You will be missed, my little angel. I have so few words but a big hole in my heart.
You guys know about Nerdette, right? Although, I honestly have issues with the word “Nerd” like I have issues with the word “foodie”, I make a concession for Nerdette. And Wil Wheaton. But that’s it. No one else get’s to call me a nerd, okay? I have internal emotional scars from the 80′s about the word “nerd”. I was that… Read more →
Look at that.. another “hey I’ve been busy sorry I’ve been away yadda yadda yadda” post. Shocking!
So anyway, this is what I’ve been up to.
I found a new amazing snack.
I’ve been torturing my neighbors with my new banjolele. Please note the Bing Futch shirt. It’s totally cool to wear a shirt about one instrument and play a different one.. right? Sho.
I finally mowed the lawn and whacked the shit out of the weeds.. and tried to look tough doing it.
I rendered down something like three pounds of beef fat I’d been saving. I’m going to use this to make beef confit… eventually.
I made 16 pints of chicken stock out of the carcasses I’d been saving in the freezer. I finished up the last of the homebrew in front of the window while I waiting for the bitch, Big Betty to finish up.
We bought a big box of meat. Which is why I was canning and rendering like a fool. I needed the freezer space.
And we did a 45 whirlwind trip to the most Magical Place On Earth and stayed awake for 20 hours! I felt invicible! Until I fell down.
That’s the snippets. What do you want to know more about first?
I love a good burger. I’m all about ground meat slapped on a nice roll. I’ve been riding an 11 day stretch of “clean eating”. Gods, I hate that phrase.. I mean it’s so… pretentious. But basically, I’ve been eating real food with real ingredients and keeping the grains, nuts and cheese at a minimum. I have also really been… Read more →
Back in June of last year, I posted about my experience with making homemade soda from Emma Christensen’s book True Brews: How to Craft Fermented Cider, Beer, Wine, Sake, Soda, Mead, Kefir, and Kombucha at Home. At the time I was like “I’m only gonna make soda because I already make milk kefir and kombucha just looks weird and I… Read more →
I’m a bit of a Doctor Who geek.. not a huge Whovian. I mean, I can’t quote episodes or remember which Doctor is which number and I don’t really care for the original episodes. But I do love the idea of the Doctor. And as part of Stashdown 2014, I’m making a lot of shawls so of COURSE I need… Read more →
WARNING: This post of full of pictures of really awesome food. Proceed at your own risk I don’t think it’s any secret that I’m a bit of a fan of Ellie Krieger and her recipes. They are usually very straightforward, easy to make and well balanced nutritionally. My only gripe is that occasionally they are a bit under seasoned for… Read more →
Sometimes, I get an idea and I will not let it go. Wanting to learn to play the ukulele was one of those things. Yes, I know.. hipster shmipster… shaddup already. See, when I was *cough* younger, I used to sing a lot.. like.. a lot.. and really really loved it.. and I’ve gotten out of the habit like big… Read more →
I have a small problem. I have a yarn stash that is a bit.. much. So, that’s it.. I’m going “cold sheep”. I’m not buying any more yarn until my stash is gone. That’s right. GONE. This includes bits and bobs of this and that.. which means lots of scrap yarn projects. I will probably end up making some hats… Read more →
We saw the folks for dinner tonight and my mom brought us some puddles that she baked. These cookies are made by spreading a batter that is kind of cake-like onto a sheet pan and then you drop 12 blobs of jam into the batter. Then it gets baked off, cut apart and then you top with powdered sugar. She made these with the strawberry fig jam I gave her a few weeks back.
These are one of my favorite cookies. Have you ever had puddles? What is your favorite cookie?
UPDATE 02/11/14- Wow, Marisa from Food In Jars included this post in her link round up yesterday. SO COOL!
For those of you who’ve asked, recipe is forthcoming. I snuck it out of my mom’s house like a thief a few years ago, copied it, and put it back… I suppose I could have asked for it but these cookies seemed to inspire the mischievous behavior of my youth. Of course, I’ve stashed it somewhere and now I need to find it again.
Also? I still can’t believe that the only person who knows about these cookies is the gal who grew up next door to me. I also cannot find ANY other reference on the web. Bizarre