Bread: 1, The Mommy: 0
Stupid white bread, stupid refined sugar, STUPID HARD CANADIAN FLOUR.
Bah.
Tomorrow, I'm getting me some raw sugar and some baker's flour, and we're gonna try this shit again.
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Showing posts with label Cooking. Show all posts
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
Nom nom nom...
Tonight I made homemade chili for the first time EVER. By myself. It was goooood. Mmmm, I love me some kidney beans. No anemia here tonight! The kids had a spaggetti dinner at their friend's house, but when they came home they asked for some chili anyway - and ate a whole serving each! The baby loved it so much he didn't even bother smearing any on himself.
I also made fresh rolls.
Oh yeah.
I also made fresh rolls.
Oh yeah.
Thursday, 5 March 2009
How to make lunch:
- Get hungry.
- Go to kitchen.
- Unearth counter from under piles of homework, fliers, permission slips, napkins, bills, scribbled shopping lists, children's art, recipies, and - for some reason - seed packets.
- Take out bread, which has somehow gone stale since it was purchased yesterday - probably due to the fact that you are the only one who knows how to close the bag.
- Remove old crumb-covered knife from butter, use new knife to apply butter to bread. Wash both knives and put away.
- Open peanut butter.
- Wonder why peanut butter is half full of PAM Cooking Spray.
- Throw peanut butter in garbage.
- Open honey instead.
- Wonder why honey is half full of PAM Cooking Spray.
- Throw honey in garbage.
- Throw now-empty PAM cooking spray in garbage.
- Add peanut butter, honey, and PAM Cooking Spray to current shopping list.
- Take cold-cut bin out of fridge.
- Attempt to find cold-cut with no pre-existing toddler-sized bite marks.
- Throw cold-cuts in garbage.
- Add cold-cuts to current shopping list.
- Attempt to locate jam.
- Find jam upside down under kitchen table, with no lid.
- Throw jam in garbage.
- Add jam to current shopping list.
- Comb cupboards for anything else to put on sandwhich.
- Give up, take money out of husbands change jar, and go to restaurant.
Sunday, 28 September 2008
Bread. At least I think that's what it's supposed to be...
I found a recipe on a blog I luuuuurrve - Itty Bitty Bistro
Well, it used to be a blog. I think it's a real live website now. I digress...
I attempted to make their "Boston Brown Bread" and I'm pretty sure I failed.
Lemme show you:
I assembled my fixin's.
(And yes, I always "arrange" them like that. Honest.)
Combine dry, combine wet:
Combine dry with wet:
Put in cans for steaming, add water, cover:
Steam:
Remove from pot, uncover:
Remove from cans. Please not that said removal was more than a little tricky because my can opener staunchly refused to open the wrong end of a can. It's all the can opener's fault!
See? I did it wrong. It's not bread. It's not pretty. It smells like bran muffins, which could be a good thing.
I'll make the kids eat it. Even if it does resemble poo. ;)
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