Monday, September 26, 2011

domestic goddess level +1

This past week, I acted upon a yen for adventures of the culinary persuasion.

For some reason, whenever my "better half" goes out of town I get an intense desire to make and eat a bunch of home-made bread. I have a feeling it is timed this way so that I don't have to share all of the deliciously golden carbs. Last week was no different...the hubs hit the road and I started preheating the oven! Bread is my secret boyfriend. 

I am not very experienced in the art of bread baking (although I would like to start doing it a whole bunch more), so I went for a recipe that looked nice and easy. Photo evidence of white velvet batter bread! 



It was quite tasty, especially when toasted and slathered luxuriously with blackberry jam. Definitely worth the risk of sticky jam hands. The book in the background is where I got the recipe. It is actually supposed to be made in something round/cylindrical (traditionally in old coffee tins), but I didn't have anything like that so I just used a regular old bread pan (booooooring). 

The next adventure was canning peaches. My buddy scored a good deal on a box of peaches at the farmers market and let me tag along on the canning adventure. All in all, I was surprised by how easy it was to do. But, then again, she had all the equipment ready to go - huge-ass pot with a shelf set up on the bottom, can-grabber tool that saves you from scalding hot water...all the necessary tools of the trade. Another bonus was that we had three people cutting and skinning the peaches, which greatly cut down on prep time. Anyway...peaches were cut, plopped in the jars, bathed in sugary syrup water stuff, sealed up, all ending with a nice dip in boiling hot lava (water). The result...a tasty snack all ready to hang out until the middle of winter when I remember that I have canned peaches. 


Ok, finished bragging. Now off to see if I can get myself to sit down long enough to get some knitting done. Minimalist cardigan...I will finish you!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

playing a never ending game of catch me if you can with my creative aspirations (a.k.a. - long time, no blog)

Isn't it funny how you can get that uncontrollable urge to be creative and do fun stuff when you are working, especially when working on tight deadlines and projects with quick turn arounds? Then, when the deadline passes and you've shown your magnificence and skills and met said deadline, the creative rush decides to hide away and you get lazy and stop looking for it and sit on the couch or whatever instead?  Funny, maybe...frustrating, hell to the yes.

Summer is nearly at an end, and I have been able to keep myself busy with the garden and other fun things but little to no artsy fartsy-ness. I am still learning this whole time management skills thing while working from home (thankfully things have been busy and I am lucky to be so flustered). I also will always be learning to keep the to-do lists, even the one with the fun stuff on it, short and sweet. That will be a lifelong lesson.

So I suppose the main purpose of this post is to say that I am still here (for anyone who ever looks at this, and mainly for me). The chill is creeping back into the air. I am getting excited about sweaters, both wearing them and knitting them. Perfect time to pick those needles back up and get to work/play. More to come.