Shamleless Plug

I'm embarking on a new part of my life that is happier and going in a direction! It's really refreshing.

I was married May 19th, 2012 to a great guy I met at the C.I.A and we're go excited to embark on a life together. He has as culinary degree to match my baking and pastry degree. It's going to be a Good life.

I hope you enjoy my thoughts on food and cooking. I am but a humble baker, who happens to love cooking and embraces the joy of food.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Hollow Leg Syndrome

It's the start of a new season. So, of course, as usual, I am starving.
Whenever a new season starts, well, at least the transition from cold to colder and colder to warmer, I feel like I can't consume enough calories.

I'm not scarfing down nearly as much as I usually do. I think when winter started I inhaled hundreds (if not a thousand) of extra calories a day. But it was much different then; Last winter, I was, of course, up to my elbows in overtime. Working a normal day of 12 hours and my longest day being almost 18. So I hardly noticed when I had a second or third (Who am I kidding, how about 'fifth or sixth') chicken finger or some other kind of bad for you, trans fat laden fried food (I remember leaving work at 5:30 pm, after being there since 3 am, and getting several items from Mcdonalds and scarfing it down before I even reached the highway).

But at the same time I could really stand to shed a pound or five. I made the grave mistake of trying on a pair of jeans at Old Navy, and they barely went past my knees! They were my size, but their jeans have never really fit me since I hit puberty and they have so many different styles, a size is never the same size in each style. Still, it made me so depressed I very nearly bought Soy Nuggets at Trader Joes....Which I'm kind of considering nuggets with Bbq sauce......Really! They are really quite tasty!

Anyway....I've been eating a lot of jelly beans, and crackers and cookies and I really wish I had better will power. Maybe I should chew gum, drink more water, or do something to control my eating habits. I can't wait for nicer weather, and warm days so I can go for more walks and feel like I'm taking control of my health.

While it may cost a little more, I really ought to invest in foods that are actually sort of good for you, like minimally processed items: preservative free/cane sugar granola bars, grainy cereal, even soy nuggets. The kind of stuff one finds at Trader Joes. And drinking green tea. More salads. Less junk.
I say that. I've said that in I don't know how many posts. But this time, while I may fall of the horse and fail, it's almost summer, and it's going to be a busy one, and if I want to look good and have energy, I need to make changes now.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Cadbury creme filling fizzle.

Cadbury creme eggs don't hold the same appeal as they used to. I'd buy a dozen and eat one a month till the next Easter (which I might do again this year, just for kicks).

But now I'm nibbling at one, and I don't feel like I love it as much as I did. The ooblecky tacky filling is creamy and thick and sugary, which is tactfully(?) pleasing. The mild milk chocolate that melts with it adds another depth of flavor and sweet.

The orangey yolky center that marbleizes with the rest of the white rouses feelings of nostalgia, and I love the way it melts on my tongue, but it fails to light the fire that burned in my soul for candy like it used to.

Maybe it's because I'm 23, and appreciate the Slow Food Movement, and organic and local and stuff made in small batches, and those small companies (all of the above in certain situations, of course). A Cadbury creme egg that is now owned by Hershey isn't going to do it anymore. I like things like potato chips made by some company in Idaho, or cane soda, or produce from a farmer's market or naked beef from Stew Leonards.

I guess I'm sort of a food snob......... But not really. I just like to eat a variety of delicious things, and a variety of junky food. But if I'm going to eat something that tiny that has 150 calories, I damn sure am going to thoroughly enjoy every mouthful.

.....But I guess I do savor every little bit of that tiny egg. It's chocolate, it's creamy fondant (one of my most favorite the bakeshop there were buckets of it and I would sneak it all the time) and it's seasonal. It was apart of my childhood, and sometimes things like that makes you feel good and happy in a way that nostalgic things do; it satisfies a tiny part of your soul.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Sunday Breakfast

Today I planned on waking up early, making coffee and just enjoy having the first floor to myself before my siblings woke up and my parents came back from being away.

I had decided since I didn't get my sausage biscuit from McDondalds at Matt's Graduation, that would be what I would make.

It took me awhile to settle on this idea. As I would have to run out and get. sausage. But I decided I'd settle on bacon if we had Bisquik. We didn't have any Which meant I'd have to run to Trader Joes. So I might as well get the Morning Star vegan sausage patties there as well, (don't knock it, they look good and their Griller's Vegan tastes like a hamburger) because I've yet to see real sausage patties at Tjs, and it would be an acceptable alternative.

When I got there, I went to the frozen section and located the Morning Star area. They had the burgers (good with chipole mayo), the "buffalo wings" (Why?), the bacon, and the sausage links. But no patties. Surely this was some kind of mistake. I lifted every box, hoping for a stray sausage pattie. But there were none. Given, it was about 5:30 pm, but surely they restock?

I would have been more annoyed, if I weren't so amused by the irony.

I picked up my box of multigrain baking mix and wandered, thinking about my next move.
But after browsing the bacon, and the soy-sauge, I finally left with Baking Mix, Home Browns (the hash brown style found at Mcdonalds), a box of Vanilla cookie Trader Joes Oreos, and Whoopee pies (the last two being a compulsive move). Damn you Trader Joes for enticing me to veer from my list and buy another item!!!

This morning I woke up at 7, my head thick and my vision blurry. I got up and laid on the couch, watching an infomercial for "YOUR BABY CAN READ" because I was too thick with tired to change the channel...even with the remote sitting at my head.

Finally, I willed myself off the couch to prepare a caffinated crystal light packet, which brought me around a little bit, enough to start making my breakfast.

I brushed three hash browns with oil and threw them in the still cold oven, and turned it on. I formed my cold, last night prepared biscuit dough into three rounds and put them aside. After putting the bacon into the oven, I got my eggs ready.

Once the bacon came out, swimming in its own fat (Mmm, bacon fat, could there be any better fat?), I poured a little of the remaining bacon fat into the pan intended for my eggs. This was something Matt always did when we would cook breakfast together on the weekend. But I suppose when you're eating the bacon with the eggs, you can't really tell that the fat is in it, but I like the concept anyway.

My entire breakfast came together nicely. My coffee was pleasant enough, better than at work, but my biscuits rose a bit too much to accommodate eggs, cheese and bacon into an open mouth. The bacon was crispy, and my hash browns crunchy.

I'm still tired, and now very worried, because I just found a letter for myself from I don't know when about my other student loan, which was due YESTERDAY, so I want to run to the post office, but am trying to make myself realize it doesn't matter when I go, because there's no post today anyway.

I don't know what the deal is with people trying to make breakfast fancy. All you need is a little breakfast meat, some bread, a potato product and an egg, and you have a very Americanized breakfast. Fatty, greasy, bad for you, but once in a while it is entirely delicious.