Hey there.
So, after several months of laziness and school trying to kill me, I've recalibrated this blog. This summer is all about cooking and learning about wine, and you're coming along on that journey, like it or not.
I'M SO EXCITED!!!!
Well, I have to go eat dinner (pictures to come), but I'll be back soon.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Buttermilk Pie: A Semi-Failure
Made a buttermilk pie this weekend.
I was trying to work with as few ingredients as possible, and I was also feeling lazy, so I did something I NEVER EVER EVER do and bought a pie crust.
Yes, I know.
THE HORROR.
It was graham cracker.
DO NOT DO THIS.
Graham cracker crust and a very liquidy filling don't mix well together. I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking.
Or if I was thinking.
It turned out okay, I guess. I mean, I ate it all, so there's that. But there was a thin layer of actual buttermilk filling and then it was all squidgy graham cracker-ness. It was weird, okay? It was not something I would knowingly or willingly repeat.
I also still have some buttermilk, so if I gets any monies I'll try an actual pie crust and see how that works.
I'm also playing around with the idea of making just a buttermilk custard, which requires no monies, just me stealing a teaspoon of flour from the dorm kitchen.
Shhh, don't tell.
I was trying to work with as few ingredients as possible, and I was also feeling lazy, so I did something I NEVER EVER EVER do and bought a pie crust.
Yes, I know.
THE HORROR.
It was graham cracker.
DO NOT DO THIS.
Graham cracker crust and a very liquidy filling don't mix well together. I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking.
Or if I was thinking.
It turned out okay, I guess. I mean, I ate it all, so there's that. But there was a thin layer of actual buttermilk filling and then it was all squidgy graham cracker-ness. It was weird, okay? It was not something I would knowingly or willingly repeat.
I also still have some buttermilk, so if I gets any monies I'll try an actual pie crust and see how that works.
I'm also playing around with the idea of making just a buttermilk custard, which requires no monies, just me stealing a teaspoon of flour from the dorm kitchen.
Shhh, don't tell.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
My Friends Know Me So Well
I got my Christmas present from my friend, L., yesterday. It was a cookbook (which I read later that evening just before bed, yes I read cookbooks like some people read novels, DON'T YOU JUDGE ME) with the caveat that she would buy the ingredients and I would make something out of it. My other friend, K., bought me booze.
Food and booze, aside from the stage and my family, my two favorite things.
So hopefully that will happen this weekend, in which case I will let you all know how it goes, hopefully with pictures. I'm also hoping to try my hand at macarons, a French almond sandwich cookie. And maybe also an egg and cheese souffle with puff pastry. But she's got to finish an application for grad school this weekend, so I'm not sure if all of these forays will be able to happen, since all have to take place in her kitchen. No way am I doing all that in a dorm kitchen.
But I'm hoping!
Dangit, I really want a cupcake.
Food and booze, aside from the stage and my family, my two favorite things.
So hopefully that will happen this weekend, in which case I will let you all know how it goes, hopefully with pictures. I'm also hoping to try my hand at macarons, a French almond sandwich cookie. And maybe also an egg and cheese souffle with puff pastry. But she's got to finish an application for grad school this weekend, so I'm not sure if all of these forays will be able to happen, since all have to take place in her kitchen. No way am I doing all that in a dorm kitchen.
But I'm hoping!
Dangit, I really want a cupcake.
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