I’m a dummy. The day before I went on a 14-day detox I decided I wanted to learn how to make Smitten Kitchen’s Peanutella. I could’ve sworn it was detox-friendly, but as I was dumping the cocoa powder and peanut oil into the food processor I noticed my huge oversight: 1 ¼ cups Powdered Sugar.
Once upon a last weekend I stumbled into a free sample table at my local grocery store. I’m always a sucker for samples, but not in the way most people are. No, I’m an actual sucker because I still haven’t figured out how to accept a free sample but still politely decline buying whatever it is they’re peddling. Words fail me. My face starts to flush. And the next thing I know, there’s a $7.49 tub of pumpkin-sunflower-flax seed butter in my basket.
All I wanted was some cat food. And maybe a can of beans.
Brrrr… Feel that? That’s the chill Summer left when the door slammed as it left the building.
It gets harder and harder these days to rip myself out from the warm blankets. On the mornings when I get up a little too late for a proper breakfast I like to whip up some of Bob’s Red Mill’s Mighty Tasty Hot Cereal.
In one day I made 6 different batches of scones. SIX. And I taste-tested four of them. Yes, I am owning up and admitting that I ate 4 scones in one (very long) kitchen sitting. I wear my hobbit-like tendencies with pride. :]
Regrettably, it’s been 2 months since my last recipe post. It seems like just yesterday I was knee-deep in a heavenly pizza binge. Alas, the goin’ has gotten tough. And when the goin’ gets tough, the tough get chocolate milk. Because I am a child.