The Cookie season
I walked into work at the start of the Christmas season to a break room with eight kinds of cookies. I had a little too many for breakfast, but that didn’t stop me from more cookies in the Christmas future.
I walked into work at the start of the Christmas season to a break room with eight kinds of cookies. I had a little too many for breakfast, but that didn’t stop me from more cookies in the Christmas future.
My Salem friends got into a bizarre argument about Thanksgiving. Some of them wanted a goose, even though they could not afford one.
I’ve done a lot of food shopping lately and my stash at home is limited only to chocolate bars so I needed to make some cookies. I had all kinds of nuts, chips, baking coconut, oats and peanut butter so there was… Continue Reading
I finally got healthcare insurance and so that means I am going to the doctor and dentist because it has been a little while. I’m nobody’s mother until I have kids (and I’m in no hurry to do so), but… Continue Reading
My friend and I went to the hot springs last Saturday and as usual we ended up talking about food. He wasn’t sure where to find the Cinnabon chain in Oregon, but soon we found that it did not matter because… Continue Reading
So this weekend I decided to try out the Asian bakery in the Japanese supermarket. The bakery is called Beard Papa’s (because silly Asian names) and they have cream puffs bigger than your fist that are almost always sold out.
So I have this friend who has recently moved here from the East Coast and wants to try all the tasty Portland things. Woodblock Chocolate company is one of them, and all I knew of them is that they make great… Continue Reading
So for Fourth of July I made a tart that required a vanilla bean pod to make vanilla bean brown butter. I had never used vanilla bean before so this was an exciting experience. Last week I decided to make… Continue Reading
This autumn it seems that donuts are following me to my workplace and my friends are requesting to go in search of them over the weekend. And people are just eating them around me in general.
Rasmalai is one Indian sweet I have never particularly liked. The ones I have had, from America and India never quite excited me.