Okay, not DST per se, but dammit, every year my body seems to find the time change harder to deal with. Sleep was not easy to come by this week at all.
On the plus side, I made some very tasty cinnamon rolls last weekend. Below you see them without and with icing. For something that involved rolling up and cutting pastry, they held their shape better than expected (it’s the point at which a lot of my baking falls apart) though I let a lot of the cinnamon fall out by accident.#SFWApro. Photos are mine.
It’s tomato paste.
I never use up all the paste before it goes bad. Searching for a solution online I found a recommendation I freeze the paste in one-tablespoon blobs. That way I know exactly how much I have. After bringing it up on FB, several friends of mine said they’ve tried it and it works.
That may have been my big accomplishment for the week.
The sad collapse of my work schedule began around 12:30 Sunday morning when Trixie fidgeted to go out. She didn’t need to relieve herself, she just though it would be fun, but I had no way to know until after we got outside. I wasn’t able to get back to sleep so I was zonked most of the day.
On top of which, in the morning Trixie developed a major tummy upset. No puking, she just became very restless, refusing to sit still for more than a second, frequently hiding under chairs in hopes whatever was hurting her would go away. This was, of course, a major distraction, plus we had the inevitable vet visit (some painkillers, some stomach soothers and she was fine). So my Sunday work was shot to heck.
Monday morning TYG asked me to walk the dogs, which took another chunk of time, and I wasn’t able to get back on-focus afterwards. Wednesday I had a dental cleaning and checkup (teeth doing great, thanks). And Thursday I took one of my work days off. Just too many little tasks piling up and distracting me (paperwork, trip planning, contractors) that needed to be dealt with. Plus some extra cleaning. And quite simply needing a break. My mind was really balking at work Monday – Wednesday (and even before that) which is a sure sign I need a change of pace and a day to relax. And while I do not find cleaning fun, doing it without having to squeeze it into my schedule was strangely calming. Plus I watched a DVD and did some schedule planning for the rest of the year.
So not much actual writing done. Some Leaf, a little on Undead Sexist Cliches. But I don’t feel bad about it, and I think I’ll be back in top form next week.
#SFWApro. Photo is mine.
Once again, I flipped open the next cookbook in my list — Vegetarian Times Cookbook, in case you were wondering — flipping through it for ideas of food for this week and for Saturday’s vegan potluck.
As if by destiny, I found a page with a chocolate layer cake recipe. I’d been thinking of doing something with apples, but everyone loves chocolate more than apples … hmm … so yeah, I went for it.
It turned out to be a more labor intensive recipe than I anticipated. And the icing/filling was runny (you can see it pooling around the base of the cake). I think I needed to cook it on the stove longer. It firmed up quite a bit after I put the cake in the fridge. However on the drive over to the potluck, it liquefied again.
However nobody objected. The cake got great reviews (I think it’s excellent) but being the Memorial Day weekend we didn’t have much of a turnout. I wound up taking about half of it home (I really, really underestimated how big it was when I read the recipe). I took some of the leftovers to one of our neighbors because eating it all ourselves would have been Not Good.
Still, it’s always cool to try and succeed with a challenging recipe.
#SFWApro. Photo is mine.
So last weekend I made breadsticks. I’d never tried before, but TYG said she’d like some and her wish is, of course, my command. I found one recipe in my cookbooks, but on the day of baking I saw it was a bulk recipe and I wasn’t sure I could scale it down. I turned instead to Secrets of a Jewish Baker and found a more manageable size, though I did use some of the advice from the other book. The result:
They tasted great (I mixed some Parmesan and garlic powder into the dough) but looked a little pastier in real life than they do in the photo. A friend of mine recommended a vegan bread wash which should fix that next time.
#SFWApro. Images are mine, please credit if you use.