All of this means that I either resort to drinking or find solace elsewhere.
This is not to say that there isn't an open bottle of wine in my fridge. There is. Ohhhh, there is. But I also bought two bags of flour and sought refuge in my kitchen... baking.
|I totally plagiarized PW's picture for this shot|
Then yesterday I made egg noodles. I don't have any pictures of them because A) they were instantly cooked and devoured as part of the chicken cacciatore we had for dinner last night, and B) they weren't all that good. They were a bit tough and chewy. It's been a long time since I've made egg noodles, and I wasn't impressed with the recipe I used. I need to poke around Pinterest for a while and find myself a new recipe to try.
Today, I got back in the kitchen again:
|Burger buns the size of Oz's hand|
|Hoagie buns... they're so, so soft...|
Is this all the baking I'm going to do this week, you ask? Oh, no. No, no, no. I already have plans to make homemade ravioli this weekend.
Baking therapy. It's the only way to preserve sanity, I tell ya.
That and Pinterest. And wine. Together, they're a lethal combo for my waistline. I hope the scales survive.
P.S. Share a link to your Pinterest! I always love finding and