I’m beginning to really dislike being home. All I do is sit around and waste valuable time. As soon as I hear back about my financial aid situation I’m looking into moving to Ames. Until then I will spend as much time as I can outside of this middle class prison. I may still make trips to use the appliances though.
Like the beloved mixer. Marta is one amazing machine. We have a bond, if bonds can be formed with gadgets of varying components. And apparently I have a thing with the oven too. My mom tried making cookies the other day while I was gone. She burned them. And I mean burned them. For some unknown reason she thought they needed to be in the over for 20 minutes! Though when my dad told me all this I just laughed. This is karma for telling me how to bake. Onto the food.
Dinner last night was a simple stir fry. I was ridiculously tired after several bike rides. (Pitiful really, but I’m working on it. My legs are used to walking, not cycling.) Just saute veggies, garlic, and ginger. Throw in some garlic chili paste, peanut butter, and tamari. And voilá.
Today I made cookies. And took pictures of them. I was too flustered yesterday by burning my hand and not blowing up the house to bother taking a picture. So these are the orange chocolate chunk testers. Some of the best cookie dough I’ve ever eaten. And I ate about 1/4 of it.
Its a typical blustery fall day here. But my coffee press is dirty, and it just doesn’t taste the same when I drink it by myself. So I made tea. Now I am a coffee fiend, so tea is pretty rare for me. But I do love a nice rooibos tea. So here we have some with vanilla hemp milk and stevia to sweeten.
And on another front. I’m catering cupcakes to my friend’s art show. Its not until November so I have a few weeks to think on flavors and such. She commented I should put out business cards. Hmm, that means I need a name for this little hobby of mine.