Classes officially start tomorrow, meaning I don’t know how much crafting will get done during this semester. I do know, however, that with my Celtic Thunder concerts less than a month away, that there will certainly be posts chronicling those adventures, starting with my reactions to seeing them on QVC this Wednesday. I’m also going to try to bake up a storm on Sundays, so hopefully I’ll be able to post roughly once a week, although that may be stretching it a tad bit. In any event, I’m sad to be losing what crafting time I had this summer, because I’m sure as soon as my schedule becomes endlessly hectic, I’m going to get the urge to make something to relieve the stress (and to procrastinate). Oh well. But this semester should be a blast, so I’m not as sad as I might be if I wasn’t looking forward to two of my four classes (let’s face it, my two lit courses are just going to kill me no matter how hard I try or how on top of my assignments I stay, so what’s to look forward to with those). I wish I had an amigurumi to post about tonight, but the past few days have been rather busy–a nice preview of what is to come. Once I finally get the remainder of my kitchen things in the mail, I’m planning on making cinnamon rolls and muffins, so that’s something else to look forward to.
Tag: baking
Oh the Things that Happen…
I’ve been breaking in my kitchen by making some of the few things I have ingredients for. The other day when a friend was staying with me, I desperately wanted to bake, and what resulted was snickerdoodles. Unfortunately, I remembered that my wonderful cooling rack was 250 miles away, which meant I had to find a different way to cool my cookies so that the bottoms would not either overcook by being put directly on foil after they were out of the oven or become soggy because of condensation due to a hot cookie being put on a cool surface. What resulted was something that I can only describe as being epic, ingenious, and hilarious. Because my friend happens to enjoy an Asian lifestyle and thus has many such accouterments for her own kitchen, we employed none other than chopsticks to cool my cookies, and they worked wonderfully.
I never thought I’d see anything like this happen in my kitchen, but it was a brilliant idea that really worked in a pinch, resulting in deliciously perfect snickerdoodles
The Return of Baking!!
I’m happy now. My kitchen is fully functional, my room is finally organized for the most part, and I’m spending today inside because it’s perfect rainy weather for that kind of thing.
In celebration of finally having salt and other basic baking ingredients, I made scones this morning. I’m so glad to have a kitchen again and to be able to create things. May I present, SCONE MOUNTAIN!
A Long Time Coming
Last week I went home for the first time since January, and I must say, I was FREEZING in my house. I’m just not used to being in air-conditioned places for long periods of time, so I spent a lot of time under a blanket. One good thing about the cooler indoor temperatures was that I was able to bake without personally baking. I started off slowly, with just a double batch of my chocolate chip cookies to bring to a reunion lunch the next day.
Then, on the morning of the lunch I made some cinnamon rolls with a cream cheese icing, but they didn’t last for very long, hence the lack of a picture. However, they didn’t look very different from the ones I made for Midnight Breakfast, so that picture will work just fine.
The next night I wanted to make a cake, but I changed my mind and settled on cupcakes and a vanilla buttercream frosting.
I do wonder what my parents have done with all the treats I left at home. Have they eaten them all? Let them go stale?
*raises hand* My name is Danielle, and I’m addicted to modern kitchen appliances.
I came home yesterday after a long (but fun) day of work and wanted nothing more than to nuke something to eat and then fall asleep. Unfortunately, the end of the school year means moving out and, in my case, losing the stuff my suitemate brought with her for us to use. I was greeted by a bare counter top — no microwave, no hot pot, no George Foreman mini grill. Do you have any idea how depressing that is when my fridge and cupboards are already pretty much empty? Cold cereal it is! This change in dinner plans did nothing to warm me up after my day outside in the cold, and so I donned a sweatshirt and huddled under my thin quilt. Even making tea tonight was turned into a giant production and used more things than necessary. I now get to clean a pot, strainer, spoon, and mug, instead of just a mug and spoon. And my otherwise 3 minute dinner is now in the oven for 30 minutes; good thing I’m not too hungry yet, or else I’d be grumpier about this.
I’m spoiled by convenience and availability, I admit it. I’m stuck in this situation for one more day, and then I get to move to a room without a kitchen and without open dining halls on the weekends. Let’s see how that works out for me. . . . I know I chose that location to save money and for its convenient location, but darn it, I WANT A KITCHEN! I don’t want to relive my freshman year–no homemade baked goods, having to go outside to a dining hall whenever I wanted food, and not being able to cook away my stress/bad moods.
I need to take advantage of what little time I have left with my kitchen, with what few ingredients remain in it. I wonder if Amy’s going to miss the eggs in the fridge, if they’re even hers. . . . She’s leaving tomorrow, anyway, so I don’t think it should matter too much to her. Maybe I’ll send her off with some brownies made with her eggs to make up for taking them.
Emerald Thunder 