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I hate when things don't work out. And I hate even more when I try and try and there's no progress. This was my last try with sourdough before finally tossing it out. This, however, is a fantastic loaf of bread, all sourdough and none of that "fold every
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We don't ask you about "the magic word" and I promise here I'll never make you apologize. Our modeling has been enough that at just under 2.5 years you started thanking us. Mostly in Arabic. But all the time. For bringing you things. For dinner. For letti
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#tbt to Christmas Eve. My little Christmas elf ready to go to his cousin's house. He will occasionally pull out the heat and say "hohoho" which is fitting because we still listen to "Jingle Bells" all the time.
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The husband has complained that the house looks more and more like a kindergarten so I hung another picture, spruced up the little table and gave the toddler his own little tray with succulents.
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Butterscotch Blondie Bars with Peanut-Pretzel Caramel. So good. The end.
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Life with a toddler: rejoices at the sight of pasta, completely melts down when tomato sauce gets poured over said pasta because apparently tomato sauce is the source of all evil, happily eats a bowl once it comes out of the oven. In other words: saucy ba
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Putting the apple butter to use with apple, almond and buckwheat muffins. Gluten free baking still puzzles me but I am getting better.
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Continuously attempting to fill the freezer with aforementioned lunchbox things in a quest to offer more variety. Here was an attempt at lemon raspberry muffins. The husband keeps sabotaging my attempts by eating them before I manage to freeze them.
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Now that they're out of the oven and the toddler has finished his nap to wreck havoc in the kitchen, I wish they were cinnamon rolls instead. Alas, this pizza version is slightly more lunchbox appropriate.
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I love the sight of these jars filled with good food. Regardless of the fact that my pantry is bursting with jams, chutneys and syrups and I have to spend a fortune on these because I keep giving them away and/or because my pantry is full jams, chutneys a
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10!
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I don't know what fascinated me more: watching the transformation from cream to cultured butter and buttermilk or slathering my own butter on my own bread.
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100% sourdough bread. Made 100% from scratch. In my kitchen. So good.
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Every day when you wake up from your nap I ask what you dreamed of and the answer is always "Apo!" (your made up word for digger). You've been adding so many new words to your vocabulary in the last few weeks! To my delight, most of them are German and of
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Toasted pecans ✔️Chocolate chips ✔️Salted Caramel ✔️Buttery base and crumble topping ✔️and with the oats thrown in for good measure it's basically health food.
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Halloween party ready a few hours ago.
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The ratio of cake to cream is 👌. Hope the taste of this "Pumpkin Spice Latte Cake" is great too.
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One week into owning a sourdough starter (or it owning me): I have gone through more flour than ever before, am consumed with stress if it's rising or not, still feel incredibly intimidated by the whole process and have only today baked my first two loave
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Please put your hat on so we can go, I said. And this is what he did. (That's also his Don't take my picture, Mom- Face.)
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Obviously my "bread slashing" skills need to improve before I can pick up my first sourdough starter next week. A development I am ridiculously excited about.
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Baby Tutu is our constant companion these days including meal times and trips to the post office. Apparently, this is also Hashem's idea of a weather appropriate hat. Yesterday he turned 26 months old.
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This never happens anymore. So I am just going to sit here in the late summer breeze on the swing in our garden and try to make the moment last a little longer.
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So many butterflies! And grasshoppers! And lizards! And such clean foresty air!
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I have been dreaming of making this cake all summer long.
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The other day at 7am, he put his backpack on, his cap and his shoes and was ready to leave. Where to he wouldn't tell. Maybe to "Tapiieee!" which is our trampoline in the garden. Maybe take a "takssi" to visit all his cousins who have left again after the
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Save this under: Gifts I would have never considered for my child that he adores because , duh!
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Room with a view for the weekend.
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Eventually his whole face was covered in brownish paint. I don't know why I even bother with the paper.
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Today you woke up a different person. Half of our breakfast conversation was "Mama, nein!" whenever I suggested something. Maybe this is the beginning of something new. Ever more demands for independence. I am looking forward to exploring this new phase.
