Today started off marvelously. My mama and I rode bikes down to the farmers market to pick up four pints of fresh strawberries (she heard from someone who heard from her farmer friend that it’s the last weekend for good strawberries in Holland. Yeah, it’s like that in Holland.) The new profile picture is a testament to the little red treasures we managed to snatch up despite the crowd of similarly-minded strawberry hunters.
Anyways, that’s for another day.
I made a cherry pie. From scratch.
I know what you’re thinking - “Didn’t that girl get eaten by her final paper?” “Are you actually going to post things, or just say you are, like when you used to tell your mom you’d empty the dishwasher but continued to play Sims and wait for her to ask your sister?” “Are you going to make up your own recipes or just continue to mimic Joy the Baker’s every delicious move?”
1) No, I did not. Though I did consume an entire packet of gum in one night. That could have been just as fatal.
2) I promise the posts are going to be happenin’! Why? It’s the summer. My best friend is going to be leaving me/this continent for a month. Food is just a wonderful thing. Okay? I’m being totes forrealsies this time.
3) Errr… here’s the dealio: Joy the Baker is a food goddess. And though I’m anticipating a lot of original-recipe-testing and oldies-but-goodies-making, I just know that I can always count on something perfect coming out of the oven/off the stove whenever I turn to Joy. Also, I don’t have the money for too many disappointing food experiments. That one time I made something up with buttery, flakey dough, which I stuffed it into mini-muffin tins and dolloped jam into and called the surprisingly edible result jam cups was a long time ago (12 years, to be exact). The Omnomnom Fairy is rarely with me during these dark days of too-bitter-homemade-dressings and guacamole-gone-bad (both of which may or may not have happened yesterday).
Luckily, it’s summer and sunny and the kitchen is my second favorite place to be in the summer (the first = sitting in either my or Sophie’s basement, watching a) The Parent Trap or b) Titanic, and consuming youdon’tevenwannaknow amounts of sunflower seeds). So, look for those pictures that make you feel hungry even though you just ate 3 fudgesicles and half of your body weight in delivered pizza (sure signs of summer) - I’ll be posting them :)
First post! This is not the start of an ambitious effort to cook through an entire cookbook (Julie & Julia-esque) nor is it a food critic’s online outlet. This is simply me and the food I make. All the pictures are mine (and I swear I didn’t Photoshop pictures from foodnetwork.com - neither my cooking nor my Photoshop skills are that good!)
I’ve been cooking and baking since I could toss a salad and hold a hand mixer. Though I was a little more innovative in the recipe creation process back then, the food I make tastes a whole lot better these days :) I’ve gathered these recipes from countless magazines, websites, and my mom’s cherished wooden recipe box. I fully plan on giving credit where credit is due, so keep an eye out for scrumptious resources you can use to get going on your own delicious adventure.
I had multiple reasons for creating this blog: My family is by no means ‘wealthy.’ We’ve never paid for a dinner that’s over $20 a person and I can’t remember the last time we had a bottle of wine in the house that we actually bought ourselves. However, my family LOVES to cook. We never bonded over a football team or a mutual love of bird-watching, so instead, we congregate in the kitchen and start rummaging through the cabinets for that one recipe we’re craving at the moment. Then, we make it, we eat it, and we are happy. And this brilliant process is a whole lot cheaper than “bonding” at Bloomingdale’s or sitting in front of a ginormous flat screen. There’s nothing wrong with retail therapy or shared vegetation - but it’s just not what we do for real fun. Moreover, I’m going to try to make recipes that don’t require scouring the aisles of Whole Foods or that ridiculously overpriced gourmet “grocer” down the street. Hopefully I can prove (to you and me) that your taste buds can be appeased without dropping a day’s paycheck on “the wholest whole grains” or “organic water.” Wholesomeness shouldn’t mean hole-in-your-wallet-ness.
I’m also growing wary of Facebook (have you seen this? - haha..*nervous laughter*) and would rather not have albums ripe with food pictures and caption spaces too short to share the stories that lie behind many of those creations. Here I can put food into a livable, smellable, and (most-importantly) eatable context.
So, there you have it. My first post. Nothing grand. Now, let’s cook!