“When life hands you extra challah dough, make doughnuts!!” Disclaimer: this is not a thing people actually say.
I could do the math to see if all of this is going to fit in my stand mixer, but I think I’m going to take my chances. Sometimes I like to live on the wild side.
I’m a little bit all over the place. I know.
I was in Saratoga, NY over the weekend at my aunts wedding. She made cookies for people to take home. Lot’s and lot’s of fantastic Italian cookies, for her own wedding. She’s nuts. I also ate some wonderful baked goods, had a lot of great family time, dressed fancy, danced my butt off, etc.
I’ve been meaning to share this book with you, that I received in such a happy little package from the lovely Meghan, from Stir and Scribble. A while back she was giving away the book and I won (crazy, right?). For those of you who don’t know. Breakfast is my favorite, making breakfast for dinner, pretty much the best idea ever. I remember when I was little, having waffles or pancakes for dinner at a sleepover party and just not understanding why people don’t do it more. Chocolate chip banana pancakes were a dinner staple, not to mention a mood-picker-upper, in my apartment my last year of college.
I’ve only tried out one recipe, thus far, (Strawberry and Basil Shortcakes, minus the basil) but the book is so pretty and has lots of neat ideas in it. Maybe it will even get me to cook more?! Also included in the package from Meghan was a homemade vanilla extract, a reusable bag, KitchenAid whisk, kitchen towels, and paper straws! If you haven’t checked out Stir and Scribble, you should. I hope to some day turn my tumblr into a more refined blog/site, like hers. Thanks Meghan!
(at Mrs. London’s Bakery and Cafe)
Feliz Cinco de Mayo! (trying to make a tres leches cake)
I’m turning to the computer, because for the first time in quite some time, I’m in the apartment, alone. Kyle (pictured above, and occasionally in frames of baking pictures when he’s not supposed to be) is getting surgery and will be away overnight and I’m anxious as any kitty mamma would be. I’m feeling weird. Maybe it’s because I’m super-aware of the lack of movement by anything other than myself. Maybe because it’s my bedtime and I don’t have a bedtime pal. I’m writing because I’m trying to distract myself.
A lot’s gone on since we last spoke. That’s an understatement. I can’t say anything else without acknowledging the terrible-aweful that occurred in the city I call home. I don’t think my baking blog is the right forum for me to talk about it, though. I am thankful for the way the internet has helped inform, connect and share last week, and I’ve done a lot of thinking about it, and I am not going to process here. Patton Oswalt did a good job talking about it. So did my friend, Patty.
I do hope to share some more Cora, lately and baking things and such soon. I’m looking forward to making jam, subscribing to a CSA, getting back into running, and reading. There are more changes-a-coming. Also, Spring is here, which is awesome.
I hope you are well, and are doing things that make you happy. Or enjoying a great meal. Or spending time with loved ones. Or moving forward. Or taking risks. Or just smiling. Or all of the above. Don’t forget your sunblock! I did, and this olive-toned gal got her first sunburn of the year.
I promise I have actual things to blog about.