That one time when Emily Henderson picked on me

My friend Robin went to the BlogHer conference in New York last weekend, so when I saw that my favorite HGTV babe was going to be there, too, I asked Robin to go cuddle with her for me.

I was kind of joking, but Robin is the least inhibited and most fearless person I know. So of course she found Emily Henderson and chatted her up. And then this shows up in my Twitter stream:

Thank you, Emily Henderson, for the tweet. I’ve never been taunted by a celebrity before. It’s a strange and thrilling feeling.

And thank you, Robin, for spooning with a stranger for me. Your next assignments are:

  • give Ryan Reynolds a firm handshake.
  • touch Ryan Lochte’s bicep.
  • ride a bicycle with Ryan Gosling.
  • pick Ryan Seacrest up and swing him around a little. (See 0:49.)

    Go For It, Robin. And have a super fab birthday today, OK?

    (I’d bet $5 that she makes at least one of those things happen in the next 12 months.)

  • I wanted this to be sappier, but my Sap-O-Matic 3000 is on the fritz

    It feels like there hasn’t been a time when I didn’t know Rockford.

    That’s not exactly accurate, but I have known him for most of my life. We met when we were in seventh grade, which would’ve made me 11. So that’s two-thirds of my life.

    So we met in seventh grade, and then we had a caustic friendship for a long time. I don’t recommend that as a way to woo your future spouse, but it worked for us. And then one day out of nowhere I realized he’d become my best friend.

    He’s still my best friend.

    Happy birthday, Rockford. I’m so glad to have you around.

    Dessert in my favorite shade of blue

    On Saturday we stopped by Rockford’s grandmother’s house to pick some blueberries. His grandfather, Pop, had the greenest of green thumbs, and the blueberry bushes he planted when they moved into their “new” house some 12 years ago have been magnificently productive. Pete puts at least as many blueberries in his mouth as he does in his bucket; Poppy, not surprisingly, doesn’t eat a single berry from her harvest.

    “I don’t like eating them,” she says. “I just like the festivity of picking them.”

    Rockford and the kids picked probably 2 quarts of blueberries, and last night we turned some of them into a Blueberry Upside-Down Cake.

    Blueberry Upside-Down Cake

    adapted from “The Best Recipe

    Topping
    4 tablespoons butter, plus more for cake pan
    3/4 cup light brown sugar
    2 1/2 cups blueberries

    Cake
    1 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
    1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
    3 tablespoons cornmeal
    1/2 teaspoon salt
    8 tablespoons (1 stick) butter, softened
    1 cup granulated sugar
    4 large eggs, separated
    1/8 teaspoon cream of tartar
    1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
    2/3 cup milk

    For the topping: Butter bottom and sides of 9×3-inch round cake pan. Melt 4 tablespoons butter in medium saucepan over medium heat; add brown sugar and cook, stirring occasionally, until mixture is foamy and pale, 3 to 4 minutes. Pour mixture into prepared cake pan; swirl pan to distribute evenly. Distribute blueberries evenly over topping; set aside.

    For the cake: Heat oven to 350 degrees. Whisk flour, baking powder, cornmeal and salt together in medium bowl; set aside. Cream butter and sugar in large bowl. Gradually add 1 cup sugar; continue beating until light and fluffy, about 2 minutes. Beat in yolks and vanilla. Reduce heat to low and add dry mixture and milk, alternating in three or four batches, until batter is just smooth.

    Beat egg whites in a large bowl at low speed until frothy. Increase speed to medium-high and beat to soft peaks. Add cream of tartar and continue to beat to stiff peaks. Fold a quarter of the beaten egg whites into the batter with a large rubber spatula. Fold in remaining whites until no white streaks remain. Gently pour batter into pan and spread over blueberries. Bake until top is golden and toothpick inserted into cake center comes out clean, 65 to 70 minutes.

    Rest cake on rack for 2 minutes. Slide a paring knife around the edge of the cake to loosen it from the pan. Place a serving platter over the pan and hold tightly, then invert the cake onto the platter. Carefully remove the cake pan.

    A note about the order of things

    I only have a stand mixer, and I only have one bowl for it. This means I have to be a little creative about the batter and the egg whites. I get everything I need for the batter lined up, then I beat the egg whites, put them in another bowl and wipe the bowl down so I can use it to mix up the rest of the batter.

    I am considering getting a second bowl for the stand mixer.

    Pop gave us a few sticks (or sproutlings or cuttings or whatever you call them) from his blueberry bushes after we bought the house, and I so want them to thrive. I do not have the greenest of green thumbs, though, not by a long shot. So for now we will continue enjoying the bounty of Mom & Pop’s blueberry bushes, and I will keep coddling the sproutlings for as long as they need to be coddled.