Three months. That’s all the time I have left before baby numero dos is due. (Unless of course, he… or she, comes early…) It seems like a long time, but I know it will just fly by. Especially with Christmas coming. I know, I know – I shouldn’t even have mentioned the ‘C’ word, but it’s true. It’s a’comin’. And personally, I’m pumped for the shopping trips. Buying things for people, baking = fun, fun, fun. Busy, but fun. And our little guy will actually be aware of everything this year. I’m super excited to see how he reacts to all the hullabaloo. And that means baby will be along shortly (and I can stop going to work! Not that I’m excited about that, or anything…).
Thanksgiving anybody? It was great to have a turkey dinner. I made my first ever yule log thingy (and it was awesome – and I’ll share it with you soon!). Deep Chocolate Buche de Noel. Yum. It was the first dessert gone at our family gathering.
Anybody say cute?
Here he is:
{My cutest little boy ever… I’ve got to say that as many times as I can in the next three months in case I have another boy! Isn’t he just great though?}
So I’ve got three words for you.
Joy. the. Baker.
Check her out. She is an inspirational food blogger. Just your everyday Joe, but she’s amazing. I love everything she writes, and cooks, and I don’t know the girl. But I wish I did. She recently came out with her first cookbook (SO awesome!). And here was the chain of events that followed:
Got her cookbook.
Loved it.
Wanted to bake everything in it.
So what did I do? Went to her blog and made something from there instead. Hot Cross Biscuits, to be exact. But don’t worry, a few days later I made her Cinnamon Sugar Rice Pudding out of the cookbook. It rocked world. But not near as much as these biscuits. They were awesome. I would make them again, and again. And eat them. All.
Hot Cross Biscuits
These are just slightly adapted from Joy’s recipe:
**I used dried cranberries in half of the recipe, switched orange zest for lemon, and didn’t use icing
Makes 8 to 12 biscuits
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For the Biscuits:
3 cups flour
2 Tbsp sugar
4 1/2 tsp baking powder
3/4 tsp salt
3/4 cup butter, cold and cut into small cubes
1 large egg
3/4 cup buttermilk
2 tsp orange zest
1/2 cup dried cranberries
Preheat oven to 400F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper, or grease with shortening, and set aside.
In a bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. Using a pastry blender, cut in butter, until resembles flakes of oatmeal.
Add cranberries
Whisk together egg and buttermilk.
Slowly fold into butter/flour mixture, just until all the flour is wet. Place on a floured surface and knead slightly. Roll out until dough is 1 inch thick, and cut with a biscuit cutter (whatever size pleases you, really).
Brush the tops of the biscuits with buttermilk, and bake for 12-15 minutes, or until golden brown on top and bottom. Remove from oven and let cool.
These are amazing served with butter and jam. I omitted the cranberries from half of my recipe, and I loved them both ways.
Bon appetit!
30 Day Challenge
Day 10 – Discuss your first love and first kiss
Well. That’s [fairly] early. My first love would be my hubby. I’ve had a crush (and then wayyy more than a crush) on him since elementary school. Sure, we’ve had ups and downs. But I never ever gave a thought to us not being together. There were scary times, when it came close, but we got through. He’s handsome, in a rugged (which is my favourite!) way. Funny, sarcastic, great hubby, wonderful Daddy – these are only a few of the things that I love about him. I’ve got to mention his little crooked smile, and the mischievous look he gets too. They’re just too good to pass up. He is the only guy I’ve ever kissed (other than my daddy, of course). The first time was, well, messy. And I thought about it for months… Okay, maybe years. Because we really had two first kisses. The second time was… not so messy. It made my heart flutter (literally, I think I could have had a heart attack), and I was so nervous both times, I could’ve thrown up. But it was great. I’ve kissed him a million times since. Gets better every time. So there’s the juice. Now you know.
(You guys do realize it’s taking me about 30+ weeks to do this challenge instead of 30 days, right? I’m slower than a tortoise!)
Peace out.