Persimmon and Brie Crostini

One night, I was feeling fancy, as you do. Maybe not that fancy since I was wearing leggings, a hoodie, and llama socks, but I was heavily using my imagination here. So I wanted to make something sophisticated. And because I’m lame, I went to Martha Stewart because she has dishes that seem elegant but a super lazy person like me can make. You can see how fanciful my fanciness actually was that night. Then I found it. The Persimmon and Brie Crostini. I’d never had a persimmon, but it sounded like something that would be served at a high-class

Clare’s Crispy and Spicy Fish Cakes – Not Fish Balls.

I decided to try Clare with the Hair’s Crispy and Spicy Fish Cakes. Let’s put an emphasis on the spicy though, because omg, my stomach cramped up in a fiery mess upon eating these. Not only that, the recipe destroyed my kitchen. We are talking epic disaster. I’m totally someone who cleans dishes as they go along, but for some reason, rampant destruction still ensued. To be fair, the directions weren’t the clearest for someone like me who’s skill in the kitchen borders on basic. I need everything spelled out so clear there can be zero room for error. Otherwise,