheet, and got creative with chocolate sprinkles for his hair, halved macadamia nuts for his nose, raisins for his eyebrows, chocolate chips for his eyes, and a few spices to represent Obama's Indonesian roots. To top it off, we brushed some eggs over Obama's face to give it that golden shine on what would otherwise a white face. :D
I suppose we could of used chocolate dough, but that thought came afterwards.
Hot, fresh, and right out of the oven, they looked plump, delicious and ready to eat. A screening of Kieslowski's La Double vie de Véronique and another great French Canadian film called Les Invasion Barbares followed, which brought us into the wee hours of the morning.
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