Friday, November 2, 2012

Baking and #instarecipes

I'm a mom-caller.  You know, one of those girls who calls her momma?  Sometimes, when I call my momma, and she doesn't answer, I leave her a message to the effect of, "MOM!  I need you!  I need you and you're not here!!"  She doesn't take me seriously.  I know this is going to come back to bite me, a la Peter & The Wolfe, but it's sort of a tradition now, and I don't think I'll stop.
ASIDE: Sometimes, when I call her, and she does answer, I sing to her.  Bohemian Rhapsody-style. "Mommmmaaaaaaaaa!  oooOOOooOOOOOO-oooh!"  She loves this, I'm sure of it.
This week, I called my momma, and she answered.  I didn't sing, but I did confess: I have a baking problem. She asked what my problem was, but that wasn't what I meant.  I meant, "My name is Mariah, and I have a baking problem."  On the day in question, I started out by making pancakes.


and if I had only stopped there, I would have been fine.  I mean really, they're ever generally healthy.  Look at that, Honey, some Whole Wheat Flour...  Greek yogurt even!  That's a decent breakfast.  But I didn't stop.  Nope.  I kept going.  Next on the list: Chewy Chocolate Molasses Cookies.  I wanted cookies like these, but couldn't find a recipe, so I adapted from here and here.  



NOTE: Add 1 tsp vanilla to (1).
Whoops.
And then, when I really should have just called it a day and cleaned my kitchen, I saw ONE MORE RECIPE that I really felt that I needed to try.  I don't know if y'all have seen Yammie's Noshery, but you should.  This chica is 19 years old, and her recipes/pictures/style is outta this wurld.  Well, I found Yammie recently, and she had a recipe for Knockoff Auntie Anne's Pretzels... and I love Auntie Anne's Pretzels!  So I made those before calling it a day.

These babies, hot & buttery...
Lurv.
It was all very delicious, and had I eaten anything OTHER than the stuff I baked that day, perhaps I would have not felt quite as guilty.  But I didn't.  Instead, I had 3 pancakes, 4 cookies, and 2 pretzels.  With cheese sauce.  To make up for it, I had a carrot for dinner.  That's a decent compromise, right?

So that's my baking problem - the fact that I can't stop.  I did freeze the majority of the pretzels for another day, and gave away the majority of the cookies in return for some deer meat a friend had given us earlier in the week.
ASIDE: What's a woman to do with 8+ pounds of venison sausage??
I'd also like to introduce to you to my new thing: #instarecipe.  I'm starting this lazy form of food blogging, so remember that you heard it here first.  Basically, you write the recipe (generally not a complicated one) on a small card, and take a single picture of the finished product & the recipe (Like the pancakes and the cookies).  That way, you know what it should look like, and how to get it done.  Feel free to follow me on twitter (or instagram, but I don't know how to link you to that - my username is mariah_gr8manythings) if you're interested in seeing more of these! 

<3 M.

10 comments:

  1. Steve raves about venison sausage and is sad I've never had any. Just sayin'...

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    1. I've got some with your name on it, then!

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  2. There is something about calling up your mom and belting out crazy songs that make you feel just so happy. Sometimes I do, Mama, mama, bo, bama...well, you know the rest!

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    1. Moms love that stuff! :)

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  3. Are you able to pass on an addiction? Because I'd give anything to be addicted to baking. Or to even WANT to bake, for that matter. I'm just not a baker. I AM a mom-caller, though. Actually, I'm a total daddy's girl, so usually I'm a dad caller. Sometimes you just need your mom, though.

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    1. Wait... I'm confused... you don't WANT to bake? Do you WANT to EAT baked goods?? This could change things, I'm just sayin... You Dad caller, you!

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  4. I love the recipe in the photo. Very cool.

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    1. It makes it so easy for me to have it all in one place!

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  5. Haha! We should form a baking therapy group. I do the same thing! =) Two days ago I sadly told my husband, we are going to be fat old people if keep this up...he thought I was trying to say He was fat. Haha! Whatever. =) I can't seem to stop.
    Alesha <3

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    1. Oh, I know, that baked delicousness... It's a recipe for disaster, but I can't seem to not WANT to do it ;) I'm pretty sure I put about 35 lbs on my husband the first year... haha

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