I just finished a marathon baking session--over four hours of stirring and dough rolling and powdered sugaring. Dang, son! I am thoroughly dusted with every baking ingredient known to man, but I have treats to take tomorrow, so mission accomplished! Full details (recipes and pictures) will have to be left for tomorrow because I am tired, tired, tired, and there's a sink full of dishes. How do housewives manage? Riddle me that.
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Here's a melange of treats. Hey, don't look askance at them.
I'm too done with tonight to make them look pretty. |
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These were baked by my dear friend Betty. I was beyond
excited when I found them on my desk this morning. Beyond. |
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| Here's poor, patient Matilds. All ignored while I'm baking. |
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| And here's a dark, dark, darkling thrush picture of my tree. |
A few things I've realized during tonight's baking escapades:
1. I need more parchment paper.
2. I would love a gel mat for the kitchen floor.
3. And baking while listening to Gaga is the way to go.