August 25, 2011 § 3 Comments
I love making cinnamon buns as a house warming to ourselves. We have done a lot of moving recently and we will continue to for the next month. This weekend we are moving out of one apartment, and in a couple of weeks we will be moving into the next. When I saw this recipe I immediately thought of the cinnamon buns I’ll be making when we are finally done with all the moving. Of course, I had to make sure that they were up to snuff, so I had a great excuse to make them.
June 20, 2011 § 1 Comment
Sam and I should be up in the mountains of Big Sur, CA camping right now. I’ve set up this post to be published automatically so no one gets to bored while we are away. Sam and I are car hunting. We didn’t get to go camping because his car died a very noisy death in the middle of an intersection. Our mini vacation was postponed for another time. In the meantime we have been having a very lovely and relaxing time visiting family. On the other hand, the car salesmen haven’t been so lovely.
Another reason for my recent lack of blogging has been due to camera issues. « Read the rest of this entry »
June 6, 2011 § 3 Comments
It’s Monday morning of finals week for Sam, and the ants have invaded, very unfortunate timing. They devoured our leftover baklava and everything else edible that was on our dining room table. I feel like I’m in Nicaragua again. So many ants. Back there we kept everything in the fridge: spices, pancake mix, flour, baking soda, pasta, you name it and it was in the fridge. Anything that would typically would be found in a pantry had to live in the fridge to avoid ant infestation. Only cans were immune to the ants.
I thought this was a perfectly normal practice until I came to the states. No flour in the refrigerator here. Silly me, but I easily got accustomed to leaving things out without fear. « Read the rest of this entry »
June 2, 2011 § 2 Comments
Oh sweet, sweet pesto bread (not actually sweet by the way, just a swirly, savory deliciousness), you are my new favorite type of bread. That’s saying a lot because I really like bread. I have always loved bread. Its softness, warmth and lightly crunchy exterior–how can anyone resist? And by the way, when I say I like bread I’m not referring to store bought bread, I mean fresh out of the oven bread from home. You really haven’t had bread until you’ve had homemade bread. I still haven’t mastered the art of bread making, nowhere close to that yet, but I hope that someday I will.
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