I'm on the bench and out of the game for the rest of the week. Which means, no major cooking or baking until at least the weekend. Eyeballs, crossed.
I didn't realize that sitting at the kitchen table (see yesterday's post), was not proper rest for my leg. Then last night that deep pain returned, and I knew I'd better get my butt back to the bench (couch).
Meanwhile, I'm itchin' to write/test bakes. I've got an idea for little chocolate honey fudge cakes, little maple vanilla cakes and wooffle sticks for the pups, and, and, and ...
Today is my easiest day yet after a weekend of not moving, thanks to screwing up my leg after working too long. Lesson learned, I'll move forward from here.
First, I have to tell you that Tim did all the weekend chores and baked his first bird with veg and homemade gravy. I'm not just saying this because I love that man to bits, but he did a killer job. Then, after that, he made homemade, by hand, vanilla whip to go over leftover apple crumble.
Homemade topping people. He didn't use no stinkin' electric whisk, either. Noppers, not my Bumble.
Then when I was resting with my latest issue of BBC GoodFood, Tim brought me my favorite snowman mug, filled with tart cherry juice (which reduces inflammation), along with unsalted organic cashews (which I'm not allowed to ask how much he paid for).
I'm tellin' ya. I'd marry that bugger all over again.
Guess what I did yesterday? I did a food menu for the week. I even know what Bumble (Tim), is having next Monday for lunch. So excited. I'm hoping to save money and get more organized between labs and home cooking.
In other news, I've been working on a go-to crust that works for many applications. Yesterday I tested the pastry in an Apple Crumble Bumble Pie. As I write this, the pie is cooling, so I cannot tell you how it worked out.
That's all for now. Thanks for reading & boogie boogie.
So I'm looking through old photos, tossing stuff I don't need, you know the drill. That's when I came across this old photo, from when we had the office in the other room. Anyway, one morning when Tim woke, this is what he found.
Hello Boogerbutts and Buttfaces: Thanks for all the great comments, yesterday. We spent the first day of staycation out and about on a culinary adventure. Headed for another one today. More on that another time.
Meanwhile, answer the what am I and win one used coffee filter, and a ball of Tim's ear wax. Don't worry if there's multiple winners. He's got plenty.
Lock the doors, bolt the windows and toss the mobile down the crapper. Frankenberry has four days off in a row, the fridge is stocked with all kinds of good foods and desserts, and we're on a four day stay-frickin'-cation.
If you grew up eating these, you know the excitement of seeing the monsters on a box, even as an adult today.
It's just good fun.
If you had these Monster Cereals in front of you, which would you open first?
For me, Franken Berry. No contest.
Last night I surprised Tim with all three boxes, and he opened Count Chocula first. Now, in his version of the story, he'll say that I tricked him into eating a big
honkin' garden salad before he ate a HUGE bowl of Count Chocula.
on my side of the story, which is the true side of the story, I didn't
do that entirely on purpose. Though I enjoyed that it worked
out that way, especially when Tim asked ...
"If we had Count Chocula, why
the hell did you make me eat that big salad?"
I said, "I didn't even realize it."
"I noticed you didn't eat a salad," he pointed out.
Back in September Tim got me a new tablet as my Halloween gift. The first thing I did was dress-up the pumpkins. Iron Man has some issues, but who doesn't.
Best Halloween gift, ever. I love this tablet. LOVE IT!
And that my Boo Berries, concludes this post. It's after two and I'm still in my jams. That's okay, because it a holiday weekend. It's all about fun, spooky and gross things.
Speaking of gross, click EWW to see my morning post.
And now .. I'm off to make Tim's Halloween dessert. He requested vegan chocolate cake. Then I'm thinking I might make Halloween bread in the shape of the word, SPOOKY. Don't know if it will work, but then, that's half the fun.
I permanently stained Tim's zombie shirt with Vicks VapoRub. Now it's my new sick shirt. But don't feel too bad for Tim. He stole my zombie brew cup the same day that he bought it for me. That's how we roll here at The Manor.
Thanks to all who played yesterday's Ghoul Quiz. If those prizes didn't knock your teeth out, click Suzie's, FoodieTV and enter to win a bake book. Winner can be from ANYWHERE in the world. Drawing held on Halloween.