I have some Moosers (big, yummy oatmeal cookies) in the oven, then it's giant Kemosabe brownies---gooey and chocolately. The cabin smells so good on baking days...good thing there's no calories in scent.
Speaking of baking: Awhile back our neighbor, Rich, brought over a box of wonderful frozen, unbaked pastries. I used several of them over the winter and had one left in the little freezer down in the barn. I unplugged that freezer last week because it was empty...I thought. Somehow--although I swear I checked--that last pastry was left to meet its end. Jeff opened the freezer yesterday and the first thing to blow out the door was the smell of raw yeast dough. The second thing to blow out the door was the actual raw yeast dough---turns out that raw dough will expand and create enough gas to blow its package and seek more elbow room. So, I had quite the mess to clean up. The worst part was that those pastries were DELICIOUS and I can't believe...I....wasted...the...last...one. No, wait...the worst part was that Jeff knew it was my fault and now I'll hear about it every time Jeff's in earshot of someone talking about baking :o(
We took a walk on one of our recent nice days and I just had to post this photo...I am constantly in awe of just how beautiful it is up here! The entire population of the UP is around 300,000. You can drive for hours out in the woods and never see another human! Now while you may think I'm beginning to sound like a hermit, the truth is that I'm ever so much in love with the solitude and peace of our new home. I spend hours on the phone each week extolling the virtues of the UP to potential guests and maybe bragging just a little about how awesome it is to be a Yooper (or pseudo-Yooper since we're transplants).
Time for me to get back to the recipe book--have a great day!
Speaking of baking: Awhile back our neighbor, Rich, brought over a box of wonderful frozen, unbaked pastries. I used several of them over the winter and had one left in the little freezer down in the barn. I unplugged that freezer last week because it was empty...I thought. Somehow--although I swear I checked--that last pastry was left to meet its end. Jeff opened the freezer yesterday and the first thing to blow out the door was the smell of raw yeast dough. The second thing to blow out the door was the actual raw yeast dough---turns out that raw dough will expand and create enough gas to blow its package and seek more elbow room. So, I had quite the mess to clean up. The worst part was that those pastries were DELICIOUS and I can't believe...I....wasted...the...last...one. No, wait...the worst part was that Jeff knew it was my fault and now I'll hear about it every time Jeff's in earshot of someone talking about baking :o(
We took a walk on one of our recent nice days and I just had to post this photo...I am constantly in awe of just how beautiful it is up here! The entire population of the UP is around 300,000. You can drive for hours out in the woods and never see another human! Now while you may think I'm beginning to sound like a hermit, the truth is that I'm ever so much in love with the solitude and peace of our new home. I spend hours on the phone each week extolling the virtues of the UP to potential guests and maybe bragging just a little about how awesome it is to be a Yooper (or pseudo-Yooper since we're transplants).
Time for me to get back to the recipe book--have a great day!