Chestnut silver dollars with ricotta flan and bananas foster

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I woke up dying for the ricotta flan with chestnut honey but did not have the time or will to make the pastry shells. What about a breakfast version with the flan atop chestnut flour crepes? That sounded awesome, and then I spied a lone banana just wanting to be caramelized with butter, brown sugar and a little rum. Mamma mia! The finished product was totally decadent and very yummy. Oliver ate a whole one! Unfortunately, this doesn't photograph terribly well but just image the flavors in your mouth, and you'll get over the actual visual. I will definitely make the pastry shells soon as the textural juxtaposition with the flan is nice!

Other drivers

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I'm going to be honest. My road rage is off the charts today, and I really think it's a completely reasonable response to the preponderance of incapable idiot drivers littering the streets. What in the sam hill happened to drivers ed in this country? Is it just a suggestion? Not enforced? Everyone should have to live in Boston for a year; after that, they'll drive aggressively but skillfully. Someone running for office should make a motion to that effect. At least it would actually do something for the public good. Jesus h.

Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I'm going to send my angst the way of whatever sloughs off my feet in this pedicure which will, after all the Italian hoofing around, probably be substantial. The gal at my 3:00 has had so much honking botox. Seriously, her forehead looks carved from marble. It's weird. I'm not totally averse to women getting a little somethin'-somethin' here and there, but look normal for the love.

Ok, now I'm really going to find my zen. Bon Appetit, here I come.