Archive | December, 2012

December baking: Successes and failures.

28 Dec

So Christmas is over yet again. Blah.

Putting Christmas stuff away is exactly as fun as packing to go home from vacation. Which is to say it’s a huge bummer. I’m doing it little by little – like I took all the Christmas cards we got from friends and family off the fridge. It was sad. That’s enough for this week.

I did a fair amount of baking this month, and ate about 92 cookies and a bunch of everything else. Here’s a sampling of stuff I made:


At least it's a cute jar.

At least it’s a cute jar.

Remember when I said I would work out the kinks before I gifted Christmas Butter to anyone? Well I didn’t. It still hardens and crumbles horribly after being refrigerated for any length of time. So to those who received my Christmas Butter, I’m really sorry. I feel like I might have ruined your Christmas a little bit, cause who wants to fight with hard butter? Reminds me of that old Dr. Katz episode… “When my mother was upset with my father she would never yell at him. She would give him a soft piece of bread and a hard pat of butter and just watch him struggle.”

Anyway, if you can manage to hoist some out and microwave it for a few seconds, it’s really good, I promise.


Say you love Crepes!

Say you love Crepes!

I really only made these so we had an excuse to over-quote Talladega Nights incessantly. And we did. They were filled with a cream cheese/nutmeg mixture. They were delicious, if I do say so myself!


red velvet cookies

I found the recipe for these here and thought they were so pretty and Christmasy. It took me a few hundred batches (9 actually) to get the coloring right. At first I ran out of the necessary amount of red food coloring, and being the culinary genius that I am, figured I could supplement with a teeny bit of purple.  This made the mix look like something they would use for zombie makeup in a movie, so I added a few drops of yellow. Flashback to the time I tried to cut my own bangs as a kid. Just a little trim here, a little more there, a tad more off the sides, another inch over here to even it up…oh crap.

play ball!

The pictures above are from that first batch. As you can see, what I ended up with was something close to baseball clay. Eh, close enough.

By the 7th, 8th, and 9th batches, they looked more like this:


Practice makes red cookies!



Before the ship-fail.

These were SO GOOD. Unfortunately, what made them so delicious also caused their demise. At least where my Florida family is concerned. See I tried this new frosting which claims to be the best frosting the interwebs has ever tasted. I’m telling you right here and now, it is. I will probably make this frosting for cakes and whatnot for the rest of my life. What I will not do however, is try to ship it in a box to someone four states away. This frosting doesn’t harden and hold together like Betty Crocker’s does. It stays soft and is super prone to melting. I had a feeling this was going to happen if I tried to ship these. I don’t know what I thought. Maybe that the post office people would take extra loving care with my boxes and it would all be ok.  I’m figuring things started to turn bad somewhere around Louisiana. All I know is many of them “did not make the trip”. I invite any of my family who received these cookies from me to post an “after” picture, if you have it. Caption: NAILED IT.


In other news, I find this to be absolutely hilarious.

oh, classic Grumpy Cat.

oh, classic Grumpy Cat.


Workout Music

12 Dec

Ok So I’m not particularly proud of some of the songs that get me going while working out.

I almost always listen to Pandora, going back and forth between 2 of their endurance/workout stations. These stations give me everything from pop to rap, and a bunch of stuff I had never heard before, but have for better or worse, come to crave while the endorphins are pumping.

Taylor Swift’s We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together. I have no idea why I love this song. The lyrics have absolutely no relevance to my life. It’s super annoying when she busts out talking in the middle like she’s on an episode of The Californians. “…this is, like, exHAUSTING. We are never getting back together…like, EVER.” I lose a little respect for myself every time this song comes on, but so help me – I love it.

Tonight, Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae. This cheesy song forces me to dance on the elliptical. I will not apologize for loving it, and I hope one day it loves me back.

Like a G6 by Far East Movement. It’s a proven fact that working out to this song will make you feel 35 times cooler than you actually are.


Maroon 5’s Moves Like Jagger. This song was wildly popular when I first started working out last year so I would hear it constantly. Because of that, it instantly makes me feel like moving. That whistle part in the beginning. I just love it. Plus it has a fast thumping backbeat, which is always nice to keep pace during a workout.

Flo Rida – Good Feeling. I’m really sorry. The lyrics are not wholesome. I mostly like this one for the synth breakdown in the middle. I always wish that part was longer.

Anyway. So yeah, there you go.


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