No, I’m not eating it (athough I kind of wish that I were- at least the end result). I’m melting it down with some heavy cream and fresh-brewed espresso to make a mouth-watering ganache. Into this ganache I’ll be dipping the tops of chocolate stout cupcakes for a birthday celebration...
I’ve got the dough fermenting for English muffins. Next up is mixing the bigas and starters together for both whole wheat sandwich bread and St. Lucia buns and letting them ferment. I’m hoping that I don’t run out of yeast, but it’s definitely a possibility so I may be running...
Finally, a weekend where we aren’t nailed down to any formal plans. I’ve dreamed about a weekend like this for a while now. Don’t get me wrong, if I had too many of these in a row I’d be extremely unhappy, but I am loving it this weekend. Only problem...
Shrimp with peanut sauce, green beans and garlic over udon noodles makes my tummy happy.
I do believe that my mind finally made itself up this morning. I will run the St. Patty’s day road race in Holyoke. That gives me two weeks to get myself in shape. I’m not gonna kill myself training like I did last year. That was pointless, especially because I...
To my little sister Sarah. Have a beautiful day!
So I went to the gym this morning, which is not the norm for me on a weekend, but because I had skipped on Monday due to Superbowl slacking I felt that I had to make up. It felt good to go (once I was there). Suck part is that...
To Shaun. He’s joined the over-30 club now. He-he. Here are wishes for a spectacular day! J
clean shitter: check clean laundry: um, mostly done…. rig truck door closed: check marketing: check visit and dinner with Dad and Becca: check dishes: on their way to being clean rewire cable from basement to living room: check pack up and watch the super bowl @ Bob’s: on our way J
So we keep a heap in our driveway because it was built in 1978 and is constucted of metal (unlike the cars of today) and it’s call a Malibu. It belongs to Chris and he loves it. I get that. We also keep another heap in our driveway that belongs...