Hand, singular. It's out of commission in a, I've been knitting way too much kind of way. I'm pretty bummed about it, seeing as I really want to finish my scarf. I guess my hand isn't quite adapted to the knitting motion.
Last night I made this for a dinner party that H. is hosting tonight. Filet mignon, asparagus, Yukon gold potatoes and brownie mosaic cheesecake. I will be adding photos later to commemorate this cheesecake. Because my hand is sore and throbbing in a, tickles-and-hurts-simultaneously kind of way, I have yet to make the ganache for the cheesecake, but if I don't get around to it prior to the party, I think it'd be okay. The top of the cake alone looks divine.
Be back later to update.