Once again, it has been awhile since I have baked anything. Since I will be starting grad school at the end of August, you might as well get used to it. *sigh*
But I was commissioned to bake dessert for tomorrow’s Father’s Day celebration, so I finally had a chance to try something I have been wanting to do for a couple of weeks: a cherry pie. Read the rest of this entry »
Brad and I both woke up late this morning. He’s the kind of person who wakes up at 7:30 on a regular basis without an alarm clock, while I’m the kind who could happily sleep 10 hours a night and still want a nap later, so when my alarm went off at 8:30 and he was still lying motionless next to me, I kept hitting snooze until he got up – at 9:30. If he’d gotten up earlier, I would have had to get up too so that he wouldn’t starve while waiting for the promised pancakes. It was lovely that both of us got to sleep in.
Last night, Brad and I went over to his sister’s house so that his brother-in-law could help me with some of the math I’ve been studying for the GRE. We were a little worried about inviting ourselves but his sister told his mom (his mom is the only one who openly shows emotion on a regular basis so she’s always the middleperson) that she hoped we wouldn’t stop coming over after I was done with the GRE.
One of the things I’m really terrible at is fractions, which may sound kind of ridiculous coming from someone who loves to bake. And there is a certain comfort in fractions – they make more sense to my visual brain than decimals. It’s just the crazy things they do to each other in mathematic equations that confuse me, because I want them to stand on their own.
So I’ve been concentrating on one of my shortcuts in an effort to get myself used to playing with fractions, a shortcut that I wanted to share with you.
This was originally posted on my other blog, What If. I’m moving it – and all of my baking posts – here in the next few weeks.
I stumbled across this recipe for something called an “apple brown betty” recently and, per my addiction to all autumn-oriented baked goods, had to make it.
My younger brother came to visit right before Christmas. He seems to have a fear of failure, plus a lack of confidence in his own abilities. So the last couple of times he’s come to visit, I made him make bread with me – one of the hardest, and therefore most satisfying, things a person can do in baking.
This year, since it was so close to Christmas, we made Stollen. Read the rest of this entry »
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