baking

The Cookie Frame Up

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My amazing wife made home made chocolate chip cookies with the girls yesterday. They were really delicious. We all had several yesterday.

This afternoon I went downstairs between meetings to grab some Cold Brew I made when I was presented with two of these delicious confections to pair nicely with my coffee. As I was leaving the kitchen however I was warned not to be surprised when i get negative comments from our kids. The implication was that I had eaten many of them. I only had two and my wife was covering up for the shall we say “several” that she had eaten.

I flatly refused to be the fall guy without a payoff payable in more cookies. I was told no. I am fine with taking the heat when I eat too much, cake, cookies, Dorito’s what have you. Lets face it in this house it is likely me however I am not taking the fall for someone else without compensation. i decided to take my outrage today to my blog while eating said delicious cookies. Side note as expected they did pair well with the cold brew.

Let there be Scones

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With everyone in the house in various stages of being sick or recovering we opted to stay in for the day. That meant parts of art projects, Lego building, naps (for the adults not the kids) and of course scones.

MC had been wanting to make the scones for a while. When my friend was visiting a few weeks ago she opted to make muffins instead of scones. That delay provided us much deliciousness today. After dinner Amelia asked for “the things that you made for me and are sweet.” MC and I both assumed she meant the scones. Sadly no butter for her or her sister. I had enough butter for all three of us

The Facilitator Of Deliciousness

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I’m pretty sure that replacing this kitchenAid mixer is in my employee contract for moving.  If not it’s a stipulation in the unwritten marriage agreement that we get a new mixer when we get to London. It will be an expensive item however this mixer is the bringer of deliciousness, the facilitator of cake making so we will, no must have one. Unfortunately just not this one.

I do reserve the right to have sticker shock and at least think about alternatives when i see the price including VAT.

My sister graciously said she would give our mixer a home. I told her I I reserve the right to be an Indian giver her and take back the mixer if/when we come back to the states. She said she’ll take that chance and put the mixer next to another appliance with the same restrictions she got from her friend Amy 11 years ago before they went to Hong Kong. Well played Carrie.

The W Sisters and The Story of A’s 2nd Birthday Cake We Don’t Really Talk About

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As of me writing this post in late August M and I were talking about planning out T’s birthday. Inevitably the conversation we talked birthdays leads to birthday cake. As we were talking about the cake M is planning we were reminiscing on Amelia’s second birthday cake.

M’s Facebook friends might recall that she made a fantastic fandant Paddington Bear themed cake. It was pretty damn awesome. People were commenting that they could not tell one was food and one was a stuffed animal. Needless to say she was very proud of her awesome cake design. That cake was the cake we had for her birthday party with the family around New Year’s. One of M’s brother and family were in town so we had her birthday party when they were around. It was the weekend after A’s birthday. I mentioned that because since all the ladies in my house my wife included love cake M decided to make a smaller cake specifically for Amelia on her actual birthday.

I am not 100% clear on the specifics around the cake making. If I recall I think M ran out of convection or sugar and gave it a go making frosting with regular sugar. It was either that or using regular sugar was an accident. In any event towards the end of the preparations it was clear that using regular sugar was a problem. M warned me about it however we both agreed we have a three and a two-year-old and its cake. They weren’t going to really care. As it turned out they didn’t. They ate that cake up or at least the one slice they got each.

We gave A the cake and had a little ceremony after dinner. Our babysitter was still around since it was early. I believe we want her not to have it. Both of us on the other hand tried it anyway. M had a small slice and I don’t recall if she finished it. I had a smallish, probably regular size slice and I finished it. It was crunchy and it shouldn’t of been. It was also superset.

Overall the cake was pretty bad. That’s why it’s sad for me to say I went to go get a second slice and M had to throw the cake out to prevent me from doing something we both knew I was probably going to regret. Yet another reason why I love my wife. She’s trying to look out for me.