I feel as though I flirt with disaster on a daily basis, so much so that we're now on a comfortable, first name basis. Let us not speak of prior attempts, let's maintain a forward looking, sunshine-and-rainbows approach.
Here's a look at what I've been playing with the last few months:
What happens when you take a classic French dessert and twist/bend/mangle it to your will?
You'd think I'd leave the French alone after that one, right? Well, the only reason I even ventured into that territory was because the bastardized brioche was quite tasty:
Turns out all you need to make successful bread is also the same thing you need to cut down your energy bill- a 90 degree kitchen.
Someone gave me a hard time about cake:
but oddly, not about my blatantly mismatching plates.
And finally, I've found the best air freshener in the known universe:
Freshly baked banana bread, warmly spiced and with double chocolate goodness. I slept so contentedly that night.
Now that October is here, I'm all aflutter with baking plans and plots- that and the $17 of U-Pick apples in my kitchen. Game on.