So I accidentally took a break from blogging. Although, I don’t really know if enough people read it to make it a blog. …how many licks does it take to have a legit blog? Or is the center of a tootsie pop? The world may never know.
So I last wrote about my grandma’s party, and then I dove head first into putting together a photo book for her as a belated birthday gift. There were so many photos that I quickly got a bit overwhelmed, but I finally buckled down and finished it a few nights ago. I hope she likes it!
I’m also working on J’s first birthday party. And here’s the thing. I want it to be cute and fun but then there’s the big glaring fact that she will have ZERO recollection of this party. That’s why I’ve chosen to look at it as a “Hey, we survived the first year!” type of party. I mean, it’s totally HER party, but it’s my way of justifying all my little time consuming DIY projects. But either way you look at it, I’m really excited and I think it’s going to be adorable.
In other news, I made BREAD! I never thought I could make a loaf of bread successfully. Every time I try to bake anything, it ends poorly. Case in point, when I graduated college, some friends and I had a girls night. We planned to go get pizza and I got it in my head to make red velvet cupcakes. From scratch. I sautéed the strawberries, but soon realized I didn’t have enough to dye the dough so my SIL had to run to the store to get food coloring. That should have been my first clue that disaster was afoot. In short, I learned that there is a BIG difference between baking soda and baking powder. I now triple check the box I’m using to make sure I’m using the correct ingredient. They looked like muffins and tasted like play-doh. And here’s proof, from way back in the 2007 iPhoto archives. I would try to apologize for the horrible photo, but first, the “cupcakes” really did look that horrible; and second, they aren’t exactly something I wanted to show off. The photo was more to document the total disaster.
Every now and then, one of said girlfriends will be all like, “Hey, remember that time you made red velvet “cupcakes”?” (air quotes included). And I’m all like, “I’ll never bake again!”, with Shakespearean drama in my voice and mannerisms. Just give me a skull. But I did try baking again and it turned out great. I made an Italian cheesy garlic bread for Thanksgiving that was delicious. Then a few nights ago, I tried my hand at a honey oat loaf. Did you read that, A LOAF. Amazing. Ain’t she pretty?
Baking is so rewarding. I feel like I’ve finally gotten over the fear of failure hump. And I know I’ve only made this loaf and the bread for thanksgiving, but it’s just so cool to bake your own stuff! Not including the time (you know, since time is money), I think it cost me about $1.50 to make this organic loaf of super yummy bread. Not bad, eh?
So now I want to bake other things. What’s your favorite baking recipe?? Oh, and in the interest of sharing, this is the recipe I used. I didn’t read her full post, but the recipe is all the way down at the bottom.