Yesterday Jeremiah decided he was in the mood to make a bolegnese sauce. "I'll make some pasta to go with it." I decided. But really, Kate, decked out in her Sleeping Beauty dress which was constructed by Aunt Jo Jo in a single day (it's true!), cranked out delicious pasta. Dinner was exceptionally tasty.
See that big bucket of spooge behind the kitchen scale? It's my virgin foray into my new book Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes(recommended by Sybil, gifted by Margie). You make a vat of bread dough, only you don't knead it or anything...it really just resembles a sponge. Then you let it rise for a couple hours at room temperature. At that point you can either gets ta bakin' or store the stuff in your fridge. When you want to bake a loaf of bread you just cut off a grapefruit sized wad and shape it, let it rest for a little more than half an hour, then toss it in the oven. My first attempt is in the oven as we speak. It didn't seem to rise much on the counter, so I will have to keep you posted on the progress. I remain cautiously optimistic.
Next up, the juicer! Props to Margie, again, for this birthday extravagance. This is a gem of a machine and even though it's a Breville I will always refer to it as the Juice Tiger. I juice everything now! The girls tossed back a cup of apple juice like it was water in the desert. Then I recreated my favorite Whole Foods juice, apple-beet-ginger. It was perfect on my first try. YUM. To my shock and amazement, Kate and especially Sarah, loved this one. You can kind of see Sarah's beet mustache in this photo. Poor Lola is stained from her kisses. So now they'll happily scarf down carrots, edamame, spinach (when sauteed with garlic and olive oil...and Kate just discovered the wonders of blue cheese melted in there) and beets. I'm thrilled.
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The bread is out of the oven. Oh. My. GOD. I am going to get so fat.