Well this was an exciting Labor Day weekend. Parking Cars. Yes, that's right. Parking Cars. Jeremy and I spent our Labor Day weekend at my parking lot across from the State Fair, collecting money from state fair goers for parking. I know, you're all jealous. Maybe someday, you will be cool enough to spend your holiday weekend hawking parking as well. But for now, the honor was left to the two of us.
And while parking said cars, we made several observations (via walkie talkie)
1. People who can afford to park at the State Fair, take the bus.
2. People who cannot afford to pay the ridiculous sum to park at the fair, drive and park.
3. People who drive foreign cars do not balk at the parking fee.
4. People who drive American cars, swear at you for charging so much, and then pay it.
5. People who drive Infinities swear at you then turn around in your parking lot and leave. Refusing to pay that much to park, but then drive down the block to find that everyone else is charging the same amount. Yes, we are in cahoots.
6. There are some strange people in the world.
7. My favorite strange person of the weekend was a truck full of three people, an older man, a younger man, and a 20 something female. And then in the back of this old pickup, approximately 80,000 carrots. Not like bagged carrots, just the bed of the truck filled with just whole, un-bagged, unpeeled, just dug up carrots. And then they parked the truck, with the carrots, and left to visit the fair. Strange.
8. If you say 'please', people instantly like you better. For example...."It's $20" garners scowls, and often profanity Vs. "Twenty dollars please, sir...oh, and have fun at the fair!" and I usually get a dumbfounded driver, who then just stumbles to fork over an obscene amount of money to park. But does not swear.
I have never been so happy for the State Fair to be over in my life. Ever. Fortunately, we made it through the weekend without any catastrophic injuries, as opposed to last week.
Jeremy thinks he has a new career in car parking, I think it best he keeps his day job.
This week we celebrate the Jewish Holiday of Rosh Hashanah, or the Jewish New Year. We eat apples and honey, sit in services for an insane amount of time, and eat ridiculous amounts of food with our families. I am in charge of dessert for our family gathering and so I tested out a few traditional apple cake recipes this past weekend, in between waving that parking flag.
We decided on one mean apple cake. The recipe is below in case you are panicking, and don't know what to make for your dinner. Or if you are not Jewish and like apples, and cake. You will not be struck down for making said cake if you are not Jewish. But if you'd rather, I can make you one. Or if you work with me...you will be eating them all week long.
Mom’s Apple Cake (It's not my mom...I found it online...someone online's mom)
6 apples, Mom uses McIntosh apples (not my mom....but online lady's mom)
1 tablespoon cinnamon
5 tablespoons sugar
2 3/4 cups flour, sifted (I don't sift...too much work)
1 tablespoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup vegetable oil
2 cups sugar
1/4 cup orange juice
2 1/2 teaspoons vanilla
1 cup walnuts, chopped (optional)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease a tube pan (Bundt cake pan or angel food cake pan). Peel, core and chop apples into chunks. Toss with cinnamon and sugar and set aside.
Stir together flour, baking powder and salt in a large mixing bowl. In a separate bowl, whisk together oil, orange juice, sugar and vanilla. Mix wet ingredients into the dry ones, then add eggs, one at a time. Scrape down the bowl to ensure all ingredients are incorporated.
Pour half of batter into prepared pan. Spread half of apples over it. Pour the remaining batter over the apples and arrange the remaining apples on top. Bake for about 1 1/2 hours, or until a tester comes out clean.