Broccoli!!!

Confession:

I 

love

taking

pictures

of 

broccoli.

Double Pie!

Wow, what I could do with this.

Chicago Metallic Non-Stick 9-Inch Split Decision Pie Pan

Time to Clean-ish

Today, fueled by a fairly successful self-made espresso & milk, I decided to organize the food cabinet. We have very little kitchen space and I have a tendency to just shove items in there willy-nilly.

Ta da? So it doesn't look like a lot of stuff, but when it's laid out on the counter...

Aerial shot?

Holy crap, that's a lot of crap. But I need it all. I NEED it.

And I fit it all back in nicely. Kind of. Ok, it doesn't look much better in the picture, but it's LOADS better in real life.

Also, I found that I buy too much salt (3 large containers and 2 small ones) and jello (7 boxes of assorted gelatin and pudding flavors) and we need to start eating more peanut butter (1 extra large unopened, 1 large half-eaten, 1 large mostly eaten, 1 small unopened).

I should clean more often.

Airing of (Self) Grievances

I’m late to Festivus myself this year.

Instead of airing the grievances I have with others, I thought I’d air the grievances I have with myself (as a cook) in an effort to better myself.

So 1. I put off EVERYTHING. I have pictures of food on my computer/phone I haven’t posted about from fall late October.

2. I can’t peel a boiled egg. I know, I know. There are a THOUSAND different “tricks” to do it. They. Don’t. Work. For. Me. If I hard boil 8 eggs, I will end up with 3 good looking ones and 5 that look something like this:

I can’t serve that.

3. I almost always take my wedding ring off to cook if I know it’s going to be messy/gross. People are weirdly astounded at this. I don’t know why. When I bake things that have instructions that start with “With buttered hands,” I’m taking off the ring.

Exhibit A: My buttered hand sans ring

And, yes, this leads to me “misplacing” my ring more often than usual. (True story, I “lost” my ring on top of the coffee maker for like 8 hours.)

Which brings me to the next one

4. I lose things. I can NEVER find the can opener, it lives in a state of lost in our kitchen. I recently lost my phone, called it 3 times, and then found it in my back pocket.

5. I’m a messy cook. Really, really messy. This is a picture of one section of the kitchen after I used the mixer. Granted, the bowl was too small for the job, but really, it didn’t matter.

Just today I had flour, sugar, powdered sugar, egg whites, powdered jello, butter, and a combination of all of the above on my shirt, counter, floor, coffee maker, toaster, and jar of nutmeg.

Ok, after re-reading my list of grievances, I realize I’m probably not going to change any of these things. Although, I really wish I could peel boiled eggs.

Happy Festivus, all.

Fail.

Not everything I make turns out right.

Exhibit A.

This is called a teaser.

I made bread. Post tomorrow.

I really like food.

Buyer beware: This is not a foodie’s blog.

I am amateur in every possible way. I’m cooking things in my own tiny crappy kitchen and taking pictures of what I’ve done with my cell phone.

Feel free to comment/critique/question.

I won’t post the actual recipe (unless it’s not off the interwebs) but I will link to everything and give any modifications I made.

Umm… what else?

Cheers!