- butterscotch crescent rolls,
- almond cardamom bread,
- cookies galore,
- almond, pumpkin seed, and cashew brittle,
- spicy cashews with wasabi peas,
- a chocolate souffle cake,
- coconut cupcakes,
- roasted potatoes,
- maple roasted yams,
- roast rosemary pork,
- cauliflower au gratin, twice,
- salads galore,
- steamed broccoli,
- white bean soup with leftover roast pork,
- roasted pumpkin soup, thai-spiced,
- corn muffins,
- more roasted potatoes.
Also, I have cut up
- four pineapples.
Tonight, we had leftovers and may I say, I could barely heat them up in the microwave properly. My own soup was a teeny bit on the lukewarm side. I think it's possible I have cooked myself into a corner that I can't even punch my way out of. (Am I a fighter now? an aging prize fighter/cook that has been cornered by the food itself, and is this an appropriate metaphor? I am so tired I can't even tell. You be the judge.)
what?? no blog happy birthday notice to your favorite daughter?? how sad...ReplyDelete
but luckily i know it was an accident so i forgive you.
I LOVE YOU MAMA! :D :D
I got tired just reading your blog...I think I'm going to live on sandwiches for the next week.ReplyDelete
So. Much. Kitchen.
One thing for sure, though. Prize fighter/cook? Maybe. Aging. NEVER!
PS We are home. I'll call you tomorrow.
Okay. My list cannot even compare. I'm in awe. I call you master.ReplyDelete